Friday, August 31, 2007

oh no. such a disappointment. ='(

I'm going to buy boost. I don't care.

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3:37 PM

Thursday, August 30, 2007

"...very good data!.....they are looking very good...well done...." - =)))

"...so let me see, are u doing anything tomorrow?... *as i said what i'm doing tomorrow, i'm totally ignored*...how about meeting me tomorrow afternoon around 2pm? *of course I said yes*...good!..." - ugh.......meeting agains. wells, at least it's in the afternoon. but still I need to get the work done fast.

on another note, if everyone was like these people below, i'll definitely coordinate every single event that's out there. they reply me within the hour! *sorry mumbler, though u were 5th, u were not within the hour. no prize..*

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5:10 PM

"....so looks like it's going to be all worth it..." - phew..*smiles*

"....but 21st sept is the deadline for the xxx's forum/article submission, so we'll need to hit that deadline.." - dang!

"....and I want to see this, this, this, this, this, this and that by this afternoon? it would be good if you can get back to me on all these by this afternoon so i can sort it out and we can talk about it again..." - HAH?! O_o *time meeting finished is 11:18am, now it's 12.11pm after sorting some stuffs that needed to be sorted out*

I wanted to say something I can't remember now. Oh and I found imitation pocky and I snapped up all the flavours cause it was cheap just to try if they were as good as pocky. Verdict was strawberry was good/similar, chocolate wasn't good/reallyfake, tomyum was a novel flavour and it was pretty good! That's all the flavours they have.

and and and. it was such a good sleep last night. and my mum had to call me quite a while later when I've already message her, "i'm going to bed now, good night, call me up at 8.30am tml. message me to tell me u've received this." -_-"

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12:11 PM

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

as you my reader would have known, I didn't sleep yesterday. and I'm still here now. I only manage a 20 min nap at the lab after the mentioned-incident below, and then a 1 hr nap @ 4.50pm before heading off to work again.

But I really wanted to blog this. It's DAM hilarious. I can't help laughing after I found out. okey, here's the story:

I manage to get through the night/morning without any feeling of tiredness. I did everything in the operating theatre (OT) and finished off my duties at the OT (3 patients today wah lao eh, of all days.)and went back to the lab to process my samples. while labelling my tubes, I started to feel reallllllly tired. and started to blink many more times. and started to drift awayyyy. That was about 12.20pm I think. (meaning it's been >24hrs that I've been awake). But I had to finish processing my samples first, and I couldn't stop, so I tried to fight against it. really really had to FIGHT. and I started to doodle, and label rubbish stuffs on my tubes. (till now, I can't surely say that I've put the right sample into the right tube - but it's a very high possibility that I got all right) I knew I was labelling rubbish because when I forced my eyes to open, I could see my handwriting was scribbles. And I really couldn't open my eyes. I knew it could be dangerous in the sense I could mess up my samples so I decided CANNOT I need to take a shut eye/powernap NOW before continuing. so I left everything in the fridge (though it was not really advisable), went to my desk, and slept for I think it was 15-20 mins. It wasn't long because I didn't even bother taking my glasses off and it poked my eye. After I woke up, I felt mighty refreshed and straight away went back to continue with my samples.

After I took them out of the fridge, I immediately took a look at the tubes I labelled just now. I WANTED TO SLAP MYSELF LA!! I seriously pray no one took a look at my tubes. I'll be SUCH A JOKE can. I took a picture of my hilarious labellings:

I SERIOUSLY HAVE NO INKLING WHAT THE WORDS WERE ABOUT. THEY HAVE TOTALLY NO LINK. ROCK'S FREN?! WHO?! WHO the * is ROCK?! And what's with YOUR TIME LA?! 10.06pm?! And WHO/WHAT/WHERE is Bido? - this one I have a slightest clue that it may have meant dodi - cause I just read about princess Diana in a magazine in the pantry area at the OTs in the morning. so maybe that has a SLIGHTEST LINK. BUT the OTHER 2?! I seriously AM AMAZED. and usually, the tubes, I write the B# e.g. like what u see here B101, and the name of the patient and the date. so meaning. "Bodi", "Rock's fren" + "yourtimela" are supposed to be NAMES. HAHAHA. it's hilarious la. are u laughing as hard as me?

then i remember, my textbooks/lecture notes used to be full of these rubbish too! when I get sleepy in class and then I'll scribble such stupid stuff loh. Not like I want, but what I wanted to write down (like what the teacher/lecturer is talking about) doesn't get written down, my mind can think of the proper thing to write but somehow, some other rubbish gets churns out. Usually people just have ugly scribbles/handwriting when they feel sleepy that kind -- like the words still make sense or are what the speaker is talking about. like it still comes out alright just looks ugly only. mine, is like TOTALLY senseless words. ugly handwriting + senseless words like the above example loh.

As I threw these senseless tubes away, I rearranged the rubbish in the bin to make sure that the tubes are sat well within the rubbish or below where the eye that skims across the surface can't see. I can't afford to let anyone find it.

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9:31 PM

migosh! i missed the sunrise!! *slaps myself*

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6:29 AM

yes, it's 5.40am (i started @ 4.45am) and I'm still blogging. and not asleep. before u rush in to reprimand and remind me the dangers of not sleeping at this kind of ~~unearthly hour~~ time, the harm it can do to my ~~already "harmed"~~ eyebags and the amount of sleepdebt I'm accumlating...I'll explain why. Adjusting my body clock. I've been unable to adjust since prob 2 weeks back? sleep late, wake up late. and I can't sleep early! I'll just toss and turn till 3-4am then end up waking up late the next morning/afternoon (depending on how successful I am firstly to hear my alarm, and secondly, to drag myself out of cozy bed) and I can't force myself to wake up earlier too - I totally don't hear the alarm! (and I apparently snoozed the alarm or pressed "ok" to my alarm - which i don't remember when I wake up) - on that note, I used to keep buying alarm clocks or always thought my alarm clocks were not working well. Then one day, it struck me. It's me all the while. hehe

so then, tml it's again early wednesday (every wednesday is amongst the other days my earliest day) and long day. and I'm afraid of being late esp tml. and since I want to readjust my body clock, I've decided to just NOT sleep and go all the way. then, tml night I'll be suppppper tired and zone off to sleep once I come home. I've got to survive all the way till at least 8pm. yes. and I'll zonk out I predict at 8.30pm. but u never know. sometimes I can last longer than that - it's weird. it's like you're past the sleepy part. but i know i'll look terrible. I'm contemplating wearing sunglasses to work but I don't think my boss will think much of it.

Then that will make me sleep early, get plenty of sleep and wake up the next day at 8am. I hope I can wake up at 8am again though. as some of u know, my record was 32 hours of sleep. yes, I hear the gaspsss. but I really need to get up at 8am. I've got meeting. NOW then I realised this week I've got to get up early early almost everyday! - I mean usually I need to, but I cheat. but this week, everything's scheduled in the morning that I can't miss so wells. anyway, so the main point of this entry was to put up some potos that I realise didn't manage to be published here yet for the month of august!

after so much talk, here's them!

1] me playing the dunno-called-what game. some guitar game. I was just shocked at how white my legs were.
2] Jean & me: helping me out with my garlic spread (that I was preparing for cell refreshments the next day). MELIS..i FINALLY made them.
3] going into the oven!
4] the ready garlic bread!
5] Gab, Jean & me with the garlic spread!
6] Gab, Jean & me in my lift
7] Gab with my building's painting.
8] Gab, me & Jean
9] Jumpy Gab

1,2 + 3] With Jean, there's bound to be multishots. me, Jizhen & Jean - though Jean was cut off in some potos. NOT my fault! it's the program..
4 + 6] Combined O'Connors + Kardinya!
5] Kardicell!
7,8 + 9] Joshua, Eve join me in multishots that Jean requested!

Random pictures:

1] At the dodgy KTV for Lydia's bday celebration. Helping out with balloon blowing and decorations.
2] Susu don't you miss this!! But the standard drop le. Not as yummy as last year. they made it as a bigger piece but it's actually the same as 2 smaller pieces and price increase somemore.
3] me & Gloria @ BWMMMN - she has a special privilage to appear here cause she didn't appear in my BWMMMN post! - oh yes. and this is the one who made me go for a NORMAL macca's breakfast last sunday. but she will insist that it's gina & kim. no, no cheecheongfun or soonkueh. HAHAHA
4] the 2 inner forks hold chocolate. you don't want to know what the 2 outer forks hold.
but I want u to know - they are a portion of the chicken heart of the EGg Fear Factor version.
5] Mary watching TV
6] Jen & me at Utopia after PJ party @ Icey Ice
7] Mumbler, Ahlam & Elliebobellie!
8] xiao de & twin
9] "Farewell" dinner for Carlton before he goes off for work somewhere far away. - oh no! debs & ellie are being cut off! sorry! it's the program! top: Jon.lee, Ian, Pet, me
bottom: debs (missing), Carlton, Adrian, Mumbler, Ellie (missing)

hmms. I finished 3 sermons during this time that I'm not asleep. pretty good eh? oh but the thing is I was supposed to do work haha. but nvm la. what better to do than listening to God's word? i missed the lame humour. HAHAHO (about the first word in our national anthem having a "lah" in it, about pastor mark's armpit, about pastor henry's "dream" of being the guy in some movie, about straightforward youth leaders who are street smart, about pastor prince saying why God made women pretty but dumb only to be retorted by wendy, God made women pretty so that man will love them, and made women dumb so they would love man, about pastor teasingly scolding the church "at home don't read, come church then read" when he was refering to verses but asked them not to turn the pages, about Basheba having a bath, hearing the numerous "ok, i'm coming to a close" when he really WASN'T closing, about pastor henry being the one with the hind legs in Narnia (fawn), about the age of menopausing & womenopause, using an indian accent to preach, about gluttony "demons" called youcharkway, big mac, vanhouten, cadbury, and many others! best cutesy phrase: "blessed from the extremities of my hair to the tippy toes of my feet"!)

maybe I can catch the sunrise from my balcony? my consolation from the non-existent total moon eclipse earlier. I've prepared 2 peanutbuttersandwiches + 1 raspberryjamsandwich. I'll prepare tea later.

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5:40 AM

who likes my new skin? it's wider so that you don't have to squint but cheery still! =D

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3:53 AM

yums. The essential British experience is high tea. And no one does it with more style than London's Berkeley Hotel in Knightsbridge.

The Berkeley Hotel Wilton Place, Knightsbridge London SW1X 7RL UK Ph: 44 20 7235 6000 Fax: 44 20 7235 4330 Website: www.theberkeleyhotellondon.com E-mail: info@the-berkeley.com.uk (just blogging it so that I won't forget)

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12:50 AM

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

I went home at around 7.30pm today and I thought my only consolation is that I'll be able to see the total moon eclipse while on my way home...BUT NO! I can't even find the MOON! =

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10:12 PM

yays weather forecast says it's SUNNY the WHOLE WEEK!

God should have His own weather forecast channel. Then I know it's reliable and trusty.

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1:11 AM

Monday, August 27, 2007

I was in a meeting and told someone in a text message "still in meeting. message me if it's urgent.." after he called and I couldn't answer.

this was his reply. i'm sincerely more awed by the effort done to message that than the lameness of it.

"Urgent! urgent...
urgent? urgent-
urgent
urgent@urgent
urgent: urgent :)
urgent :( urgent :p
URGENT URGENT!
tengru TENGRU!!
urgenturgenturgentu
rgenturgenturgent!"

exactly how it appeared on my mobile screen.
It's not EXACTLY THAT easy and effortless to type that out. -_- but still, the point is -_-

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12:59 AM

Sunday, August 26, 2007

wells, was just talking to Jason and he reminded me of food. it went from his parents' friends buying green tea donuts (twin, there are green tea donuts! -but apparently he likes green tea too but said ewwww to it) from Batam. (like WHEN was batam ever known for donuts?!?!) then it went on to kueh lapis (cause Batam can buy good kueh lapis + good massage - sorry out of point). then I said I was craving nonya kueh and fish soup (I'm not really deterred by the worms-in-fish theory that parasitology teaches okey..). Then that went on the craving for the green pandan waffles that the bakeries in SG sells. yums. I love it when the nice aunty works on the day that I go. She makes nice ones. the other auntie, the grumpy mumps one makes ugly and lumpy waffles. (OMGosh. it rhymes pet!)

I can so think of the food I crave now. yums. at 1.19am. great la....

and apparently, some people SOOO got feeling for breakfast today. so i must wake up early to go breakfast with them or else I can walk to church (okey, I said that myself..they are not so mean). they said the mac's advertisement was tantalising (okey, I said that too. she just said she's very excited) but I don't know what's so exciting about the breakfast. isn't it just the same old stuff?! maybe they are offering some chee cheong fun and soon kueh at maccas. no?

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1:19 AM

Friday, August 24, 2007

"We are his workmanship.” Ephesians 2:10 NKJV

Scripture calls the church a poem. “We are His workmanship” (Eph. 2:10). Workmanship descends from the Greek word poeo or poetry. We are God’s poetry! What Longfellow did with pen and paper, our Maker does with us. We express his creativity best.

You aren’t God’s poetry. I’m not God’s poetry. We are God’s poetry. Poetry demands variety. “God works through different men in different ways, but it is the same God who achieves his purposes through them all” (I Cor. 12:6 Phillips). God uses all types to type his message. Logical thinkers. Emotional worshipers. Dynamic leaders. Docile followers. The visionaries who lead, the studious who ponder, the generous who pay the bills…Alone, we are meaningless symbols on a page. But collectively, we inspire.

from Cure for the Common Life by Max Lucado

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3:59 PM

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Pyjamas Party at Icey Ice

It was a low turnout but wells, we still enjoyed icey ice and there was this really high waitress/service crew (she's probably in charge of the shop or in charge for the day) and she was so high that she gave us like choices to mix the toppings, the ice flavours and such if we wanted. like we had 1 yoghurt ice with strawberries and mango and 1 mango ice with mango.

Of course, it's half priced, so it's really worth it. and then she was so excited over our pj that she took pictures of us, and then asked for our emails and names. This was taken by her too:

Ian and Esther were there too, but they were without PJs so cannot be in the picture cause we were to be sent into a competition! hahaha. no I didn't know about that.

I added in the white fluffy borders cause PJs are so linked with sleep, white fluffy clouds, white fluffy lambs, that jump across the fence when u can't sleep. HAHAHA

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12:41 AM

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Gmail has some really funny ads. This is what I saw this morning.

HAHAHA =D

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10:07 AM

I think I might need this. It sounds real helpful. especially the bed shaking part. I don't really want the loud part. But the design's real ugly.

http://www.thinkgeek.com/homeoffice/lights/8f1a/

check the website out. they have quite COOL stuffs!

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2:12 AM

Monday, August 20, 2007

im bored. but I have work to do. it's not supposed to come together!

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3:54 PM

You are my place of safety and protection. You are my God and I trust you.”Psalm 91:2

Have bad things really happened to you? You and God may have different definitions for the word bad. Parents and children do. Look up the word bad in a middle-schooler’s dictionary, and you’ll read definitions such as “pimple on nose,” or “pop quiz in geometry.” “Dad, this is really bad!” the youngster says. Dad, having been around the block a time or two, thinks differently. Pimples pass…

What you and I might rate as an absolute disaster, God may rate as a pimple-level problem that will pass. He views your life the way you view a movie after you’ve read the book. When something bad happens, you feel the air sucked out of the theater. Everyone else gasps at the crisis on the screen. Not you. Why? You’ve read the book. You know how the good guy gets out of the tight spot. God views your life with the same confidence. He’s not only read your story…he wrote it.

from Come Thirsty; Max Lucado

Whatever is true, whatever is honorable,…if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.”Philippians 4:8 RSV

Change the thoughts, and you change the person. If today’s thoughts are tomorrow’s actions, what happens when we fill our minds with thoughts of God’s love? Will standing beneath the downpour of his grace change the way we feel about others?

Paul says absolutely! It’s not enough to keep the bad stuff out. We’ve got to let the good stuff in. It’s not enough to keep no list of wrongs. We have to cultivate a list of blessings: “Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is gracious, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.” Thinking conveys the idea of pondering—studying and focusing, allowing what is viewed to have an impact on us.

Rather than store up the sour, store up the sweet.

from A Love Worth Giving; Max Lucado

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12:54 AM

Friday, August 17, 2007

I couldn't believe my ears, what woke me up this morning. I strained to hear clearly what language they were speaking in.

The singing, the annoucements, the speech, the talking in malay! It was a malay wedding below my house. somewhere below la. behind alderney on Hay and beside Saville apartments. I was so surprised!

It's like back in my room at home in SG and there's a malay wedding at my void deck. OMGosh. funny.

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12:03 PM

Thursday, August 16, 2007

ain't it crazy ain't it strange

that our lifes are rearranged

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10:16 PM

okey pokey!

I was reading "SPSS for Dummies" (A reference for the rest of US!) and inside there are funny statements that pepper the boring instructions.

e.g. "Notice also that the end of the list of arguements is terminated by a single period. The terminator must be there or SPSS will complain."
"This book is not about statistics. You will not find one explanation of statisical theory or how calculations are performed. This book is about what you can do to command SPSS to calculate statistics for you. The inside truth is that you can be as dumb as a post about statistical calculation techniques and still use SPSS to produce some nifty stats. You have my permission to stop thinking right now."
"...called periodicity. You don't want to say this word in public unless you've already practised it in private."

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3:44 PM

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Black & White Murder Mystery Masquerade Night was a huge success! thanks to the commitee members + those who helped out in a way or another...especially those who went earlier to help out with deco, food, logistics etc.

1] Pet, Gina, me, Gloria & Leekim!
2] Pet & me!
3] Cheekopek Andrew & me! We took 4 potos one after another cause I was not satisfied with his smile. I told him to look less cheekopek. To which he was exasperated and said, "How you want me to otherwise smile!?!" - HAHAHA
4] me & Gina! Georgina. HAHA. I think the name's nice!
5] Oconnor's Cell
6] Joshua, Eve & me!
7] me & Andrew again - one of the 4 potos. TOLD YOU he looks cheekopek.
8] me & Jean!
9] me & Leon! He was chewing on something I think..not that he looked like that - which he would strongly oppose.

1] Eve, Joshua, me, Gabriel & Leon!
2] Gab & me!
3] Jennifer & me! Apparently she says she never calls herself "Jen". Only we do.
4] me & Melamoo! real name's Melissa.
5] YAYS. KARDICELL! lack of Joshuasoh. tsk.
6] me & Nona! so glad u came =)though u were busy with chhek keee. HAHA. tryin to imitate cam shutter.
7] Jon.lee & me!
8] Jean, Darryl, Gab & me! Darryl looked lost so we decided to grab him for a poto.
9] me & cheeky anime ahlam! Debbie's the real name.

1] me & Elliebobellie! Eleanor's the real name with ellie as the name we call. She's so cute.
2] Jiarong & me!
3] me & Jiarong again!
4] me & Minhuey!
5] me, Ps Mel & Jon.Liew!
6 & 7] me & Jon.Liew!
8] me, Jennifer & Jon.Lee!
9] me & Amos!

When the MURDER starts. (AND when I get SABO-ed)

Someone screamed, "AHHH!! She's dead! She's dead!" - pointing to the lady in pink who is on the floor.
Sherlock Holmes - JUNIOR - (played by Clifford!) steps out: "ahem. someone called? someone called for me?"

And SOMEBODY (who was joined by alot of the SOUTHZONErs after he started) went, "SWONG!" dam loud. Followed by many "YAH SWONG!" "SWONG!" by the rest of the people. -_-" I was sincerely SHOCKED. I turned around to my amazement of the unity in them to sabo me. THIS WAS NOT IN THE STORY PLAN!

Sherlock Holmes Jr went: "SCWONG! Who is SWONG! COME OUT!" - which is even MORE SHOCKING. WHAT?! THIS IS SO NOT IN THE PLAN! I tried to hide. I tried to duck and squat. But someone (this I really don't know who) from behind pushed me out. And I reluctantly went out. See me being "interrogated" by Sherlock Holmes Jr. And I became the PRIME SUSPECT. And I was just taking potos with Jiarong at the poto booth when it all happened. I had to outline the victim and trying to escape only ended in a louder and fiercer "SWONG!" by Sherlock Holmes Jr.

Finally, we were let off and the victim was to be removed from the crimescene and items of evidence were laid out to let the people at the masquerade guess who the murderer was.

And people continue with the masquerade & poto-taking.

1] me & Amos!
2] Isaak & me!
3] Jennifer & Jon.Lee
4] Debs & Ellie & Melamoo!
5] Andrew & Gab!
6] me & Tash!
7] Pet snacking! eh what else leh. - which I predict Pet's response immediately after looking at this. "HAHAHAHA OEI...."
8] KARDICELL!
9] me & Tim!

1] me & Twin! Sara's the real name. She looked fabulous and was the scriptwriter & producer for the MURDER mystery section!
2] me & Clifford! who was a wonderful EMCEE and Sherlock Holmes Jr.
3] me & Esther! who worked so hard to feed the crowd together with her team of people!
4 to 9] Dinner after at Terazza! Where we shared lots of pasta, main dishes and afterwards, proceeded to Dome for tea and coffee!

The night before....

We formed a factory line to produce the sandwiches that you guys ate on the masquerade! Good Job everyone!

And the last batch of potos (before I get the ones taken at the photo booth..)
1] Minhuey, me, Jiarong & Nona!
2 + 3] Kardicell!
4] Gab & me helping with clearing up after the Masquerade!

=) great night out.

Labels: Masquerade

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1:20 AM

“The love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit.”
Romans 5:5 NKJV

Deep within you, God’s Spirit confirms with your spirit that you belong to him. Beneath the vitals of the heart, God’s Spirit whispers. “You are mine. I bought you and sealed you, and no one can take you.” The Spirit offers an inward, comforting witness.

He is like a father who walks hand in hand with his little child. The child knows he belongs to his daddy, his small hand happily lost in the large one. He feels no uncertainty about his papa’s love. But suddenly the father, moved by some impulse, swings his boy up into the air and into his arms and says, “I love you, Son.”…

Has the relationship between the two changed? On one level, no. The father is no more the father than he was before the expression of love. But on a deeper level, yes. The dad drenched, showered, and saturated the boy in love. God’s Spirit does the same with us…The Holy Spirit pours the love of God in our hearts.

from
Come Thirsty/Max Lucado

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1:19 AM

Friday, August 10, 2007

It's quite hilarious looking at what people answered incorrectly in the test. Did you find it hard? tag me.

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4:13 PM

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Create your own Friend Test here

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11:55 PM

What causes us to think of prayer as the last option rather than the first?

No one called me from home for 2 nights, I sms-ed mummy regarding something and she didn't get back to me about it. I tried calling her, it either rang until the end or it got rejected. I tried calling the house phone to try and see if anyone would pick up, like maybe daddy was at home. I tried mum's office contact and it said she was away till 12th August. 12th August?! Weren't they back long ago? hmm. I sms-ed my cousin, no reply too?

This fear grew in me..did anything happen? What's going on? I started praying. I didn't know what to pray for, so I prayed in tongues. It calmed me down abit. I finally called my dad. I don't know why I didn't try his mobile earlier, maybe cause he couldn't pick it up if he was at work anyway.

Finally, he picked up, and he told me that they were all in HK. My mum, sis and cousin. -_-" wah lao eh. made me worry - which I was thankful for nothing though. I broke into a exasperated voice and "scolded" my dad and them for not telling me.

[phone conversation]
me: eh where's mummy? how come I call her, sms her all no replies one. I even called home.
daddy: they are in HK now la...
me: huh?! they never told me..
daddy: they were in a rush I think..
me: last minute go one meh?
daddy: I was supposed to call you to check on you and let u know too i think...
me: wah lao eh. then u never do your job?
daddy: what job? mop the floor? not yet what...
me: to CALL ME la! what mop the floor. tsk.
daddy: aiyah, but I working ma...then not free to call u loh.
daddy: so everything okey on your side la?
me: yah la..just wondering what happened la...nothing la, okey la, I go and sleep already..
daddy: okey, take care ar, bye bye.
me: yarps, bye bye..

which I then broke into a silly smile, and still prayed for protection over all of them.

The first sentence actually had nothing to do with my phone conversation, but then somehow, it kinda fits too ar?

another conversation I had with someone yesterday
me: eh so what's the new address?
someone: add an extra letter x to the end
me: wah. like the song leh. x x x x HAHAHAHHAAH
someone: HAHAHAHHAHA.

okey, it's not that funny like that cause I can't say it in it's entirety.

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4:38 PM

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

been just busy with work and recent potos with jean so therefore, I shall do a quick update. with potos that I have all pasted together.

1] Hazel, Adrian & me
2] Jon, Jen & Carlton
3] Hazel's birthday!
4] Hazel's cake from Miss maud's
5] Ahboy's birthday!
6 & 7] TRIPOD poto. with cheesy ahboy smile in 7 that's supposed to make him look less cheekopek. but then it made him look a little....oppps.
8] I didn't know I could make friends before I was born! 38 years ago!
9] Melamoo & me! finally a poto!

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4:12 PM

Thursday, August 02, 2007

it's sunny today! and I woke up earlier than my alarm again! - but I went back to sleep and woke up 2 hours later. oppps.

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1:39 PM

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

it's weird. I always wake up earlier than my alarm these few days. but i don't waste sleeping time. so if I had to wake up at 8.30am, I make sure I wake up NO EARLIER than 8.30am. 8.29am also cannot. so even though me waking up earlier than my alarm sounds good, I'll go back to bed. and then wake up when the alarm rings, snooze it, wake up when it rings again, snooze it..and the cycle continues until I know I have to get myself out or else..something terrible will happen and I would regret it. but still, the part where I wake up earlier than the alarm rings is weird. like everyday these few days, but i doubt it's reliable. this kind of things always happen. when I don't have important stuff on, I wake up on time, but when I have impt stuff on, I'll totally not wake up even when the alarm rings. I used to have 3 alarm clocks on exam dates. HAHA. oh and plus my mum, dad and frens.

but sometimes, I never asked for wakeup calls and my mum and dad thinks it's THAT day where I told them to call me up and they start banging on my door, switching on the lights, pulling the curtain blah blah. and I'm screaming and whining that i don't have to wake up early today and they just think I'm bluffing. -_-" and I have to get up, switch off the lights, pull the curtain back again and get back into my comfy bed. oh, and before that tell them straight-faced..I DON'T have to wake up early.

but I'm still amazed at my wakeup-earlier-than-alarm-set-stunt. let's see how long this can go for. maybe I'm subconciously thinking about work so much and thinking about getting up so much and thinking about needing to get into lab early so much that my body just automatically wakes up. oh no. I want my quality sleep!

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4:45 PM

yays! weather forecast says next few days are sunny...all the way till sunday! I hope they are zhun.

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4:43 PM