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Day out with Mommy..

After work.I drove back to BM...Went out with my mother to the nearby JUSCO...
walked around and had dinner...Truely enjoy spending time with my mother...
I look at her, and thank God that He gave me such a wonderful mother...
Someone i'd never exchange for anything...Thanks mom...I love you lots!

Decisions

I have a very big and important decision to make.
Every step that i take, will decide how i choose my life to be.
Every wrong step leads to regrets, anguish, heartbreak and tears.
Every right move leads to joy, happiness, love and it surely will be pleasing to my God.
Now, and now, a decision is needed to be made.
More time and attachment equals to more heartache and headache.
Time, feelings and emotions i have already invested.
I am sitting on the fence of my life.Butt's blooming, heart's aching!
I have no one to talk to about this.Why?
Because of my pride. Not wanting to show that i have made the wrong choice.
The thought of possibly loosing my friends,makes me run away from my friends.To live in denial and avoidance.
I fear, fear that they will not understand me and so i choose to run, to hide, to escape away from them and live instead in my tiny world of fantasy.
Man, i am lousy.

Numbers

You know, numbers are amazing...
They make you smile, cry, sad, stress and etc...
It can be a special day that someone leaves you with,
A day whereby a close friend or your love ones shares with you...
Probably someone's birthday...
Or maybe a phone number??
Number saves lives too..999
What about pay day? Special day eh!!After all the hardwork and toiling (or maybe not)...
And there comes the reward, the satisfaction, the ultimate motivation and all that comes along with it...

Now, imagine how number 5000 can stress you out..
It is stressful when you turn over your assignment paper and spot this...
''The number of words you are required for your assignment is at the minimum of 5000 words...''
*pengsan*
Some just reminds you of how business man exploit the day....14 Feb
And some brings in reunion, love and other special rememberance...
Numbers can make someone feel frustrated too...
Have you ever been in a situation whereby you are in a rush and the device that prints out your ''Q'' number shows 4003
This is the twist, it gets worst when you notice that the number that they are serving is only at 3567??
I tell you...you'll go "Alamak'' the moment you take your ''Q'' number...Haha
At that moment, you super super wished that your eyes have failed you!

Tadaa...NUMBERS!
So you see that Sesame Street is really a benificial TV programme for you and your kids..
Young and old...In debt or not in debt...
They just remind you how numbers can change lives...

And this is pure 14, 15, 14, 19, 5, 14, 19, 5.....LOL....

Dark Sky+Race+Fogging+Flood= Ugly Roster

BLA!!....
How can i not be EMO wei...
Know what?
Today my Clinical Instructor (She oversee us when we are in the wards and she also arrange our duty rosters) came in the class with my lecturer and said that for our next clinical posting, we will be allocated to work even on Sundays and Public Holidays in order to ''HELP" us adapt to the ''REAL'' ward routine...Our off days will be one of the funny weekdays...

The moment i heard that...I went like..."WHAT??!!" *Jaw dropped*
Dark gloomy sky clouded my mind...
Thunderstorms was on its way....Oh no...
Without second thoughts, i flipped open my planner with a pencil on my right hand...
Ready to scibble on my planner...

It was as if...
My hand=The runner on the track
My pencil=The pair of shoes the runner is wearing
My planner=The running track
The ''BAD NEWS"=The race!

''ALAMAK!'' was what i said to my Malay buddy who was sitting beside me..
She didn't say much, but gave me a nod of acknowldgement..
Glad she knew what was on my mind...
BLA ''There goes my plans..all in the drain''
*wwwwhhhhoossss......*

"Oh no oh no...'', ''What if?...'', ''How now?...", ''What to do?...'', ''How to replace?''...
Was all that ran pass my head..
Hmm...I now see why my English teacher taught me the 5 W's and 1 H...

Anyways,there i was looking miserable...
With a thousand million thoughts running pass my head in that mere few minutes...
They are like those fogging machines on the lorry that comes round your back lane when some dude from your area is reported of having Denggue Fever....yup that's the one...
One of the lorries in town that housewives are NOT SO FOND of...
They come round on unexpected days (though they send out notices) and at the wrong time...
Makes you run all over your house thinking..
''What else have i not cover it with THE STAR newspaper?''
And the sound of that machine from afar irritates your ear...
You see nothing but cloudy stuff all over
They always seem to create the ''YOU-ARE-IN-HEAVEN'' feeling
The sexy part is....the smell of it...Gosh...They don't exactly smell like the latest ARMANI perfume in Parkson...I'd call it...Toxifying wei!!
Plus,it leaves you with all the oily substance all over the house..

Trying very hard to SAVE my plans as much as i can...
The news was like a big flood that has just washed the whole Joyceeee's Village off it's foundation..
And that little denial stage in me was like a little rescue boat trying very hard to rescue every single piece of floating plastic bottle...
It was and is total tragic...Disaster...and MIND BLOWING indeed...

Why make a big fuss out of it??
Cause my plans were all made permenant already la...DUH...
And come on la...Working on Sunday means i cant go church!!
And that is a NO NO...Sad wei...
Bla...i dunno what nonsense is this...But come on this is my blog...LOL
But ya lar...A little unhappy =(
Anyways, i'll get over it...soon...I guess...
Just need a dozen of CHoki-Choki, 5 cups of Milo, 3 Unagi and 1 goodnight's rest to cool things off..

The up side is...I have gotten 7 procedural experience a.k.a crosses today wei!!
Muahahahah...A sense of accomplishment...

E-M-O with bunch of N-O-N-S-E-N-S-E

OH no oh no...My blog is rusting...
Just plain rust rusting on my blog...
Bla...scrape that...ANYWAYS....
Sorry dudes...Have been busy with work and studies...
And at the same time having to juggle between family and friends...
Church commitments and Non-church commitments..
And dear UNholy me...i cut down on some church commitments,
because i think it is unfair to my parents...
They are catching up with age...
Or rather age is catching up on them and...I need to spend time with them
Come on...they are kinda lonely wei...So ya lar...
I now travel back to BM almost twice a week...even for only a few hours on weekdays
Just to eat dinner and chit chat with my mom as she prepares dinner...
(Anyways, mom, dad, i love you)

ANyways upon anyways...
Bla..my point and the point is...
I am sardine packed with stuffs...By the first week of class...
My schedule for the whole year is drafted out already..
By the second, my schedules are all packed with stuffs and kinda turned into permenant..
I even planned every of my weekend on what to do from Jan till June already!
Holiday plans were also made...and all set...
Crazy eh....Its so packed that one columm for a date is not enough!(not all lar...but most)
I foresee a super havoc year ahead of me..
SACRIFICE SACRIFICE is (or rather ''ARE''...because she says it twice) the only word my lecturer utters from her mouth...
Adds on stress to us....both mentally and physically..
Gosh...*takes a deep breath*...
And here i am trying to keep my cool despite of all the ''salad-ness'' in life...
Bla...Whatever it is i will still need to overcome it right..
So why make a big fuss??
Well, i make a fuss just to keep things off my chest and off my shoulders..
No other shoulders to lean on....so, just chuck them out lor...
No big deal...

''You are so EMO'' that's what they say...
Bla....."ya,so what?"
What's wrong with being emo?
We are human beings..and having emotions separates us from animals..
You know its not the mammal or not thing...
it is as in...
Human= the two legged creature that walks, talk, eat, think, gossip and fart mammal
vs. Animal as in Animal=walks, eat...taking away talk,think,gossip and ?????fart????..
Anyways it is better to be emotional than to keep them all in you..
And one day ""BOOM!" there it goes...into the psychiatric unit...Happily ever after...bla bla..

I was in class today...And i wrote ''E-M-O'' on a big piece of paper..
*Light bulbs* And suddenly out of a not-so-blue sky...
Came this...
''E-M-O'' stands for Extreme Mental Output!!!
Haha...
I guess i have been studying too much...
(I am currently studying on Mental Health Nursing and etc etc...no need to mention them here)
Anyways, BLA to those who said i am EMO..
Gosh, how many times do i have to repeat myself??
I am NOT la harlo...
And even if i am....It is perfectly normal...OKay??
Full STOP...

p.s: I am not pissed. :-) *smiles*

Down South...

*szzzzzzzzzling* HOT STUFF! LOL...
Thanks guys :-) It was a great trip down...
And oh.....Crazy Little Thing Called Love is super YUMMY....Go check it out at KLPAC!
A must watch :-)
ANd and and...yummy yummy IKEA Meatballs....Sausages...and Chicken with Herb and Lemon... :-)

p/s: Jun Yi, how's the tau sha pia?