Contented.

Eve of Hari Raya: We wanted to go out but couldn't decide on a place to go so Kang Hao suggested cooking supper. Then we spent another half an hour trying to figure out which supermarket would be open at 10pm and finally we found Cold Storage at Holland V. Whoopee! So off we went on our late night shopping trip. Bought ingredients and created the best baked pasta and "shepherd's" pie ever. Thanks to Squawks, whose culinary skills will never be doubted by me again.

Hari Raya: Fondue. Pizza. Cake. Potato chips. All were present for Deon and Enru's surprise party. After 2 slices of pizza, I parked myself in front of the fondue and feasted on marshmallows and strawberries covered with warm yummy chocolate. Then guzzled on Lays Classic chips while watching Population 436, which has to be one of the stupidest movies ever made. To end off I ate a big slice of fruit cake; no not the yucky one with dried fruits but the one with sponge cake and fresh fruits.

Those 2 days were gastronomical heaven for me. I hadn't eaten so much good food in a long time and if I haven't put on at least one kg after that, I'd be extremely surprised. Haiya. Think I'll probably put on 2-3kg this sem... I Must Resist Suppers! Though I'm still looking forward to Nic's tiramisu =)

Anyway enough about food. It was SOOOO great catching up with the bandies cos I really really miss them! Wish I was playing for alumni but I'm already suffering without it so I guess it's a good thing I'm not part of it any more. Oh! I managed to talk to Ben as well, seeing as how he's Deon's friend and therefore was invited to the party. Good talking to him too cos I wanted to know how the rest of them i.e Crystal, Marcus, Justin, were doing.

Okay, I wanna sleep now.

Selamat Hari Raya!

On a dark and lonely night on the Crimea's dread shore
There had been bloodshed and strife on the morning before
The dead and the dying lay bleeding around
Some crying for help - there's none to be found
And God in his mercy he piti'd their cries
And the soldier so cheerful in the morning do rise
So forward my lads, may your hearts never fail
You're cheer'd by the presence of Miss Nightingale.

Now God sent this woman to succour the brave
Some thousands she saved from an untimely grave
Her eyes beam with pleasure, she's bounteous and good
The wants of the wounded are by her understood.
With fever some brought in with life almost gone
Some with mangled limbs, some to fragments is torn
But they keep up their spirits, their hearts never fail
Now they're cheer'd by presence of sweet Miss F. Nightingale.

Her heart it means good - for no bounty she'll take
She'd lay down her life for the poor soldier's sake
She pray'd for the dying, gave peace to the brave
She felt that a soldier had a soul to be saved
The wounded they lov'd her, as it has been seen
She's the soldier's preserver, they call her their queen
May God give her strength, may her heart never fail
One of heaven's best gifts is Miss Nightingale.

The wives of the wounded how thankful were they
Their husbands were car'd for - now happy and gay
Whate'er her country, this gift God has given
The soldiers all said she was an angel from Heaven
Sing praise to this woman, deny it who can!
All females were sent for the comfort of man
Let's hope no more against them you'll rail
Use them well and they'll prove like Miss Nightingale.

Physio is Nothing

I checked my Physio results earlier today and though the marks weren't a big shock to me, they were still atrocious enough to make me go "Wow. My Physio's really that bad."

I told myself at that time never again will I get those grades for any exam for any module, with the exception of maybe Professional Issues and Practices. The sad part is I told myself the same thing when I got something like 19% for my Chem Block Test 2 but even that didn't jolt me into working doubly hard for the As.

So now I pray, that in my last few years of school, I will finally realise that my diligent/mugger/hardworking alter-ego is hidden somewhere not too far down. Hopefully, it'll realise that now is the opportune moment for it to surface.

Otherwise, I'm really screwed for Physio.

Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it
easier to live in the world they've been given than to explore the
power they have to change it.
Impossible is not a fact. It's an opinion.
Impossible is not a declaration. It's a dare.
Impossible is potential.
Impossible is temporary.
Impossible is nothing.

In sickness and in health..

Wedding bells rang yesterday for Chai Sean (my Nursing coursemate) and her army pilot husband, Vincent aka Boon Thong. EDIT (10/10/06, 2356hrs): I hate the starting of this entry hence I'll modify it a little.

Chai Sean and her army pilot husband, Boon Thong, got married yesterday! *throws confetti* She invited us to a party in the afternoon so we got to see her in all her prettiness. Her wedding dress was very elegant, though the train kept getting stepped on by various people, big and small. One little kid was even sitting on it! :)

Naturally, talk soon went round to who was getting hitched next. Emily's hoping to get married in 3 years and I heard Mabel's planning to in 9 years time. I don't know about the rest of them but I sure felt very young and immature. I honestly haven't given much thought to what age I plan to be married because I think to myself "I'm only 19! Not even legally an adult and I still have my entire life ahead of me. Why get married so fast?" No offence to those who are marrying young; just that you and I have different takes on life. Of course, like all girls, I have dreamed up my own fantabulous wedding but never actually seriously thought about it. Probably cos I don't have a boyfriend now... Yeah I think that's it. Who else am I going to have the 'spending the rest of my life with you' talk with?


Btw, Ma and Pa have given me the green light to stay on in hall. Haven't quite decided if I want to or not cos I had some er... issues previously. I'm enjoying hall life more now than before so most probably will be staying for at least one more sem. Plus I want to help Sheares Rag win back the trophies next year, since I was busy helping MedRag this time.

Spent the weekend sleeping it away to make up for what I missed while studying for Physio and Anat. Weekends are the best cos I get good food and great TV :)


With this hand, I will lift your sorrows.
Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine.
With this candle, I will light your way in darkness.
With this ring, I ask you to be mine.

- Victor, "The Corpse Bride"

The Importance of Locking

I accidentally deleted all the messages in my handphone Inbox! All because I didn't lock my keypad, as usual. I vaguely remember my hp display reading "Are you sure you want to delete all messages?" I thought I pressed No but obviously I didn't! All my messages gone, just like that. And I had some that were really important to me, SMS-es that I wanted to keep for some time.

Damn it.

Something else to add to my already bad day: I haven't finished studying Blood Part 2 and I still have my PBL research to do by TODAY cos I forgot that PBL tutorial has been changed to Wednesday. I'm screwed.

Why can't there be 30 hours in a day?