Th'E J'ouRNal..

2007-12-18T21:14:00.000+08:00

I have fallen... in deep shit. With a person that I first cast my eyes on. A person who made me laugh out loud. A person who never fails to cheer me up, no matter how bad my mood is. When he transformed from a sweet boy next door to a dashing rocker, my heart was set. I believe that I fell in love with his character.

Cute. yet dashing at the same time. Damn it. I've been in cloud nine... smiling stupidly 24/7. Seeing images of him. my heart fluttering. I wish they would upload more episodes for me to gawk at.

I'm sad that he is so far away...

He graduated from an University with Advertising Design. Damn.. I want to proceed with my diploma too!

Jiro Wang.

2007-11-20T22:16:00.000+08:00

I just need to get it off my chest. I hope tat Mdm will give me my holidays.

Even though I took more than 2 weeks to recover from my sickness, that doesn't mean that my leave cld be delayed. Who are you to delay it??!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN you.

I'm tired. Just because my leaves are cut off, that doesn't mean you can just pile more shit of work into my hands. When can I get my pay?? I want my 13th bonus. so that I can feel the sacrifice that I made. No social life. whatsoever. I'm going to find another job and make myself better. I'm tired. I'm fedup. What a pile of shit!!

People ask me to have patience, but there's a limit to it!

Lessons learnt:

2007-11-17T21:24:00.000+08:00

Mark the CAs and the PALs on Saturdays.
Do whatever was assisgned to you as soon as possible.
Treat every parent's reply as important, and reply and give them the book back on the same day.
Check, check, double check.
Go out of your way to do things for children. Is there a better way than this method?
Be creative. Surf around.
Do whatever you say and mean. This will bring credit to yourself. and create trust.
Be fast, fast, fast.
Communication and honesty is key. being open to your colleagues will brainstorm ideas to your progress.
Pay attention. Mark every book carefully.
Sleep early...

2007-11-17T19:40:00.000+08:00

Today, I had a confusing and wonderful end. Why?

First, I was in charge of Reading Clinic tea session. Even though there are some things that corked up in the end, we managed to right the problems before they are displayed before the parents. We had to finish the Progress cards, and before that I had to call up every centre and ask whether they had the copy. It turned out that EVERY centre doesn't have one... so I had to chase Tr Herma. FOr 3 straight days. No doubt about it. I tried to call her on Thursday about 5 times, but to no avail. Then yesterday, I called her again, but to no luck. I highlighted to Tr Noni. She said that she will find out for me, and when the clock ticks to 5 pm, I called her twice. So she didn't answer, so the matter is still pending. So early this morning, I called every centre again. When I got the email, I was so angry. I called the centre again, and highlighted to her that I don't see any attachment. After I saved them inside my thumbdrive, I made copies and told that I wanted to double-check the certificates. Finally I did, then gave the cards to the teachers' in charge to do it. Then there was a call from Mdm Zab that there are some errors. So we used liquid paper to correct it. Then Hada called me to check whether I had given Fateha's file. I didn't know and realise that there is a certain way of decorating the envelope. After Noni checked them, she told me to type the names of the participants and paste onto them. The pressure is onto me. I got blur. Frankly speaking, I just stopped when the pressure of stress is overwhelming. Noni asked me to wake up, and do the rest of the correction work by myself. She asked me angrily, didn' I ask you to check? Didn't I? Didn't I? I had nothing to answer to her question. Teacher Suriati said sorry to me, and I said okay. It's my fault. I told her that its my fault for not communicating with you guys properly. They were cutting the names and pasting onto the envelopes. Raidah was angry that I didn't go and oversee the event but Noni chased the rest and told them that I am faster in finishing up the work. I understood why I had to do it, because I did the chasing and know whose participant needs correction. Syukuralhamdulilah. I became the person to give out the certificates and Nurul helped Suria. I posed with the participants and took pictures with them. After it was over, I chatted with Haziq's mum... and chatted about our qualifications. We had a wonderful time. and then Syazmira came over to give me 2 keropok. both of us were surprised.. then I came over to chat with Syazwani's and Syazmira's nenek. I really love them and treat them like my children. I told her that I like the hair clips that they wore and the baju kurungs. Again, I had a wonderful time chatting with them.
Then I rushed over to Bukit Batok centre, where I had to do my duty. They told me that I appeared in the HQ memo. and I was like, huh? when? They found it and showed me. Noraini told me, Izzudin and Iman. Their names sound familiar to me. It turned out that Izzudin's parents praised both of us and told them that both of us were totally dedicated to children's progress. A job well done to both of you.
I had to read the message twice before realising it. Until now, it still haven;t sunk inside my head yet. Now, I got to bathe and pray that I don't be stuck up before. Syukur Alhamdullilah. Now, I realise why Hada had to do that because its a way to give me a real wake up call. I hope that I still remember the working style and give the best for the children. Ini hikmah nye...

2007-11-17T19:39:00.000+08:00

Today I had to prepare the Props and Exhibition things with Yana, Fiza and Hada. After what happened, I just lost my trust in Hada. She kept telling me that I won’t have to work with her, because she is so fierce. There are good things that I noticed. She has very good work habits, whatever you can do at that time, just do it. Treat every reply and things carefully and check again. Remember what you are supposed to do, and do it well and early. She gave me lots of feedback whenever I give ideas. But all the good things will end. At least I managed to observe her and know her working style. But the truth is, my gut feelings tell me that she doesn’t want to work with me. I made a terrible mistake and that spiralled into a series of mistakes. Which I truly regretted. I noticed that I have a very good teamwork with Suriati, Radiah, Suria. They did things very quickly and fast. Thank Allah for putting me with them. Syukuralhamdulillah.

Done on 15 November 2

wondering....

2007-11-17T19:37:00.000+08:00

I just need to get this off my chest. It bothers me and I always end up in dreamland just thinking about it. I hope that nothing will happen. My imagination just goes wild.
During the Iman Lagun Sari Makan Event, I went up to greet all the directors after arriving. Teacher Suariati went up to Mr Adi and greeted him. She said the usual things that people do during Hari Raya. So after her turn, I went up to him and smiled. He took a glance at me. Then his eyes glanced up and down. I saw the movement of his eyes. It was uncomfortable, but I just continued smiling. I just said Selamat Hari Raya! after that, I ciao.

Then I went to Changkat CC recently. He arrived there… I was with a student I was in charge with and had just returned from a toilet visit. I decided to go in from the other entrance, where it wasn’t so packed with people. He looked at me from far, but I tot it was kinda stupid to just smile from far. I just went on my own way. I made my way to my seat, where unfortunately I had to sit beside Iqbal. He was in his naughty mood. I was running out of my patience just tolerating his nonsense. When Iqbal is in that mood, you can expect punches and even more nonsense. He laid down, pulling up his shorts. I had to repeatedly push him up to a sitting position. Mr Adi went to stand in the middle of the hall and see the performance. He looked around, and focused on us. I was talking to Iqbal. “ Iqbal! Don’t be like this, can you? Sit up please!” I said to him in frustration. And Iqbal sat up. We had to go up the stage for a dance performance later. I danced. I saw him look at my direction before being interrupted by other people.

I had a talk with mum recently. As she always listens to his time slot… she commented that there was a time he was being teased by other people. Such as being chased by other girls. He commented. He likes girls who wear scarfs….

From there, my heart just thumped. Been having uneasy feelings from then on…

I told myself repeatedly that it was just my imagination and coincidence. But my gut feelings tell me otherwise…..

But now, when I think about it, I think there are prettier girls than me. Maybe he just focussed on Yana.

2007-11-05T23:54:00.000+08:00

I learnt something new today.

I saw a side of her that I couldn't see. And I finally saw it. What people said is true. and the worst part is that I trusted her, did what she wants or means... MdmShe had me around her finger. I had seen the world, the work with blinded eyes. SO blinded that I was in a dream world. Its time to wake up, baby.

I had a relapse of minor eye infection yesterday, and I saw the need to go to the polyclinic to get another dose of the medicine. The previous eye drop expired 1 month after use. SO I went to the polyclinic this morning. After the visit to the doctor, my body heated up and I had a fever. Even though my conscience didn't want me to sleep, I did, in order to rest for a while. This is a bad decision that I made today. As I don't have any MC or leave yet, Mdm told me to report work at 11 am. Then the consequences of my bad decision followed. Mom told me to be patient...
I didn't answer her's sms "Where are you?"

Then 30 minutes later, she smsed me, following Mdm's style. By hook or by crook, I want the files by today. Then you can go and rest. There's lots of work to do.

Only then, I realised that I held Camb 2 files, which had their project booklet. By coming late, I actually backlogged their progress.

30 minutes later, I actually managed to get a cab. I had to wait for any available taxis.. Mdm called me, yelling as she spoke. She questioned me where am I and did I bring the files. I did, and from that moment I realised that she had spoken to Mdm. Its betrayal. From that moment, after I recovered from my disbelief, my heart closed its doors. If she can do this to me during work, she can do the same even when we are not working.

Now people's perception of me is that I can't do my job, that she is better than me, helpful and cannot be depended on. During debriefing, my senses told me that she made some messages. She just wanted to suck up to Mdm. Maintain Mdm's good impression of her. and what really pissed me off is that she can still talk to me like nothing had happened earlier. What the fuck. I really don't have the appetite to eat, and felt like staying away from her. she kept her good side, and asked me whether I wanted to eat. I rejected her offer. If she turns cold towards me, the better. Its better to stay away.

What they said is true. If you can't keep up with the demands of your job, or be fast paced when you are supposed to, you fail as a teacher, as a team player. You lose trust in your colleagues, and people will start talking.

Sometimes its the truth, and the truth hurts. Damn a lot. It still breaks my heart when I remember the moment when a person that I respected a lot spoke the truth to another person about my bad points.

Sometimes I ask myself, why I couldn't do a task properly. and my efforts that I did earlier were just thrashed in a moment.

I have an intention to do a good job, to leave this place with a good impression. but going back through the latest events, I doubt so.

Now my leave is deducted. I heard that there's 3 weeks leave, and my leave is deducted 2 weeks. Most likely lah. My goal is to get my 13th month bonus and ciao.

I have several obstacles in order to achieve my 1 year experience. I went into it. got manipulated around, taken advantage, and pushed around. I saw a side of myommunity that I never liked, and saw the point why my race cannot advance forward. its toothe mindset of copying others, jealous when somebody advance and they don't. Every single thing they will comment. Favoritism. people will be popular and some
don't. With all these going around, its no wonder my community cannot move forward. There's always be fighting internally.

Adilla, just do your best. even things didn't turn out like the way you want it, at least, you learnt a lot during your experience here... Pray to God.

releasing my anger and sadness.

2007-11-01T01:12:00.000+08:00

the wonders of it all. If the peak period of the year is already starting, when will it end?? I am tired. simply because my flu is acting up again.

Previously I tried my best, trying to remember things that I AM SUPPOSED TO DO but somehow, among the busiest of things, I forgot the sole responsibility. It made me feel sad, and still am. I dunno how to judge people based on their personailities, but I have been manipulated by many. Ppl take gd advantage of kindness and ask me to do things that is beyond my presponsility.

People whom I tot is very close to me, turned out to be the opposite. but the people that I am far, support me when I am down.

I am down yesterday, and I know that Mdm is informed about my mistake. therefore, my resilience in me made me withstand the harsh words during the briefing.

Whatever good that you do won't be highlighted, but all the mistakes that you do will be spread across all teachers and ustazahs.

Mistakes are mistakes, but they can be distorted from the truth, been changed to dramatised to represent a wholely different concept of the truth.

I have been patient. But there's a limit to it.

Whenever you do a mistake, learn from it and don't moan or complain about it. Smile, and dun forget about that part of responsibility.

I am very aware of my weakness. I have learnt to voice out my concerns, and I am thoroughly fedup by my mistakes. well,

things for me to develop:
STand up for myself.
Have proper documentation. be professional.
Think of different ways to present your idea. Keep all the good ideas to yourself.
Be the first to create an idea and make it happen.
Surf the net for ideas.
Don't pamper people. Sometimes, they must do things for themselves to learn how to do it.
Develop a successful system to manage the class.
Be alert and know what is going on.
Ask around.
Have a sense of urgency. Do things perfectly the first time, everytime.
Use TLC words. Tender loving care.
Do not be too formal. Parents find that trait and you too boring.
Be responsible. Always take care of the things.
Ask. Ask. ASk.
Mark books carefully.
Get used to the idea that you have to take up more than you are comfortable with.
Be child-like. Act out and make children laugh.
Dun be too stress!!

6th Quainte Meeting

2007-08-12T17:33:00.000+08:00

2nd quainte meeting

2007-08-12T17:24:00.000+08:00

2007-07-22T14:01:00.000+08:00

Yahoo! Finally I get to have my very own notebook! Gosh... This year has been 7 months of enduring endless shutowns from the 5 or 6 yer olds computer. sYUKUR... I can work in peace, no need to endure the feelinI g that I don't only depend on it to do my work.. really.. what a load of relief off my mind.

I almost bought the Acer... the salesman relentlessly bring out the good points for it... although my mind ad heart is set at this compaq notebook. Not I am biased against Acer, but I just prefer Compaq.

Another salesman did the invoice... He told me that my face preferred Compaq.. For him He is neutral for the brands...

My mom told him that I wanted compaq.... so here I am with it. But I won't be using this laptop quite a lot, coz my computer is still workable. It can still be used.

Now, I have to figure out how much must I fork out to pay mama through the monthly payments....

2007-06-15T22:19:00.001+08:00

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2007-06-06T22:20:00.000+08:00

2007-06-06T21:38:00.000+08:00

XIAH JUNSU

my current fantasy right now. He's on my mind right now. I can't stop thinking of him. Oh gosh.

start afresh

2007-05-31T20:21:00.000+08:00

I really wanted to start afresh.

I am really frustrated with myself, the shit that I had gone unwittingly into, and the hurt that I caused myself. I asked myself this depressing question, why am I gone into a similar case again?

There is a lesson that I didn't learn properly and now, I want to back out. OUt of this stupid work, out of this hurt and misery. Oh Allah, help me. now Wati is here lying on the bed behind me, but I feel the assurance from her. dunno why.

2007-05-31T19:46:00.000+08:00

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I am starting to love Junsu again... Dang, SS501 still lives in my heart, but for now Junsu wearing glasses has captured my heart!

I admit that Veoh Player is bigger in screen, but it is also very laggy and slow in uploading vids...

Mumblings

2007-02-26T00:32:00.001+08:00

How far are you willing to go for your dream? Will you stay in a place where you know in your heart, you can't pursue your other goals and achievements but be 100% committed to your work? Gosh.. I dunno. I wonder if there is a place where I am paid reasonably good but allows time to rest, or even socialise? to go for your dream, you gotta sacrifice some things to achieve your goals? my mind is boggling now, enduring a fever and worse, all the heat goes to my eyes, and I keep blinking to cool them.. all the things that I always wanted to do usually got problems... hope that I find a way out... Pray to Allah.... ^^
May Allah bless all of us.

another entry...

2007-02-26T00:30:00.000+08:00

hey ya! a brand new year, a brand new post. my life changed.
changed to another job, been wanting to start my diploma, got new friends, settled some differences and found myself working quite late, u can say that i leave the school usually around 6.30 pm.
the school ends around 4.45, but after 1 hour debriefing, or some other things to do for the learning studio... curriculum meeting..
Iman Kindergarten. a place where you have to be constantly fast, have the initiative, strong rapport with colleagues and teamwork. my good friend and me usually stayed back quite late to finish the activities for the learning studio for 1st term. why? we are in charge and also change hands on activities according to 2 weeks theme period.
I also got some serious feedbacks, did some serious reflection, changed my pace of working, and i love the kids. The kids love me too, and i learnt how to be strict, but at the same time, be loving at the same time. i also learnt how to make my lessons interesting, but i tell myself, there are some major flaws to improve on immediately. There's a lesson observation conducted by the principal coming soon, and i got to prepare for that. I am still under guidance, but there's some things that I learnt the hard way. that's the life of a early childhood educator, and there's more coming soon..
gosh.. u may have a hectic working life, but you must make time for yourself to have your social life and hang out with your loved ones. my schedule is packed for this week, but i hope to make time for Juliah and friends...

my stint at the childcare centre.... 19 Nov 06

2006-11-19T23:03:00.000+08:00

My stint at the childcare centre ends... I'm not going to state names here...

One thing for sure, I'm going to miss all the children, from toddlers to K2.. Even the staff there.. my journey of ups and downs, all the tears and laughter i have shared with them, the hugs they willingly give me, their smiles, their individual personalities and our unique ways of connecting with the children, especially the multiple nationalities child, the pose of praying while sleeping, the two dimples child, the more active ones in N2, the three brothers.. the most active toddler... and 2 brothers who fell asleep inmediately after lying on the mattress. and his usual sleeping pose of lying on your back cross-legged. the older brother.

I find that interesting things happen in a childcare centre everyday. Usually, its the children who entertain us, not the opposite. I find the staff being soo busy until they go down with flu, coughs, fever and other illnesses. (Believe me, i know, since i have been there and done that.) I gotta applaud to them. Not only that, they had to deal with upcoming events, held especially at the end of the year. but they thrived on to finish all. Their passion for kids is their drive to go to work everyday. Kudos to them.

At the beginning of my stint, I remembered that i was exhausted. Ard 4 pm, i tried to keep awake. i did everything, from washing my face, to massaging my eyebrow area to keep awake. Alas, it was futile. So needless to say, during their tv sessions before coming home, i napped. I think the children knew that, because K2 kids were staring at me curiously. This went on and continued when Lily completed 4 days attachment. Ah... that was the best part during the attachment. At least i got a friend to chat with, and go to Causeway Point together. We normally chat about the center, the kids during the bus 695 journey. I remembered dragging our feet to Macdonalds, and eating dinner there. After that, we shopped. It strengthened our friendship more. The thought of us going to the library and going to class caused some really funny incidents. Incidents caused by fatigue. Only Allah and Lily know how they went. I would love for times like these to happen often. Unfortunately our schedules always crash.

2 bad things happened during my stint. First, the incident where a grp of naughty children secretly slipped an self explosive mini bag. We were just chatting and I falling asleep, until the bag exploded itself. A boy cried, and laughter were heard outside. All the teachers pitied the boy, coz he was sleeping at the window until he was given a rude shock. I wldn't be surprised that he develops a phobia. Both Lily and I were soooo angry at the pranksters. We closed all the windows, and somebosy said that it can happen again. True enuf, it did. This time round, the pranksters ran along the windows knocking. But they were caught by one of the staff.

Then I was tasked with conducting a storytelling session that didn't go well... I admit, the book I chose is an inappropriate book. I tried to make my voice and the tone authoritive, and I did manage to finetune on that. I did take over the class, and I gave them free expression session. Asking the children what they drew is 1 way to get closer to them We don't need to figure out what the drawings meant. We just asked them. Later, the teachers asked me to watch over their class for a moment, while they went to take water, go toilet, whatsoever. At the mid of second week, I became busy doing my learning center. The center that i chose is a Camping center. It took me time to do the campfire, the pond and the background.

Also, I toyed with many ideas to do for my lesson practicum. At first i wanted to do storytelling, then switched to art and craft, again with different ideas. I did the lesson plan last minute. Gosh.. I regretted that. How I wished that i conducted a lesson proper, but Nan proceeded to the learning center and i had to go with her. I think a kid was pissed off at me for leaving the lesson hanging in the air. Another kid that I really liked, sulked when he was not included in the lesson that I conducted. To him, I was showing favoritism. When actually I wasn't. The reason was that he was an active kid. Enuf said. They all brightened up when I bought metallic pencil cases for them. I bought 3 different kinds, and i wanted them to make choices.

Yesterday was the last day for me. I managed to keep my promise. Going all the way to Bugis to buy a royal cake chocolate truffle. Yum... I didn't know that going to Tampines was a better option than Bugis. I didn't know and I didn't ask the staff for info. It also happened that K2 graduation event was held on the same day. I get to eat Delicious banana muffin... yum... can't forget the taste. I brought out the cake last minute... they enjoyed it v much....

Yuppzz... that's it... ^^

in out, in out.... 15 Nov 06

2006-11-19T23:02:00.000+08:00

Children. My motto for them: adorable devils. They are adorable, but some of them being devils, they can really stretch your limit. The smiles on their faces, their comments, and their sadness are all shared among us along the way. Gosh. Not to mention their endless complaints. Gosh. Should I say more? Maybe not.

Meanwhile, I’m 3 more days to Sat, the final day of my practicum. I will certainly miss all the staff, who are wonderful, who make my practicum stint much more livelier and interesting... To the class N2A, Inshirah’s class, who are quite mischievous and funny, I will never forget them. I will add more, but now, I gotta concentrate on the things to do for my practicum….

reflections... or rather, ramblings. 23 Oct 06

2006-11-19T23:01:00.001+08:00

gosh... its been a while since i updated my blog here...

Tml is Syawal, the first day where we thriumph over the obstacles, and it also marked the end of the wonderful fasting month. hmm... i stayed up will 3.30 am in morning just to pray. I firmly believe that 3 - 4 am is the best hour of the night, where all your prayers will be answered. Whats more during the fasting month... ^^

Come to think of it, there is still 1 month more before my cert course officially ends. All those people whom i got close to, the rides home (its free... wakaka... ^^) , the ongoing lessons where we have to read the contents out aloud, birthday parties, the chipping in of $$ for birthday presents or the makan sessions.. whatever we took for granted will finally end. The first class that nan got close to us.. the joys and laughter. School time is the best, no matter whether it is full-time or part-time. yea.. Now I am looking forward to our Hari Raya gatherings. We have not planned any yet, but i'm sure they will do sumthing about it.

And at the snap of a finger, 2006 will end. It is a good year for us.

I am looking forward to the Dec. I desperately want to go on a holiday. If i got a friend, I grab tt person and go jalan2. Working with little breaks in between makes my soul heavy with the burden. What burden? burden = working. lol.

I still haven't fulfilled my other desire. Going to Korea. Seriously, I mean it. If i have a chance to go and study there, i will grab the chance.

Learning Korean language; been there and done that.

Planning to go to Korea on Dec 2007. Must start planning how to save...

went to changi airport to meet LUG in person!! 12 Sept 06

2006-11-19T23:01:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was the most memorable.

Last night I went to Changi Airport to see off LUG. I went there early, and went into Mini Toons to buy a gift card.

I bought it, and went to Polar Cakes to eat my dinner. (Consisted of 2 black pepper croissants, and grass jelly soy drink.) Basically I spent the remaining of my $$ at that moment.)

I sat down, and a feeling of Déjà vu overwhelmed me. I felt as if I had been there. Flashes of my dream crossed my mind. Then I realized that I had dreamed of this before. Louisa had phoned me before and asked me to watch out for LUG. I spent the time waiting and drafting a short inspiring letter to LUG. She thought that I would wait for Shinhwa only, while she intended to wait for their guest performer LUG. They arrived at the departure hall around 7 plus… They told me that they bought necklaces for everyone except for Ugi, and Louisa bought him a bracelet instead. Me? Having made a mistake on the gift card, Louisa’s sister gave me a postcard for me to write instead.

Frankly speaking, I rather wait for LUG, as the chances of meeting them are higher. We waited for a while. Louisa and others had decided to wait and sing their songs, as it would attract their attention. They prepared the mini speaker, and attached their mp3 to it.

They played the songs, and practiced for a while. Louisa’s sister and her friend went to check whether LUG had arrived or not.

10 mins later, they phoned Louisa, telling her that LUG had arrived. The rest got excited.

I told myself, “ The drama begins…”

They ran over to the counters, where we bumped into the rest.

“They are coming! They are coming! We gotta wait here!!” they whispered.

Soon after, LUG appeared. Our group literally screamed. I got ready my camera and caught them on camera. All of us grabbed the chance to go up to them and present them their presents. Louisa gave Ugi his bracelet, and he accepted them with a grateful bow. She was happy and returned the bow.

I waited for him, and just stood him in front of him smiling, waiting for my turn. He was surprised and really happy to see me. He literally smiled and accepted my postcard, again ending his greeting with a more enthusiastic bow. But I just stood there with a shocked face, blinking twice. I never really expected him to bow to me, and looking at his reaction, my brain was unable to register for a few moments.

(I also felt my postcard was nothing compared to other gifts, as they bought each member a necklace, and Ugi, a bracelet. They were better compared to mine.)

I just stared at him, and he continued looking at me for a few minutes, trying to restrain his laughter. I came out of the daze and did a small bow. I imitated a camera, asking him if we could take a picture. He said something in Korean, and Louisa understood him. He turned to his manager, who was standing in front of us.

“I’m sorry, but he can’t” he spoke to us smilingly, and his hand gently nudged us away. I saw his face a bit red and I understood at that time that he saw the whole incident.

We got the message and I turned to Louisa, returning back to our spot.

“Huh? What did he say?” I asked her.

“He said that I can’t” she translated to me. She repeated a Korean word and translated it into English... I just went oh…

We waited at our spot and the rest returned to us. They tuned up the mobile loudspeaker, and went “da… da… da..” to the music. They played LUG’s songs, and began singing along. Me? I just swayed to the music but never sing along… haha.. I unfortunately don’t have their album so I don’t have the time to memorize the lyrics.

Other people came behind the barrier and took pictures of them. Excited screams rang out when one of the members glanced at us. (I’m not going to mention who screamed continuously here though.) They disappeared behind the pillar, and continued registering at the counter. The person, whom I gave the postcard to, glanced in our direction twice and I just continued shooting the video. His friends did the same.

Their cameraman took a video of us continuously… We just ignored him and continued singing. I also took a video of him... haha… It was a bad mistake here… The moment they turned towards us, my camera died on me.

To be continued…

BBq event on 30 Aug 06

2006-11-19T23:00:00.000+08:00

Last night I went to sleep quite late.

Had a sudden meet up arrangement with my friend, Intan, and went to Bugis to shop for 2 birthday presents.

There’s a bbq event tml night, and today happens to be one of the girls’ birthday. Her name is Hajjar. The other girl is Helen, who organized the bbq party tomorrow night.

I am looking forward to the bbq event. It’s been a long time since I meet up with them. They are my good friends, even though it’s a long time since we had a gathering. (It’s like 2 or 3 times in a year?) I keep in touch with Intan, but we do go out occasionally. I have accepted the fact that u can’t expect everyone to stay and belong in a group. You got to move on.

Obstacles come and go, but still friendship ties are there. I hope I can reach there before the rest go home…

Anyway, I feel blessed for having the chance to meet them, my ITE friends, my FLTC friends. They are the best ppl u can eva haf.

2006-05-17T20:04:00.000+08:00

Facing an eye surgery next month...

Yesterday was Decision Day. I made my decision for the doc to operate on my left eye cornea. (Cornea is the clear transparent window at the front of the eye, and allows light to enter the eye.)

Operation DAte: 27 June 2006.

Two years back, I had been wearing contact lenses, and due to their uncleanliness, my left eye contracted infection, and that caused my eye to be cloudy. ( In short, my pupil turned totally white.) I had to be warded for 4 days, and my eye healed by itself progressively.

8 months before, my doc suggested the option of surgery, at that time, my eye stopped healing. What remains now is a big white scar at my cornea, where I have partially clear vision, and everything I see is in double images. (Think as if like looking at an object, and there's a shadow behind.)

Last month, my doc asked me to decide with the surgery or not. But due to busy events going on, the matter was pushed aside. My intepretation of the doc's explanation is that the damaged area is at the surface area, and didn't go all the way thru the nerve of the eye. My case is like that, having the scar at the surface area only. Since I am also young, I should be able to recover quite quickly. (based on my healing process, I had recovered quite early.)

He stressed that IF the scar touches the nerve of the eye, he had to cut all the way and this is considered very risky. Even he is afraid of the rejection of the person.

I had a consultation yesterday. This time my mom was present. When I met the doc today, he was accompanied by the other doc, who examined my eye.

my doc, lets call him Dr. J.T. He asked me whether I agreed. I said ok. He proceeded to fill out the necessary forms.

J.T explained that in the WORST SENARIO, if my cornea falls apart, J.T gotta cut thru the whole cornea and replace the whole thingy with a donated cornea. (Let me stress on this, I heard this explanation for the FIRST TIME)

By then, my heart just dropped. I had a bad feeling about this. I could tell my mom got scared.

After that, I got ot do 2 more tests. First one is to take photographs of my eyes. and the second one; to take measurements.

Before I went in the room, my mom consulted with a nurse who accompanied J.T. she told my mom in more detail. It is a MAJOR OP and considered very risky.

After the 2 tests, a nurse consulted us and told us in details...

What we are scared the most is the rejection. It matters the most whether your body can accept the donated cornea layer. If there is any complications, you must report to us immediately. you think if there is any headache or sudden worsening of vision. Usually, the graft survival (donated cornea layer) depends heavily on the early detection of the graft rejection.

My enthusiasm dropped even further. Frankly speaking, I dun think I could handle any more shocks for the day.
Discouraging, yes, but 100% honest explanation. It mentally prepared me what's the future gonna be like.

My mom got sick. By then, she shivered due to the air-con.

I had to see another assistant to hear detailed explanation of the ESTIMATED costs...

By the time I finished, we ate dinner and went home.. My mom by then got full blown fever and had her deserved rest.

She didn't tell me that she got it in the morning. she kept quiet cox she wanted to accompany me.

Key issues here (mom's point of view):

1) the danger of rejection. Whether my body can accept the donated cornea layer or not. the constant fear of having a rejection for the rest of your life. and the case of full term medication.

2) the risks involved. the possibility of replacing the whole pupil DURING the surgery.

3) whether the person's donated cornea layer (he/she had passed away) agreed. I heard ghost stories here...
I am not inclined to disclose here...

4) the caution and the length of protection that I had to undertake after the surgery.

My point of view:

1) I am WIlling to do it. I am Aware of the risks involved.

2) the surgery represented a hope for me. I certainly dun want to spend my life looking at things now..

3) Why not? my eye had been like this already. It had reached the last stage of the healing process. Why not try another option??

Guys, I am trying to make a big decision here. Hope you can advise.... Thank u.

post b'day... saturday..

2006-05-13T19:13:00.000+08:00

Sadly on the day itself, I didn't make any plans to go out or to hang out with friends..

I woke up to the sound of sms... Gary.

HE wrote the entire b'day song in a sms.. wishing me to be happy always and keep smiling!! They tot that I surely will go out.. but anyway, i didn't. Watched Tv the whole day, surfed the Internet the whole day, and just ate.

Frankly speaking, I wanted to go out and meet Gary, Millie, Helen, Intan, Hajjar, Hanrong, Helen, Steven and the rest of the whole gang. But they told me they were going over to a friend's house to do a hand-made photo album.. So, I resisted the urge to invite them out. After all, they had their own plans. I shldn't disturb them.

I missed seeing them... if my b'day was like a surprise like Hanrong's calling all the old friends and turning up unannounced, i will never forget it. But tooo bad.. it doesn't happen. Only in my dreams.

But anyway, Today I went to 4PM.. It was raining pretty heavily for a start. Thus, the rest was delayed. I was the first one to reach 4PM. Actually there were other people whom I didn't recognise in 4PM as well. I just sat in a classroom, and then proceeded to eat my lunch. Again had to eat the medicine. Yuck! Yuck!

Aden arrived and we exchanged greetings..

"Happy Birthday.. Belated." she mentioned.

Hashim arrived and the three of us, Me, Azahar and Hashim planned which content for each of us to teach. Haha.. I was the only one who wrote a lot of notes.. the rest didn't prepare anything.

The lesson started as usual.. and being the first time for physical activity, the response and the willing attitude to play was the highlight of the lesson.

Next, We held a surprise party for the mothers, since tml is a Mothers' day. We got the children to sing the mother's day song. The sight of the children running to their mothers and hugging them made me broke into a smile. You rarely see this kind of thing.

We sang the birthday song.. haha.. and Boy told the rest that we had a couple of birthdays.. yesterday and next sat..

I was like... who is that??

Boy pointed me and Mamat out.. and They sang the birthday song for both of us.. I felt a bit paiseh.. though.. again, this lifted my spirits even higher.

After eating the cakes, we proceeded to do the parent-child activity. Stringing beads together in sequence.

Had the usual singing part and had a v short debrief.

That's it..

Kak Saadah was surprised and noticed the change of hairstyle pretty quickly.

'Hey.. you changed your hairstlye.'

'Yup.. I look chubby right?' and pressed my cheeks.

'No lah.. it was cute..'

We straightaway went to Eunos CC for our LYF session.. Dropped by at the nearby hawker centre for lunch.. Me and Diana went ahead to prepare the classrooms, tidying up and whatsoever.

post b'day...

2006-05-13T19:00:00.000+08:00

Saturday. The day after my 22nd b'day. Hmm.. the saying is right: the moment you pass 21, time flies very quickly.

Let me start on Thursday. Was stressed after work. Went to the post office to register an article. At Macpherson post office. Luckily I went off at 4.30.. it closes at 5...

Went straight to Bugis for class.. Come to think of it, was quite surprised all the buses arrived at the same time. Alighted from a bus, and then boarded another.

Arrived at Bugs ard 5... went ahead to window shop for a while and wanted to buy a cap to cover my new hairstyle. My new hairstyle? GOsh... it highlighted my slightly plump cheeks. I choose a Japanese hairstyle and the retouched the base with colour again.

Went to The Edge for my usual shopping trip. then headed to Seiyu...

Bored out of my wits, went to class. When I reached there, I tot class was cancelled. It was 6.30 when Inshirah came in.. Saying Happy Birthday before sitting down. Then people started rushing in.. Kak Tuty, having to bring a lot of things, the photocopied books and the usual course notes.

She was fed up carrying all the things and brought a pretty unique paper bag to my attention.

'nah.. this is for you.'

Inshirah was like Wat?? you got to give the present at the accurate time. But the paper bag stayed where it was.

We watched the video while waiting for the pizza from Canadian Pizzas to arrive. Haha.. my birthday dinner with the class.

Sadly, my migraine started again.. Took a cup of hot water and tried to swallow the while pill. Bad mistake. It dissolved the moment it mixed with the hot water.

Juliah asked Kak Tuty for the present.. and was totally shocked when she told her that it was already been given to me. Juliah took it back..

And I had to taste the ridiculously bitter and medicinal taste. YUCK!!

Inshirah asked me..' Are you sick?'

' Yup.. My head throbs...'

The pizza came.. and we immediately went for our break. Some of them prayed, while Kak Tuty and me cut the pizzas.

We straightaway ate them.. yummy! Then Juliah gave me the present.. I read the card.. my spirits just lifted up..

There's this effect of reading a b'day card... so nice of them!!

All of them were asking me to open up the present.. Kak Tuty asked me to just tear the wrapping paper away. When I finally revealed the present, it was Water Kenzo Perfume!!

I was just bowled away.. coz it neva occurred to me that they would buy this.

Frankly speaking, I had been using this pefume and still like the scent.. and what they gave me is a Bigger Version of the perfume... haha..

Anyway, Nan also gave me another present.. woah.. I opened it up.. another Perfume!! THis time around, it was a frutiy smell. I like!!

I continued eating.. Juliah suddenly pointed out that they haven't sung the birthday song.. Coz we were all soo busy eating the pizzas. They started singing the birthday song... and I just broke into a smile. the feeling is just pleasurable and unforgettable.

We resumed the lesson again... It was a wonderful b'day present for me...

continuation.....

2006-05-09T20:19:00.000+08:00

After I came back home, I rested for a while. But my work is not done yet. I haf yet to prepare for the upcoming 3M session for tomorrow. After 20 mins of deserved rest, I began to search for that yellow file. I searched. and searched again.

Panic came in... I remembered I put it inside the black bag I was carrying at that time. I even called up Shafiq P, and he confirmed my memory.

~10 minutes later~

Darn it. Argh.. forget it. Might as well solve the problem facing me now. How to contribute?? What can I do now?

I looked at the purple notebook. I jotted down some notes during the observation lesson I attended with Diana. Ok. I just have to rewrite my notes. That's the best I could do. And I will do it tomorrow.

The next day, I woke up. Gosh... it's been a long time since I slept that late on a Sat morn. I must make more free time for me more often.

Did the usual routine things and focussed on my pending work. Since I am a Accountant... *ahem* I gotta prepare sum docs b4 putting all those cheques into the bank.. muahaha...

Then I focussed on 3M work. I wrote down all those points. Then I applied an idea which I had been playing around in my mind. Tips or different methods to teach Children maths.

Well, at least if Hashim and Azahar did use those points, then I got the tips to back up on. I have a hunch that it will happen.

I went to SQI, bac to my old office in NP. By the time I stepped in, Iris told me that those cheques were ready. I sat down, checked all those cheques, and prepared mine for banking. Woohooo.. they will process it by Tues...

Anyway, I went straight to Eunos CC, where we usually hold the 3M sessions, the parents and the children. I told Asryna that I might be coming late, coz I estimated I be leaving out of the office by 1 plus....

Again, I overestimated the journey time. By the time I took the bus 52 to CLementi MRT, it was pouring. I couldn't remember the journey. Blasting the music out loud, I read a book that I always brought with me. By the time i stepped my foot inside the room, it was exactly 2.30 pm. Gee.. Not late I guess. Just Punctual... duh..

All of us crowded together to discuss on what we wanted to touch on about. I spoke up, telling them that I misplaced my file, but I did make my own notes about it. What I really needed to do was to make sure that my own notes tallied with the rest. Diana looked through it, and pointed out they were the same.

THe lesson started, with Hashim going through the notes. As time passed, he went through the notes, and spoke about the key points. But they were written down in my own notes. So the moment they talked about it, I had no choice but to use other key points that they didn't use. In the end, ALL of them were used.

I had an uneasy feeling. To me, I wanted to contribute to the lesson. But I couldn't just repeat what they said earlier. So my hunch was correct. The only thing to do was to use my idea. When nearing the end of the lesson, I brought my tips along. Hashim knew what I wanted to do and suggested me to recap the whole lesson. Thanks to him, I did manage to do that. And I spoke about the tips.

Diana and HAshim had to go early, and did not attend the briefing. We finished the session as usual, and headed back to 4PM. I rested for a while and headed into the meeting room to post all those cheques. All those cheques were confidential. They present the financial status of SQI International Pte Ltd.

I wrote the trainers' addresses, before I heard peeps bellowing out..

'Debrief!! Debrief!!' Fadzly found me packing my things and knocked on the door, motioning me to hurry up.

I rushed into the Staff's room, and they were all sitting around. I leant against the table. Briefing started...

It was fun though, the briefing. There's lots of fun, and laughter. We zeroed in to the keypoints and made suggestions to improve the session.

We shared and read out the feedback forms from the parents. We received a lot of good feedbacks though, and Hashim's name was highlighted in some of the forms though, thus giving us the impression that he is a good trainer.

I agree with them. Hashim IS a good trainer, having all those experiences and ideas that he shared with the parents, had his own way to connect to the audience... but most of all, he is fluent in Malay. It is an asset for him coz me and Azahar couldn't speak Malay as well as him.

Of course the rest of us were highlighted as well. After all those feedback, Boy was interested in joining the next phrase.

I pointed out that if you want to teach the parents, then you must be fluent in Malay. Coz both me and Azahar did struggle to speak in malay.

Azahar feedback to them on what we did. But I haf to give credit to Azahar. His style of teaching is to use practical questions and from there he reinforced those keypoints. But I sincerely hope that all of us will do our part and prepare for the next session. Blow the parents away!!

Friday night.... 28/4/2006

2006-05-02T00:14:00.000+08:00

wow... come to think of it, i had been busy doing several things at the same time.

Last friday is my night class exam. Certificate of Early Childhood Education. Exam of Module 2, Child development.

For your info, Nan, my lecturer for my class, helped us so much. She gave us the exact question papers and made time for us to run through the qns.

but then again, we cannot just memorise the answers. We need to read thru the course notes for further understanding.

I started revising for the exam about four weeks ago. Started by reading the information related to the questions. I always have 1.5 hours of journey time to kill before arriving at work in Aljunied, so I made sure i read the notes which I selected for my daily morning reading.

Frankly speaking, I wasn't sure whether my mind could absorb all those key points just by reading. During one of the weekends, I tested my knowledge by doing the questions. I realised that i couldn't answer the essay qns. I made a mind-mapping of the answers in colours. (haha.. when my classmates spotted it, they were seriously FREAKED out. They looked at it by the whole picture, and its kinda confusing for them. And they told me to put it away...) I just kept on laughing after seeing their reactions.. heehee.. so bad of me...

After that newly discovered flaw, i practised my answers repeatedly. With the answers and the question kept in view, I eventually saw the link between the answers and the questions. The more I practised writing for the questions, the more i saw and understood the link.

I tried to help out my classmates who tried their best to study for the exams. Expecially Lily. She was really stressed out on the day itself. She couldn't remember the answers for the questions, so I suggested to her that she practise the answers like me.

She replied back later that she still couldn't remember. I advised her to write the answers with the previous answers and the questions in view. TI told her what I discovered.

2 hours later, she STILL told me she hadn't got it. Then I told her that she need a break. She was too stressed!

During the exam, I could see her writing her draft answers. the moment she finished and left the exam room before me, i felt the satisfaction of helping her.

After the exam, me, Kak Tuty with her husband, Juliah, Kak Khatijah, Julita came to the hawker centre for the planned makan session.

We ordered some dishes.. mee goreng thai, mee siam goreng, murtabak, roti john cheese and mushroom. The roti john cheese and mushroom tasted surprisingly good. I never regretted eating it. We chatted a lot, about the future assignments >_____< and others. Finally we went home, with our stomachs full and wanting to rest.

a powerful discovery I made today....

2006-04-02T00:22:00.000+08:00

A powerful discovery that I made today...

Last Wednesday I managed to talk to Sarah, one of my good friends and also my confidante.

We updated each other on our lives. She, married and recently gave birth to a princess, while I busied myself with work and part-time studying.

She was happy that I joined this childcare course. and I told her that its better I joined this course rather than I sit sround doing nothing.

"when i think it over I realized that God wanted me to join this course"

"Interesting Statement.. y do you say that?"

I told her the whole story then. she recommended me to read up on this book secrets of a loving r/s... it is a good read.

when I went over to bugis outlet, they unfortunately do not sell this book. The same goes for the Ngee Ann outlet.

in the end, I bought a book that caught my eye... ' Women who love too much' I read it during the journey home, and i was too engrossed in it.

Stories about women who had traumatised chilhoods on every situation, and every case is analysed.

When i read over this story about a lady who had to handle a divorce as a young age, it gripped and touched me at my heart because a similar situation happened to me.

I felt an urge to cry and my brain recalled the events that happened last year. Some of the factors are also due to my childhood, because it definitely contributed to the r/s.

the lady in the story also did what I did, and it hit me in the eye. I had to know myself better and my faults, so that I can be betta in another r/s.

as i read on, i became more determined to know myself more before hurting another person in my life. I must learn my faults and correct it before I get the same situation again.

my prayer; to know my weaknesses and change them into strengths.

Recently 3 guys almost called me everyday and to make me chitchat with them. their intention is to pyscho me into entering a r/s with them.

but I feel happy right now and dun wish and dun see the need to rush into another r/s. because for me, I rather be happy single than to handle a similar situation again.

I will talk to you again... but for now, let's be happy!!

Hida's chalet

2006-03-12T19:05:00.000+08:00

On friday night, Hida's chalet was held at Chevron. I went back from the office around 6, and reached home at 7.30 pm. Not surprising though, cos my workplace is at aljunied. Hmmm....

So I reached there around 8 plus.. When I called Hida and went into the room, I found Hida, Yiwei, Mai, Yaya, Fanin, Rozi, Hariz watching the American Idol.

I gulped down coke, and finished off a few satay sticks and chicken wing. Som time later, others wandered off to the barbecue, remaining me, yaya, Hariz and two others which I forgot their name.

We chatted further to update each other about our lives. Yaya and her friend went home around 10 pm, and left me and Hariz.

We chatted some more, before Fanin went in to join us. I can't believe that Fanin forgot my name... haha..

The subject of exes came up. I was shocked when Fanin told his story to us.. Gosh..

2006-03-04T18:22:00.000+08:00

Going over to SQII..

There have been a lot of events going on in SQI. A lot of stress, a lot of preparation for the upcoming big event.

My decision on going to SQII is based on a lot of factors. Factors that I won't indulge here.

Mr Sim gave me a second chance. A chance to build up my planning skills, project management, teamwork, and also better communication. He told me that he would send me to improve my speaking communication skills.

Frankly speaking, I told Mr Sim about the reasons that frustrates me so much.

He noticed that I am good in writing, but not speaking. That's the problem that I am facing. Thus I am also quiet when doing my work.. haha.. I like to focus on my work, so if there is any distractions, its difficult for me.

In SQI, there is no staff training. There is so much work load for all of us and there's no time for us to go for any one.

we have just reorganised, archived our overall filing system. Next, there should be inventory control.

I have to update the status of Membership cases and courses. Good or bad, I have to disclose them.

did Project at Inshirah hse..

2006-02-05T19:20:00.000+08:00

For this week, i woke up early everyday, even for sunday. Pretty tired, but at least I got something to do, to focus my mind on this. Was planned earlier to go to Inshirah's house today, and I did. Brought the peaches and the required info on the peaches and supposedly blueberries.

Nearly got the blueberries in Cold Storage, but the attendant told me that the product was spoiled, thus the whole batch was rejected.

Replaced it with red grapes, and which reminds me, I need to buy more peaches and red grapes, preferably seedless ones.

We experimented the recipe, and it turned out to be a success. We also tried doing our yogurt drink, the normal yogurt plus sliced banana.

We dumped banana, yogurt and also ice plus iced water into the blender and rocked the kitchen down. Both recipes tasted fantastic, and we are soooo proud of ourselves.

The deadline will be this Thursday, so we got to have everything done by Wednesday.
The lesson plan will be discussed on Wed nite, and I will have to burn the midnight oil to type it. Meanwhile, Inshirah agreed to do the posters.

When we cleaned up the kitchen, I immediately left, and forgot about the notebooks I placed in the kitchen.. Hmm.. Typical of me.

Stayed in Northpoint to see any copies of Double Score drama series being sold. I especially wanted the copy with English Subtitles. But so far, I haven't got the copy yet.

How come so few titles only got English subtitles??!! Why not Double Score??

Wah!!!

Stayed around to play arcade as usual, but now, my interest will be playing the House of the Dead 4. Frankly speaking, I did play before, but when seeing the ugly, but to mention down right gross physical features of the enermies, I felt squeamish and couldn't focus.

But when I saw siblings playing with each other, they are soo good till a crowd gathered to watch the drama.

That's it for now..

Rediscovered my passion..

2006-02-04T23:24:00.000+08:00

Today turned out to be a day with events of mixed reactions, both happy and sad.

Yesterday headed to the Clementi Polyclinic to treat my oil burn on my right arm. Waited till 2 hrs for my turn. Meanwhile, grabbed the chance to read my book and listening to my new found fave band of the moment: The Gospellers.

Gospellers are a band of Japanese veteran singers who lent their voices to a beautiful world of R&B and Soul. Actually, I wanted to buy Oshio's new album, but was taken aback when the staggering price of 72 bucks caught my eye at HMV Orchard.
Gospellers 10th Anniversary album then found its way into my hands, and I listened to it. The first accapella song got me hooked, and I debated for a few minutes.

Btw, found out that Oshio's album was Imported directly from Japan, thus the staggering price. But I surfed the net and found the same album selling at HALF of the price.. Needless to say, I bought it.

Highlighted my hair. Went into the salon ard 7pm.. and went out by 10 pm..

I was torn whether to take the blonde highlights or copper red highlights. When I heard the blonde ones will be washed out after 10 washes, I adruptly changed my mind.

The base colour is mahogany brown or sumting like that.. then the highlights are copper red. The intensity is brighter than I expected, though.

Okie, the story went for a detour for a while. Back to today..

Concentrated on doing the most major work. Then found some of the docs that I needed to find. Left office at sharply 1.05 pm.

Met Diana (RSP) at Hougang MRT Station... Btw, she is the latest member to be welcomed into the RSP family. and guess what? she happened to be my junior! She recognised me to be her senior when I was in NPCC.. but I actually dun recall at all.. Ironic, huh?

Went to Punggol CC first, and found ourselves in the wrong place for the 3M traning session. The place is supposed to be Punggol Park CC. We walked down the road, trying to figure out where is the place. Had the intention of not attending the class, but we reached it, and again, stepped into the wrong classroom.

We are supposed to attend the session for parents, but we ended up being surrounded by kids. Lovely kids, coming from all sizes, different background and different races.

My heart was stolen when I spotted this child, her facial features are totally chinese, and wearing a red cheongsam, fitted to her size. She didn't join the class, just running around but not creating noise.

There are some children who are totally lovely, and their radiant smiles just lifted my spirit, eased the 'burden' off my shoulders. This experience reinforces the fact that I'm in this early childcare industry for the long haul. I found what I really, realy liked. THe people connection, the trust you gain with the child.. it's fantastic!

Chatted, gushed and remembering all the moments that we spent with them... Kids, they are so innocent. HE made way the path for me.. I chose to be in this because I love kids, but also trust in His decision.

Looking forward to the day when I can finally go for teaching sessions.

Right now, for this week, gotta endure for a while because the schedule is tight... Juggling work and school, doing project and this 3M session. But I know I will finish all of these, and do all the things with the my effort.

2006-01-30T21:00:00.001+08:00

Angelic, doesn't he?

2006-01-30T21:00:00.000+08:00

You rawk my world!!

2006-01-30T20:59:00.001+08:00

meditating or resting??

2006-01-30T20:59:00.000+08:00

Oshio Manabu..

2006-01-30T20:58:00.000+08:00

looks different here..

2006-01-30T20:57:00.000+08:00

paiseh.. see here..

2006-01-30T20:56:00.000+08:00

Falling in love with this pose...

2006-01-30T20:55:00.000+08:00

Arh... that gorgeous smile!

2006-01-30T20:53:00.000+08:00

My Hero..

2006-01-30T20:52:00.001+08:00

More pictures of Oshio.. Gosh..

2006-01-30T20:52:00.000+08:00

Drollworthy..

Watching Double Score.. again and again..

2006-01-30T19:43:00.000+08:00

To all the Chinese friends of mine, Happy Chinese new Year!

Well, what did I do to spend my time wasting all the wee hours of the hols?

To start, watching reruns of Double Score drama that I've taped and falling in love with Oshio Manabu again.

Hmm... Speaking of Oshio.. I surfed the net just now and found that there's news of him announcing to quit the showbiz industry and focussing on his music. It came as a huge surprise to me, cos he is incredibly talented and suaike when acting... (I like his cool demeanor..)

I read he could be quite roguish, but he is incredibly romantic and charming to all the ladies. He's been known to open doors for the ladies, make drinks and give spare blankets to his female co-stars. Hmm... I dun mid having a guy like that..

But since he announced that bad news, I've been trying to get his final drama or movie. Spotted his new album online.. Gotta head to HMV to get his album.. The only thing I could do is buy and hear his music, and watch his dramas.. Where to find??

Yesterday watched Sembilu 2005 and Paheli ( a Hindustan film)

Sembilu 2005 is a sad tale about 2 teenage lovers being forced to separate, due to their race and skin colour, but also to the school's and parents' objections. Here, Vince portrayed himself as a loverboy, having lost his friendship over a gurl.

Almost cried over the sad ending.

For Paheli, Shah Ruh Khan portrayed himself as 2 characters: one as a weak but obliging son who had to leave his newly wedded wife to expand the family business. Second is the passionate, and truly adores his 'wife'.
I find the ghost character as an entertaining person. Blindly in love with the wife, making her happy and cherishing her, but most of all, never fail to keep his promise.. Hmm.. ohlala!

Suria and Arts Central has truly entertained me..

In the morning, I tried to fry chicken.. but ended up getting my right arm burned by the hot oil. Naturally, if there are 2 big dots of oil landing on your arm, you will wipe them off at the back. I did that, and njured my skin. becum more worse.

graduation ceremony 2006.

2006-01-13T23:24:00.000+08:00

today was graduation day for me.

I started the day with the usual routine of preparing for work. Since today I'm going to Sheraton Hotel, I might as well dress up. After much thinking, I decided to long striped pale pink mants, beige boatneck and my suit. I wld be heading to my Chairman's office by the way. I got up extra early for the certs to be signed. (there was last minute changes)

I reached Singapore Technologies Electronics Ltd at 8.20 am. Waited for the receptionist to arrive.
As soon as she did, she asked me to call Ms Lee Keng myself. I did, and got the signed certs immediately.

When I went out of the house, I only remembered that the most important thing to bring along is the certs. But, they are only secondary to the digital camera I borrowed from my uncle. So I had to detour back to my house to bring it. Funny I only tot of bringing the certs.

Had a scolding from my boss about this. But I dun care. If I dun bring the camera, then y I borrow from my uncle in the first place..?

Had a meeting about graduation, briefed everybody about their job roles, and did our best to cover the sudden hiccups. The moment I sat down at my workplace, I just kept working continuously. the only rest I had is when i went down to buy a drink.

After a morning of heated discussions, everyone of us pulling long face, angry with the person who caused it all. All of us faced obstacles one and another, and each of us had our ways of dealing with them.

Headed to Sheraton Towers Singapore at 4.30 pm. Stopped by at 6th Avenue to buy snacks.

When we came to Sheraton Towers Singapore, I was shocked that combined ballrooms 1 & 2 are soooo small!! The tables are cramped together!!

Frankly speaking, the first graduation event was at Orchard Hotel. It seemed to be bigger because the dining tables had sets of 10. Everything was laid out nicely. Everything was prepared. We just had to do our things.

But as I went on to do labeling, time passed quickly and soon, it was time the participants arrived. Then I rushed to do the work, and boss ordered us around. I was very tensed at that time, and ran in and out of the ballroom several times. Before the hall and the stage, there are dining tables. There are some hotel people standing around, all smartly dressed and ready for action. Most of the waiters are malay.

My colleague, Azean has a really sharp eye and caught me glancing at them.. (Didn't realize that I wasn't discreet.)

When I was helping a malay guy install the banner, or just holding one end of it, he started taping the top with a black scotch tape. I asked him. Why don't use the string? He replied there's nothing to tie to. So came along this person who asked the banner guy what is he doing. They exchanged a funnie conversation. He came nearer to the stage. I actually asked him to help me hold my end then i cabut..! haha.. naughty..

There's something about this guy. He is tall, fair, has coloured hair, and had a chinese look. He had small almond shaped eyes. He's mixed.

My colleague, Azean has a really sharp eye and caught me glancing at him.. (Didn't realize that I wasn't discreet.)

When he came in and out of the kitchen, doing his rounds as usual, he's the type who moves silently.

When dinner time came, I sat down with Azean to eat. Later I stopped midst to take pics. (Couldn't help myself.)

Went around the tables to take group pics of students. I received requests to email the pics.(but the preparation work is terrible.) Had the most fun mingling with CQM 9 intake class. The class was noisy, good rapport with the rest, lots of laughter and jokes around. They even teased me, giving me shock of my life. I became very close to them.. haha.. The second class would be CRE 15th Intake. Hmm.. the same as above..

I believed that having worked together as a team, overcoming some hiccups along the way, all bonded us closer. I think that working together helps us to find out our weakness and strengths.

I have really enjoyed myself. I even became siao, thanks to the infectious Azean. Joking and laughing with each other, teasing people. Making people happy, enjoying every moment of the night.
Gary (CRE 15) invited me along to go for a drink around Newton area with the rest of the class, but alas, I couldn't. How I wished I could, but had to stay back until the whole event ends.

Time ticked away.. When I went outside, there were two malay guys, one tall and the other short.. Again, the tall guy (this time different) hovered around the buffet set. Michael Pang went to the durian custard puff and ordered him to take away the whole set. Kumaran stayed back to chat with me. He told me that it is best to take away the food. But they won't be held responsible if anything happens to us.

Again, Azean's sharp eyesight caught my eyes wandering again. Hmm.. Indirectly I was having a ball of my time checking people out. Gosh.. it's really nice.. hehe.. But too bad I couldn't get to pose with all of them. only with the F&B manager, Mr Kumaran. I also dun have the guts to ask dem oso..

The people started packing up. Most of the chairs and stage are already cleared when I suddenly remembered about our bags. Ran to the stage and went to the right side of it. One of the guys came to me, and asked me what happened. I told him our bags are under the table.

He climbed up the stage.

I followed suit. There wasn't any stairs to help me, but I managed all the same.

He lifted the skirting of the table and true enough, all the bags are there.

He instructed one guy to bring the stairs over, while I was busy gathering all the bags together.

Spent some time taking pictures. The interiors are soo nice, its awesome!

The dining tables looked like sushi when viewed from a storey earlier. Took 2 pictures of those..

Rested at the bench while Azean smoked her cig.. and browsed through the pictures in the cameras. Her boyfriend called her, and they had their usual little quarrels.. the things couples do..

Iris went to Orchard Hotel to meet her boyfriend... I tot that she would be shacked, but was surprised she still had the energy to hang around.

Azean shared a cab with me.. It turned out the cab fee is 17 bucks.. muahaha.. boss tot that he could reduce cost.. skali tebalik..

Starting a new year. with WORKING Internet connection!

2006-01-08T15:27:00.000+08:00

Woohoo!

Happy that this internet problem is solved.. all those late nights be gone, forever!
For the first time in 2006, this will be a great year!

New Year comes with new opportunities and challenges. For me, I'm just happy that I can do my research online at the comfort of my home.

Went down with a cough, fever, sore throat and also running nose recently. What to do? They came all in a package.

Right now my fave song currently is Jesnita, by Exists. Playing out loud in my room while outside rained heavily.

Other songs such as U raise me up by Westlife.. wow. Didn't guess before that they sung this inspirational song.. Last night MTV featured a series of Westlife music videos, new and old. I got to sing along with them despite my weak vocals... haha..

Yesterday met Intan. Millie told me she changed. That left me wondering, but only now I realised HOW much ytd. She sported a new look, much more feminine and prettier.

I wanna change myself. How? Let me figure that out..

Can't wait for tml. Tml will start volunteering at YMCA for these global exchange. South Korean students will be coming down to Singapore and we, volunteers at YMCA will be showing them around Singapore..

The walk will start around 2.30 pm.. Gotta rush down from work straight after 1pm.

As for 4PM, I will continue volunteering, but for now, I got 3 New Year Resolutions to keep and maintain them...

But I won't disclose them.. Ciao!

Aizz... Tried to concentrate on my assignment, but I can't. The medicine I took for running nose made me drowsy.. Darned it.

Got news from my friend that she's getting engaged. Been busy with the preparations and told me how it went. Hmm.. come to think about it, I was the only single person in my classroom. All my classmates either belong to the attached and engaged, engaged and going to marry, marry and starting a third member, or even married, having a third member, and entering a new phrase of life.

Confused? you decide for yourself.

as for me, I just wait for the right person to come into my life.

2005-10-14T20:50:00.000+08:00

Diary.

Well, I guess that October 12 is the end of our relationship. The sadness, the hurt, the burden is off my shoulders. When I received the sms from you, my gut feeling told me that I’m gonna be sad later. True enough, it happened.

When you turned around, my feelings for you rose inside me, overwhelming me. My heart jumped when I saw you. I was so filled with relief. I tot everything is going to be fine.

I have neva loved you as much as I have at that time. You looked more handsome than ever with your new specs, and I was about to say that.

But you killed that moment by abruptly giving me my things back. I was struck numb, blessedly... I just looked away, feeling that I want to burst out and cry. But surprisingly, I never let my tears roll down in front of you.

Those minutes passed were the most heart wrenching moments of my life.

You went silent, knowing my face showed signs of deject and sadness. I refused to look at you coz I know I’m shaking my head continuously.

You took my hand, and held it gently.

You explained in a gentle tone.

You mentioned an incident that we had in the past, during you brought a sleeping mat and I told you that ppl wouldn’t agree on us being together. This relationship isn’t going to last and we got together at the wrong time. You realized that they are right.

I asked you why.

You explained the reason why you didnt sms me, or return my calls. You were pining for your previous love, and you used me to numb the pain. It was infatuation in the beginning, and nothing more.

You even mentioned fathul’s name when he asked you whether you loved me or not. If you do, you would return my calls. That set you thinking seriously. Then you realized you didn’t love me at all.

From that moment onwards, I understood the whole thing. Finally I got the answer why to the problem that is causing me so much frustration and pain.

With that fact in mind, I began to think. I realized dragging on this relationship is useless coz it only brought both of us pain, and nothing else.

You even consoled me, telling me that I am pretty, and easily find guys better than you.

You hoped that we could end this on a good note, and still stay as good friends, and mentioned that it was the best year we ever had.

You waited for a long time for me to answer, and you looked at me repeatedly.

With a sigh, I nodded my agreement. Ending this relationship is for the best for both of us.

Then you had to go, saying that It was late and you will have to walk home again.

You stood up, kissed me on the forehead and patted me on the head gently.

You went ahead, and I gathered my things. I said my last goodbye to you, and you acknowledged it.

I turned to walk off. For the first time in my life, I never felt so peaceful.

I already know that this is going to end, and I accepted the fact.

I never knew you could still carry around a lot of pain, I never knew that you are still pining over the previous love. I never knew you loved a person so much that you are still carrying the burden up to now. You never told me all these from the beginning.

Because I know now, the person in your heart isn’t me, but that lucky girl. I was never meant to fill that space inside your heart. I still love you so much, but I can only let you go.

But for me, I’m just glad that I met you, and became your girlfriend. I know that I won’t ever live with the regret, wondering what would happen if I never took that first step.

Now as I penny down my thoughts, my feelings, and try to recall the whole scene again, I feel organized and calm, coz this diary entry conveys the wholesome message that I want people to understand.

you need to learn the truth, understand it and accept the fact. Only then you can recover, and move on with your life.

I am moving on.

Adilla.

The calm after the storm..

2005-09-01T20:53:00.000+08:00

Had to work overtime quite recently. When I looked at the my attendance sheet, I had accumulated a lot of hours. I predict will do some more OT. Last tuesday night, I had to arrange for a night seminar, "Latest updates of Innovation and Quality Circles (IQCs) in Singapore. Ihad fun though. For the first time, this speaker kept grabbing our attention, and all of us laughed throughout the session. Azean (or Yan, as we affectionally call her,) made my work fun. Overall, the experience is a pleasant one, with Mr Tan Kheok Juay kept us laughing and the funnie cartoons being shown on the slides are fun. The food is not enough, and we almost had full house of participants.

I was told to get fun pictures, catching them unnoticed. We did, with the person staring into space. The next one was a guy pointing into space..

When the session ended, there is a funny story waiting for us to happen. We walked out of Times Educational Services Pte Ltd and into an area where pubs were located. Seeing other people drinking and having the time of their lives..

Decided to wait for a taxi.. Waited for 15 mins, got frustrated, and ran to the other side of the road. Did the same again, and retreated to the bus stop in front of us.

Boarded bus 143 initially, and along the way, it stopped at Harbour Front. Yan, on impulse, asked me whether I wanted to alight there and take a taxi. I did, and found ourselves standing again. From far, we spotted a taxi coming towards us. I was in a slumber mood at that time. I said weakly to Yan, ' there's a taxi.. catch it..'

She flagged her hand as hard as she could, but, being dressed all in black, the taxi driver couldn't spot us. Just then, a taxi zoomed past us, attracting our attention.
Yan's face whipped to the right, and she flagged madly to catch him. It stopped, and we gog in, laughing uncontrollably. Both of us were looking at the left, and didn't bother looking the other way..

I think without her, I would have lost my energy to do my work. She pointed out that your colleagues make your work pass faster, and makes it enjoyable.

Her sunny attitude and her talkative nature had us laughing nonstop for the day. She told jokes, did her work. She is a true enigma. SQI Office had never been livelier without her.

Once, I brought in the papers, with the intention to read it. She asked me, Dilla, you want to find another work? Dun lah.. Stay with me.. Work with me for a longer time..

I kept looking at the screen, but I was touched after what she said. When I had the time, I thought over things and realised I had to change my attitude. From now onwards, I must do it. Earn the respect of others.

Now, to my next topic, I celebrated Hajjar's birthday. I went out of office on the dot. Reached City hall a few minutes later. I went towards Marina Square Long John Silver in a bad mood. When I reached it, it subsided. I began to chat with her, an she showed me the pix she took in Sentosa with Targa and Tiffany.. I had to admit the pix are nice, and damn clear (Mind you, 6 mega pixels) Everyone looked like a model in those..

Hajjar requested to go to Esplanade ( on the roof). I felt my left foot hurting again, and it came to a point where I dragged my feet along just to lessen the pain. 2 whole days of walking is more than enough for me.. haix.. Had to go back quite early coz I was totally shacked from the activities for the past 2 days. I went back and slept late after the seminar. Woke up early for work the next day..

Looking back, i regret not spending more time with her, but I couldn't take it anymore. Gotta go before I collapse..

Just noe bumped into 2 people.. I happen to reach Jurong East MRT and waited for the middle train to appear, then I spotted Munirah. She is still the same person I know, and she cut her hair short with a bob. We chatted about the rest, and updated each other on what we had been doing all the while..

We stopped together on CCK Mrt, and we exchanged numbers. Hope to keep in touch with her. As I walked past the bus stop opposite Lot 1, I bumped into a familiar person. Amir, my NPCC senior. He was walking his familiar stride of his, and I was staring into space when I spotted him. Took a double take when he walked past, giving me a barely concealed delirious joy in his smile.

I grinned at him back, but too bad.. we didn't exchange numbers. Drat it.

But Faisal still rocks my world..

2nite event..

2005-08-28T21:57:00.000+08:00

I finally trimmed my hair!! Gosh the whole experience is pleasant.. I will remember the hair stylist and come to her again. When it is time for me to cut my hair, all I wanted is to trim it. I am happy with the curls and the hairstyle (a bob but with curls instead of straight hair)

But due to previous experiences, younger and managerial hairstylist insisted me to straighten my hair. But I refused, and the result is a bad haircut. The reason why I wanted to keep my curly hair is because I am totally SICK of rebonded hair. You only get the results for a matter of a few months, then the nightmare comes in. Coz I was born with frizzy hair, and I experimented with lots of shampoos which damaged my hair further. SO the only desperate attempt is to rebond it.

When I bought myself a Keratese' hair mask in KL, it was the heavenly answer to all my mane problems. My hair turned out to be straight from the roots, but along the way, it twisted itself into large, defined curls. And the funny thing is, I never knew I was born with that kind of hair. (And it happened to be my dream hairstyle)

24 August 2005 event..

2005-08-24T21:48:00.000+08:00

Yesterday is a great day for me to cherish.

I went out on a half day to claim my Saturday off. So I decided to go to Downtown East to see what's happening. We went there alright, but I was so shocked when the place is literally empty, and its only we ventured further that we spotted some people. I believe half an hour later we went out of the place. I even said I regretted going there. He was quite surprised the moment I suggested it. On our way to PAsir Ris Mrt, we walked along the road, chitchatting along the way. I kept mentioning I should go for suntanning, and held up my arms to prove my point.

"See, my ams are so fair.."

"And I am so fried." came his retort.

"You are ok.."

"No, it isn't. It come to a point where my fairness is tooo noticeable."

"MAybe the next time we should go to Sentosa and you can do your suntanning.

"And we bring a tent along."

He disagreed that we needed to be hassle-free to enjoy ourselves. and I pointed out unless if we have transport.

My left arm, still clasped to his, went slightly to the back. He took the hint and wrapped his arm around it. We reached Pasir Ris MRT and I found myself being overwhelmed, having a case of deja vu.

Soon, we stopped by at the mall and shopped around for a while. I bought some hairbands, and tied my longish wavy hair up. Its time for me to desperately trim my hair. I missed my curls.

When we sat down in the two seats, we decided to go to Town. We went quiet, being tired from all the walking. From Bedok onwards, he enclosed me in a hug, kissing my left temple several times. I played around with him, enclosing his nose, pinching his cheeks the most. I smiled, and felt loved. This is the first time he had kissed me like that. I rested my head against his chest for a while.

We headed for town. For a moment I tot of going up the escalators, for our destination would be City Hall. But to my surprise, he asked me 'where am I going?'

We are going to Orchard, and we switched trains. It was packed when we came in, so I grabbed the chance to cuddle up to him. I cherished every moment I got to hug him.
All the while he reminded me of my fave pillow; the more I hug, the more I miss it the moment I got off the bed.

Strange analogy, isn't it?

Our theme for the day was just to follow people around; go the way where the road take us.

We walked around form Orchard MRT to PS. Grabbed a drink to prepare myself for the long walking journey ahead. So we headed to Seven 11 in front of Ngee Ann City. I browsed through the drinks. A yellow glass bottle caught my eye and being curious, I picked it up. I scanned the cover...

"Erm.. dear? That's beer." Faisal said in an uncomfortable tone.

I held it for a while, and put it down. I selected another drink and paid for it.

Sipping the drink along the way, we dragged our feet along the loonnnggg stretch of Orchard Road.

Faisal blew bubbles, and one happened to float in front of my face. I dodged it with much chagrin. the second one came, but it burst before it reached me. He guffawed when he saw my face turn into several expressions: blur (looking at the buildings at that time) surprised, then my attention sharply cuaght on the bubble (Wondering why is there one floating in front of me) disgusted (trying to dodge it.) and lastly resigned.

We played Time Crisis in PS, window shopped around PS. So when dusk set in, he led me to Somerset MRT and sent me home. We parted ways as usual, then he hugged me. I believe that it is another step to our farewell greetings.

2005-08-20T10:31:00.000+08:00

Chairman of Singapore Quality Institute (Mr Wee Siew Kim)

Tired out..

2005-08-16T23:05:00.000+08:00

Went home after shopping at Suntec City.. Bought myself a black seamless jacket and earring plus bracelet.. Just the night before hung out with Hajjar and window shopped for a while.. She bought her jacket for her workplace.. She doesn't work as the ticketing officer, right now as a Data entry a hotel.. Forgot the name.

My mind was immediately focussed on the jacket. Buttonless, with 3 small hooks to pin the front together, I made up my mind to buy it. Usual Price is at $79.00, but since Iora is having her promotion, I got it for S$49.00. What a deal! Thanks Hajjar!! Lurve u lots!

I had to buy it for the upcoming Graduation event in jan 2006. Since it will be held in Orchard hotel, our attire will be very formal. I know that''s still 4 more months to go, but hey, gotta grab the chance to buy it first.

As for the earrings, I tot of browsing them only, but spotted a pair that I really liked. Since the small shop had just opened and again having a sale, I got 2 same pair of earrings and a big metallic bracelet. (One for me, one for my sis..)

Going to see Faisal tml. I nearly forgot I am supposed to take half day tml. Been a long time being cooped up at home and wondering when I can go out.. Freedom!

When I headed to Suntec City by CityLink, standing on the escalator. I zoned out as usual. But somebody caught my eye at the last moment. It was Juraimi, my ex NPCC senior. I used to have a big crush on him during secondary school days. His face still hasn't changed. Only he has slightly longish hair. Would lurve to come up to him and chat for a while.. but alas, the opportunity slipped through my fingers. He had been staring at me for quite a while before viceversa.

Bumped into a really handsome guy in Chua Chu Kang LRT. Big eyes, dark skin (baby face) and decked out in white shirt and tie, he looked rather dashing in his attire. I glanced at him twice, and for a moment I thought he was Fanin. He stood behind me in the train. he gave me some leeway when I reached my stop, but the lazy bums didn't move aside for me in time. I had to be delayed to another stop. I slapped my forehead in resignation. I saw his reflection smiling. He searched around for another person in the train 5 mins before I went out.

Darn.. That's my weakness. I'm a sucker for guys wearing formal attire. Makes me go ga ga when I see them. Especially malay guys. it's quite rare to find them decked out in formal attire. Today is my lucky day.. woohoo..

Now when I come to think of it, Faisal really looked nice during Investiture day. Again, I shall keep that memory for now.. He made me go gaga as well..

Well that's it for now..

getting a new MP3 player!!

2005-08-10T19:26:00.000+08:00

Gosh.. I am trembling as I write this post. I am getting a new MP3 player! Woohoo!!!

I know in your minds right now you might say 'duh.. so what.. its nothing new.' For me, I have been enduring months without my beloved discman. It certainly felt that I had been missing something. I can't live without my beloved music companion.

For (new, unopened box) 256MB Ipod shuffle costing around $130, it is certainly a good deal.

Since last friday I certainly cannot focus my mind on work. Because the Ipod shuffle stayed on my mind 24/7.

Tml I will transfer $$ and get it tml.. yahoo!! can't wait..

Meanwhile, when heading for collecting the mail inside the EM (Estate Management) office, I spotted Hida and the rest. For the first time in my life, i finally greeted the twins, Lawerence and Simon, and before that I didn't dare to come up to them. The reason why? I once waved to a guy whom I tot to be my NPCC senior in Raffles Place, but it turned out to be the wrong guy. I got embarrassed. From there, I indirectly got a phobia. heehee..

I greeted Limin, one of their malay friends. When I bumped into them again, Hida teased me, making the gesture breaking something in her hands.

Ahh.. that's all for now..

Part 1

2005-08-02T18:59:00.000+08:00

Haha!! Remember the previous post I mentioned that I wanted to write a story? Well, this is intro of the story. I have not finish the plot for the story, and confirm its characters as well. (My creative juices hab rusted.. muz polish them up) Meanwhile, please read this and tell me your comments..

(P.S. : HAve mercy on me.. )

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People rushed by. Luggage followed, signaling the rush hour. Saddened goodbyes rang out across the hall. Announcements signaling the end of the boarding time of flights from the P.A system. Children running around, despite the resigned protests from their mothers.

But none of them mattered in existence when Faisal and Adilla stood in front of each other, all too aware of the awkward silence between them.

Faisal was decked out in green, standing tall in his army uniform. His signature hairstyle and moustache were gone, having shaved them off. His hair was hidden by his army cap, and strength emanated from his body. He had rushed to Changi Airport after his BMT, in time for his appointment with Adilla.

He looked at her, memorizing every feature on her face. He hated every moment of this, signaling an important part of their relationship.

Adilla was inwardly holding back tears, and avoided his intense stare. She also didn’t want this to happen, but she had to face to reality. When she learned about the attachment program, she was deliriously in joy. It was a dream, and still did. A thought came into her mind, instantly squishing her happiness. Faisal. He had entered the army to serve his army stint for 2 years. Adilla had agreed to wait for him. But this had to happen.

She knew she had to tell him, no matter what. So she sat him down one day, and told him about this attachment. Faisal went silent when he heard this. His gut reaction was to be angry with her, but he appreciated her honesty and her willingness to tell him. They agreed to hold their relationship, for Adilla to focus on her overseas attachment and Faisal, army stint. But they still had love in their hearts, and none of them were willing to part. By the time Adilla finished, a year would have passed after his graduation.

“Flight 19014 boarding gate is now open. Please proceed to the departure hall now. Please proceed to the departure hall now.”

“Thank you for coming to see me. I really appreciate it.” her voice coming out hoarse. She began to walk, feeling Faisal’s fingers began to enclose hers. She lugged her luggage along, and finally stopped at the gate.

Faisal took two steps forward, pulling her towards him. Silent tears racked through her whole body as they hugged tightly. His finger pushed her chin up. He slowly leant in…

Fantastic Story

2005-07-25T22:59:00.000+08:00

Attention! Attention!

Since I have 4 more days of MC, I has decided to create a novel. An idea just popped into my head while i was listening to 'Fly To The Sky' song, Goodbye (remix) with All-4-one. The song is a wonderful mix of Korean and English singers singing together. Gosh, I can't wait to make fiction.. I will post it here and also in other mediums, to get feedback. For your information, I created some fanfiction when I was young, and during that time, I was fixated with Korean artists (and still do)

Wah.. I seriously forgot my hobby, writing stories. gosh, I will add it to my profile right now.

my fingers are itching to start, but as J.K. Rowling commented, "It took me five years to create the plot for Harry Potter Series Books." Well said, Ms Rowling. I shall take the same way as you.

So wait for my posts!!

Afterevents of 2nd Doc visit

2005-07-20T13:42:00.000+08:00

It turned out to be funny and also a rather painful one. To get around, I pushed myself using the roller chair. I did manage see the stitches for the first time. From far, one can see its swollen feet (sprain) and I cannot put pressure on it. Somebody said to me, Dilla, you should try to walk. BUt being a stubborn person I am, I never did listen to him. As just now the doctor accessed the wound, my mom told me the same thing. But she was advised by Doc that I should never walk. The foot is swollen because of the pressure I put onto it.

I had to call my office that I have an MC until next monday. I talked to my boss directly, and MAni had to take over my job duties for tomorrow's event. THe external Audit day.
I can understand his frustrations, and no one really knows the process I had been doing in my job. I am the only one who is in charge of Membership, and MAni is only some sort my 'supervisor' Like boss, she only gives orders and doesn't really know the admin job intimately.

Well, good luck to them. Coz Mani will represent me for Audit day.

While hopping to the clinic from the sidewalk, I attracted a lot of attention from the stall owners selling Sultan and Ramly (branded) hamburgers.

After the visit, a malay guy walked past us and noticed the foot. He gave us some advice, like warming a cloth with a hot iron and putting the cloth into the sprained area. or, if we have a family massager, we could go there to heal the sprain.

We went off, and suddenly, a thought came into my mind.

"The medicine.. do we have it?"

"Dunno leh.. is it with you, Adilla?" My mom asked.

"No. I dun have it.... We forgot the medicine and the MC!!" I exclaimed.

The 3 of us burst into laughter.

Poor dad had to turn around another round just for my mom to take. We parked the car in the parking lots, and my dad came out for a while for a smoke.

I chatted to my sis for a while, and my aunt too.

We went home.

I dunno what Hubby is thinking right now. Coz of this, I had to cancel the JB event which I had been yearning to go for a long time.

My reason is to meet Fatul. It's been a long time since the KL trip and I really want to meet him and Intan. Intan just rowks my day.. you know? A social butterfly who never fails to cheer people up with her chatter.

And Fatul characteristics. He's very friendly, and can engage you in a meaningful conversation. That's what I found out previously. I regret being in my quiet side at that time, but that's just me. I may approach people, but I tend to be quiet.

He's going to Taiwan for a few weeks.. and I wish him all the best.

East coast accident

2005-07-19T14:58:00.000+08:00

(Warning!! gross details included! read on if you dare!!)

One day has passed after the awful event. The bandage at the ankle is a harsh reminder.

Faisal just couldn't understand why I cannot balance on a bicycle, and he had to turn back so many times for me to catch up. He said that it was the same as driving. While going, just change the gears. easy said than done.

It happened when we cycled home, and there was a turn and I was going too fast. I lost control of it and fell into the plants.I didn't think much of it, since I had countless falls during the day.

"Oh well, another fall." I tot.

When I stood up, a stab of piercing pain shot up my left leg, and from there, I knew my sprain had turned bad to worse. I felt thirsty, and capped my knees with my hands, panting.

I shuffled my feet around, and Faisal, sharp as ever, shot out

"Adilla, your left leg is bleeding!"

"Oh izzit?" I lifted it.

I obtained 3 cuts, the one in the middle being the most deep and wide. Blood oozed out uncontrollably, and it drenched my blue flip flops, and flowed to the plantation.

"Do you have any tissue?" Faisal questioned, frantically searched around in my bag and began taking out my things.

"No. You have to go around and get some tissues" I said. I looked around and spotted a shop.

"Maybe you can try there?" I pointed. He ran to his bicycle, instructed me to rinse the wound with plain water while sitting down.

He shot off in the direction of the shop, and I sat down, rinsing. I attracted a lot of attention, but none bothered to extend a helping hand.

I think I finished almost half of the water, and a chinese guy caught my attention.
I focussed my attention again on the wound, and he actually came up to me to ask

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Yeah." I replied.

He spotted my wound and replied " Oh dear, that needs first aid."

Faisal zoomed towards us.

"It's okie, thanks." he replied to the chinese guy.

The chinese guy went off with relief.

Faisal washed it again, and he applied some pressure to stop the bleeding. He helped me up, and asked me to go to the nearest bench. I limped towards there, and spotted blood tickling out.

Faisal reached my side later, with the repaired bicycle and my bag.

"Where is your bike?"

"I left it there, and locked it."

From there, he rushed to buy plasters. By the time he came back, sweat was tickling down his forehead and I knew he had been racing around. He carefully put the plasters together across them.

He decided to tumpang me. I gritted my teeth at the sharp pain, and finally settled down. We went to the bike shop, and I sat down on the bench.

He asked me whether I wanted to go to the restroom, but I said to go ahead.

I limped with him towards the road, keeping a lookout for any vacant taxis. A couple of times I slipped and my feet slid across the slippers.

I yelped out in pain.

"Can't you try to walk properly?" he blurted out in irritation.

" It's slippery lah, dok!" I shot back.

I lifted the foot again, and he spotted the blood drenched slipper again.

"Okie, okie."

Only then I realised everytime I took a step on that leg, the pressure goes to the wound and from there, it oozes out blood.

Along the way as we reached the road, he made a couple of jokes to lighten up the situation. But I was in too much pain to appreciate his efforts.

"Adilla, when you step on that leg, you feel pain?"

"Yesh, and I think I also sprained it."

A couple of taxis zoomed past us, and we waited patiently for one to flash "Clementi" to stop for us.

I got in the cab, and we exchanged farewell greetings.

The cab driver noticed I was injured, and chatted with me to pass the time. We talked about a lot of things, and as it turned into KJE, I fell silent.

" I got sprain and also cuts. So if you put together, its very painful." I told the uncle.

He increased the speed. I reached home. But that wasn't over yet.

I limped toward the void deck. In a distance, I heard the voice of Azan calling to Muslims to pray. I sat down, and called my sis. She happened to be outside. I tot that she was at home. I walked slowly to the home, slowing making my way and had a couple of slips.

my dad opened the gate. I hopped inside, causing my mom to panic.

SHe decided we should go to the doctor, and out we go again, searching for the 24 hours doctor.

Found one in Bukit Gombak, and it was hidden by the pasar malam. We waited for our turn and if mom didn;t check with the lady again, we would be the last patient to be attended to.

I smsed Faisal.

"I'm going to the doc."

"Alone?"

"Nope. With parents."

"Has the bleeding stopped?"

"No. its uncontrollable."

But due to the situation, another girl appeared and checked the wound. My dad wrapped it in tissue paper to soak any bleeding, and she could see stains.

I was attended first and I was actually eating a Ramly beef burger while waiting. (Yum!)

I hopped into the room and lay on the bed.

The doctor was in his late forties or fifties, and he looked rather tired. He opened the plasters and declared it as a deep cut and had to be stitched up. He gave me an injection to numb the pain and the helpful lady assured me to relax. My dad gave me his handkerchief to grit against the pain.

It was okie when he sewed through the wound, but the pain become unbearable when he tied them up. I got 7 stitches, another injection at the arm. But the time he finished, I got up, my teeth chattering silently.

I actually endured the pain during the surgery, but outside, i cried to accept the hurt I had been through.

I persuaded my mom to buy a shirt for me, and she laughed out loud.

"Sempat fikir untuk beli baju!" she guffawed.

I called up my sis and told her about it and smsed Faisal.

I went home, and straight to bed.

title layout

2005-07-18T22:09:00.000+08:00

as you can see, I changed the layout of the blog. Gosh.. It is so nice. I bet it will be better if I add songs. Lost the previous blig info.. all the links. ARgh!!
Hoe stoopid of me to delete that w/p backup.

Down with an ankle injury. bandaged and got stiches to cover the wound. got mc for 2 days.

THat's it

Tired..

2005-07-05T21:38:00.000+08:00

Just finished eating home-made rojak. feeling zzz-ing and drowsy from the spicy rojak paste..

Drinking MIlo to make myself sleepy. What else? Seeing my new hair, which I just dyed it again with Garnier Divine Mango: a shade of bright copper brown.

Listening to the theme song Initial D by Jay Chou.

Feeling happy at the same time coz I just finished doing a project that I always wanted to do. Now, to make another set for my friend, Limin.. Watch out Limin. You are getting a surprise!

Hugging and kissing my soft dragon plush.. yupz, the adorable looking ones, with big eyes, in light green ( nor sure why though.) and a little slightly stained off white tongue to match. With a lipstick stain on its chest. (and they don't complain.)

What else? Recalled chit chatting with a school friend of mine.. I say, I forgot her name but she bumped into me during lunchtime and we sat down chatting about NP, school, work, Investments in shares, study loans, and our dreams to either study or work outside. Spotted my Tkd seniors: the twins. The seniors who kick ass when they fight, and I heard from my friend that they always stick together. They know each other's strengths and weaknesses so staying together complements them.

Asked my friend to send my regards to them. (for me.)

What else? THat's all.

Adios!

Lau PA Sat Dinner..

2005-07-03T23:27:00.000+08:00

Finally, after a month of informing the friends, sms-ing them and asking them whether they can make it.

I message them the details on sunday afternoon, and almost immediately their replies are: sorry can't make it, Adilla.

So, the six of us are able to make it. That is, me, Faisal, Hida, Limin, Suhaimi and Alif. I took a half day off, to claim my sat off. Rebecca bailed out last minute, making the shopping trip a little bit lonely. I headed to Bugis St, and went to look for the shop I didn't get to see on the last trip.

I just aimlessly walked around, and suddenly, I found myself standing inside it. I recognised the saleslady. Headed towards the jumpsuit section, and picked out a denim skirt jumpsuit.

I tried it and immediately liked it. I bought it immediately. After that went in and out of shops.. Spotted a few clothes which I liked, but didn't buy them. I knew they would be impulse buys, strode out of them and immediately forgot about them. hee..

I reached Raffles Place ard 6.30.. went towards the stairs on the left to read my mag, Cleo. Suhaimi reached there on time. We chatted crap, and updating on each other about our lives. Alif came next.

"Harlow. Where's Faisal?"

"He's gonna be late."

Alif and Suhaimi chatted, while I read the mag again. Alif is going into the army on 9 July, which is going to be very soon. :(

Faisal arrived, and after a conversation with HIda, who persuaded to make us go first, set off to Lau Pa Sat.

We went to the back of it, sitting on the table big enough for 6. For a while, we just sat there, quiet.. looking at each other to make the first move. Then Alif went to buy the drinks by himself.

I stared at the building around us. The atmosphere was definitely different. I felt as if I was in Malaysia, eating bubur nasi at a street stall.

10 minutes later, Limin called me.

"Dilla, we reached Lau Pa Sat. Where are you?"

" We are at the back of Lau Pa Sat. Just go straight, to the middle where there is the giant bell. Then go straight to the back, where there are wide and big doors."

They followed instructions, and another call came.

"We are here! Where are you? We are standing at stall 8!"

"Stall 8? Where is stall 8?" I mumbled to myself.

"Where are you? I can't see you.. I'm standing up right now."

"Oh there you are... I see you.."

It was a few moments later when I spotted them.

I remember the layout of the table: me and Faisal sat together, Suhaimi and one end, and Alif on Suhaimi's right, after that is Hida and on the other end of the table is Limin.

I really apreciate Limin and Hida making the effort to come because they had a tiring day playing games in school and almost couldn't make it. Kudos to them.

I ordered a package for them knowing full well that the guys had big appetitite and could eat a lot. Prawn satay, (big ones ar..) mutton, duck, chicken satay. Faisal couldn't eat spicy foods, so I chose for him fish ball noodle. (Poor guy, he had a fever at that time. Come to think of it, I was also down with fever last thursday too. Hmm.. )

I got what I always wanted to do, eat and at the same time, chat with friends, enjoying the company. Even though it was only 6 who came, I really appreciated them for coming.. Lurfe you guys.. U r the best!! U fullfilled my dream.

After finishing off the food, we headed to Esplanade, with Alif heading the way. Faisal and I didn't stick to each other, he was busy chatting with them and I, Hida and Limin.

When we set off, I asked Hubby to carry my things.. and he obliged. Onc Suhaimi glanced back at us, he seemed surprised. Faisal joined the guys shortly afterwards, the rest turned to me with surprised looks.

"Dilla, you and Faisal are together?" Both of them asked at the same time.

"Yeah, we started a long time ago.. Eh? You didn't know?"

"No!!" They exclaimed.

My turn to be surprised.

"Eh? But on Friendster that I put our pic together and also the status in a relationship?"

" But I would never put you two together.. You two senyap-senyap go out and date..." Hida replied.

I grinned cheekily at her.

Poor Limin, she totally didn't know.

So during the journey, I told them when we started, what exactly happened.. etc.

Thinking back: all the pain, the doubts, the internal struggles I had experienced are worth it. In the end, they just made me treasure him more. I'm glad I prayed about this matter. and more firm is my belief in this: there's always a reason why I will go thru these bad times. I can't fathom why, but I trust God has HIS reasons why.

I switched topics, about work, its politics, the environment and the ppl. No need to elabrate on that..

Once we reached Esplanade, we sat down at the stairs near the Merlion. Suhaimi and Limin started talking, and Hida with me. We talked for a while, before Limin left his side and sat down in front of us. Suhaimi turned his attention in Hida. As before, they started bickering. Just like the old times... I mentioned to them if I throw them together in a room for a night, confirmed that room will be totally noisy. Limin just laughed.

Limin told me to elaorate on my relationship.. from the beginning till now. At that time, I was totally tired and had to repeat myself in order to remember what I was actually talking. Then she shared with me about hers.. We walked about relationship books, and the similar incidents happened in both our relationships.

We took a pix together, and Limin helped me take a pix with him. (Thankz Limin.. I owe u one..)

The clock Struck 10.30.. Hida and LImin set off..

We stayed aruond 11 before I grabbed my things, indicating that I need to leave. The group set off.. Faisal still chatting with Alif and I, with Suhaimi.

Lots of things appeared in our minds.. and we interacted with each other about those topics. We talked crap.. and had the best time laughing about jokes.

Soon, we reached Raffles MRT.. and I spotted a souvenier shop. I pointed to a baby plush Tarzan and Bugs.. They are sooo cute..

Finally, Faisal sent me to the other platform. Greeted my goodbye and we rushed for the train, leaving Faisal alone. (Since the three of us live on the other side of Tampines.)

On the train, I had a chance to chat with Alif, while Suhaimi flipped through the mag. About work, the same job that we both had, the politics, and how we survived in work. The agony of having to type 700 items fast and with no mistakes whatsoever.. I mentioned poor suhaimi was left alone..

"Let him. He deserved it!" Alif exclaimed.

I chuckled.

"What did you say?" Suhaimi finally became aware of our attention on him.

"Nothing.." I replied.

"Oh.. you are talking behind my back huh?" Suhaimi popped the question.

"What do you mean behind your back? We are just sitting besides you!!" Alif retorted.

I laughed uncontrollably when I heard that. That one was a classic.

Soon, we reached Alif's station and he left both of us alone.

I asked Suhaimi whether he knew about us.. He said nope.

So I explained to him when we started and all that.

We went home and I had the best night of my life.

2005-06-26T13:32:00.000+08:00

just testing..

2005-06-26T13:30:00.000+08:00

another one..

2005-06-26T13:28:00.000+08:00

some more..

2005-06-26T13:27:00.000+08:00

Along with the rest.. whom I met..

2005-06-26T13:26:00.000+08:00

Me and HIDa.. one of the most wonderful ppl ard..

2005-06-26T13:25:00.000+08:00

My group.. when lunching out together..

2005-06-26T13:18:00.000+08:00

My aunt.. Cik Sa'ad, DD sitting together..

2005-06-26T13:17:00.000+08:00

DD!! DD = Doris + Dilla

2005-06-26T13:16:00.000+08:00

Lynn tan at her sleepy mode

2005-06-26T13:15:00.001+08:00

Millie!!

2005-06-26T13:15:00.000+08:00

Hidayah's turn..

2005-06-26T13:14:00.000+08:00

Shidah...

Batman begins...

2005-06-21T21:36:00.000+08:00

Touching on the last friday movie outing. I guess he reached the Clementi Station earlier than me.. I was a bus stop away from the actual destination. I saw him, and I was wearing my work attire, complete with the tudung and all.

During the journey that he just held the pole while I leant against the plastic board. He brought his bow and arrow along, and I only managed to sneak a peek at the arrow. I listened to him talking about his archery adventures, and the practice sessions he had. I had fun listening to him.

When we reached PS, boy, were we shocked to see a long queue in front of us. As I listened to the voice announcements. Before we reached the counter reception, all the seatings for Mr and Mrs Smith is fast selling out. When we were offered the 3 front row seats, I decided to go somewhere else. I wasn't really keen to see the movie upclose.

I decided to go to PS or Lido, so we walked from PS to Cathay Ceneileisure. I was doubtful to go to Lido, coz it would take us a longer time to reach there and buy a ticket etc. I know that we won't have enough energy to go back home.

Once we saw Mr and MRS Smith sold out just in front of us, I decided to watch BAtman instead. We went down to eat at Burger King, and I bought us meals. I was hungry. we spent a long time eating, chit chatting and reading the today newspaper he brought along.

I definitely noticed a difference between us. When I read the papers, I will either flip through all the pages from the beginning to the end and then focus on the articles that attracted my attention. That usually means that I am restless and not in the mood to actually read all. Or I will scan the whole page and focus on an article and read it, from the beginning to the end.

I like to see the big picture, but he is detail-oriented. Gosh, we are so different.
He likes to read slowly and thoroughly, but I will scan for interesting articles. Imagine me trying to flip over pages while he patiently turned back to the same page to continue reading.

We went down to the basement for me to withdraw $$. Then, we went up the floors to the 7th storey, and bumped into a schoolmate of ours. THe one who was so good in dancing and wore tight clothes... ;p

We didn't buy snacks, just watched the movie. The movie enthralled us till the end.

It was nice, and it answered some of our burning questions about Batman.

Christian Dale is a good actor!! But I like the one who act for the character, Alfred. His lines are darned witty, sarcastic and perfect in a situation. He also played similar roles in Miss Congeneality. I say man, he is the perfect actor to play that kind of roles..

2005-06-14T20:14:00.000+08:00

My sis.. at first look, I tot minah chinese mane yang ambil gambar nie..

2005-06-14T20:13:00.000+08:00

another one..

2005-06-14T20:12:00.000+08:00

Mai sis.. in her makeover pix.. (>.<)

2005-06-14T20:11:00.000+08:00

Two colleagues I lurfe working with.. gonna miz them alot..

2005-06-14T20:10:00.000+08:00

Annie and Bertille.. best friends..

2005-06-14T20:08:00.000+08:00

Me, Annie and Mani.. our marketing officer..

2005-06-14T20:07:00.000+08:00

Annie.. another one who makes a jolly good time talking to her.. a person who is very direct and not afraid to tell others her opinions... Working with her is a pleasant experience..

2005-06-14T20:05:00.000+08:00

This is Bertille, who always talk crap.. and one who makes a jolly good time with play with!!

2005-06-14T20:04:00.000+08:00

My birthday party with 2 of my best friends.. but they look soo pale.. >.<

junction 8 trip..

2005-06-07T20:01:00.000+08:00

From work, I rush down to my home from 5.45 pm and reached it at 6.30 pm. I rushed through my bath and got dressed. I had a heavy lunch during work, so I still feel full. I had a sinking feeling that something is going to happen to me. But I went ahead, leaving my home around 7.30pm.

Hubby reached Bishan ten minutes after 8, while I, another 10 mins. He was standing in the middle, peering at the map. He spotted me walking towards him in a distance. We turned toward Junction 8, and began our window shopping.

As we neared the entrance, I tried to put in the card holder into the pouch behind my back. He was mighty curious to what I was doing and peeked behind. He was totally tired, so whatever I say, he couldn't hear me! I was also getting tired, even though our date had just started.

We stopped in the middle again, and this time, I scanned the shopping mall directory. We turned left, explored the shops. That was the second time I dropped by Junction 8. The first time, I explored with Annie just to go to NTUC.

We went into lots of shops, each of us exploring the attractive items. While going up the escalator, he made faces and I pinched both his cheeks. I just love doing that.

While window-shopping in Mini Toons, I felt a similar feeling and started feeling 'high'. I felt tired, so I went outside, and leant against the railing. I massaged the bridge of my nose, and my pressure points. Once, I massaged at the back of my head and I felt temporary relief. It improved my blood circulation and my alertness level.

Even when Faisal stood beside me I just continued massaging my head. I just told him that I felt giddy. when I felt slightly better, he clasped my hand and pulled me to KFC.

We sat down, and he ordered me a medium pot of whipped potato. I ate it, and felt the energy coming back. He asked me what did I do after work. and asked me why I didn't eat. but I told him that i was still full from the heavy lunch. So I tot that nothing would happen.

He needed to go to NTUC to buy himself a facial cleanser. After searching the shelves furtilely, I blur blur pointed to the delcream (wrong spelling) which is a hair cream, and he almost slapped his forehead but burst into laughter.

"my dear, that would encourage the growth of hair!!" he exclaimed.

Then i got the joke and chuckled as well.

I spotted Guardian located next door and we rushed towards it. I chose an alternate facial cleanser for him and he bought it. I scanned through all the shelves and felt the same feeling again. I stared at the polar cakes, and went to sit down and rest. When he reached me, he held out his hand and pulled me to Bishan MRT.

By then, I felt unstable already going down the escalator. he spotted an empty bench and we sat. he wrapped his arm behind my back for a while, and then rested his hand onto his thigh, clasping his fingers with mine.

we boarded a train full of people, so we had to stand. We just held hands, standing close. Once, we has to squeeze together, I massaged my pressure points again. He pulled me close. I made sure the only body contact between us is my head leaning against his shoulder. After we reached Yishun, people flowed out of the door. I sat down, and slowly massaged my forehead again. he sat down on the other side. I massaged the back of the head again, this time longer.

He went to sit beside me and asked me whether I was okie. I opened my eyes, and stared at him bright-eyed. Actually, even I myself was surprised to see him feeling so alert. I was afraid he got this impression that I was just faking it. but I guess I couldn't talk properly to relay the message.

We boarded next and he leant against the ceiling. I fell back two steps. I closed my eyes and pressed against me pressure point. He pulled me closer. Only then I gave myself permission to leant against him.

We reached my block. and I went safely home.

a day with Faisal..

2005-06-05T15:46:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was an eye-opening trip for me.

I was supposed to go to Parkway Parade early in the morning to check out the shops. But My mum needed my help to cook dinner for us. So I did. Then I watched the VCD of Phyne Ballerz. When I first heard the melodious voice of Billy, my heart just melted. His soothing and baritone voice just made the starting of the song sound so perfect. Billy!! My heart melted already.. later its gonna evaporate!! wah!!

But anyway.. BAck to the subject. I went out of the house ard 12.30 pm.. and I was late (again!) Haix.. I went out 1 hr early but is still late.. Reached Jurong Mrt at 1 pm, Aljunied at 1.30 pm, and Bedok at 1.40 pm. I waited for the shuttle bus till 2.15.. then I gave up and took a cab, seeing the group of gurls taking a cab as well.

It was lucky that I took one, coz my hubby was growing a bit impatient waiting for me. When he msged me, I just reached the PArkway Parade. it was 2.30 pm. Gosh.. 2 hours time wasted just like that.

I called him up, and he mentioned that he was in MPH, a giant bookstore. So I walked up one storey, then recalled that it was located on the ground floor. So I went to the customer service office and asked for directions. She said to go straight and go down 1 floor and turn left. I didn't ask her on which direction to go, but I went ahead to go straight and down the stairs.

All I could see is the NTUC Fairprice, so I just went back again to the mid point of the shopping mall. I managed to find a directory, so I checked out where I was at. The MPH was just behind me, so I scanned out the entrance area.

No Faisal in sight, and I searched for him. He was wearing the only Levi's jeans pair he has, and the green bowling t-shirt he bought in KL trip. He was reading the billard book and I went to stand beside him.

"Harlow.."

He nodded in acknowledgement, and checked out my attire.

"Wow.. nice jeans you got! New ones?"

"Yup. Went to buy them with Hajjar."

I was dressed in black that day.. My new black hipster jeans, my new black flats, my black polo tee, earrings that I just bought along with the necklace with Hajjar, my diesel watch. I wore light makeup with blusher to make myself look healthier. The only thing I didn't wear is my necklace.. coz when I wore the matching necklace, it just didn't sit well with my outfit.

I checked out the books, apparently I didn't have the interest to browse thru them.. Coz I have this need to drink. Gosh.. so thirsty. we were out of this place in a matter of seconds. We headed to the escalator, and out of PArkway Parade.

"What's up with the workplace?" He asked.

"Later can talk ar.. I'm thirsty." I declared.

I followed him to the Macdonalds. and bought myself a can of lemon lime juice.

We walked towards the undepass to East Coast.

"Just now I waited for the shuttle bus. So long!" I commented.

"What time since you waited for the bus?"

"1.45 pm till 2.15 pm. I gave up and took a cab instead."

"What time you go out of the house?"

"12.30 pm"

He went quiet.

" 12.30 pm go out, 1 pm reach Jurong, 1.30 pm reached Aljunied and 1.40 reached Bedok."

" Just now I felt giddy. You know the plastic board where we can lean against near the door? I was standing there from Jurong till Aljunied. So when the train reached Aljunied, I felt really tired. then my vision began to become sensitive to the sunlight. It began to blur into static mode, little bits of pieces fading away. It happened twice. I really cannot tahan and squatted on the floor until I reached Bedok."

"I guess there's not enough oxygen going to my brain." I shook my head, and began to sip my drink.

" I think that's what happens when I stand too long." I added.

He slipped his fingers through mine, holding my fingers with a protectively firm grip.

We chatted, about his training in Archery, and the upcoming tournament in 17, 18 June 2005. Then I knew he practically got training almost everyday.. and got sunburnt on his forehead. We chatted about the class chalet, the SC chalet.. He mentioned about the way he went back and fro from his house and the chalet. Poor thing, how he got the stamina to endure this I also dunno.

We arrived at East Coast, enjoying the breeze from the sea. I felt a calm feeling seep through me, and I brightened up. We just walked, and I felt a couple of blisters at the back of my feet begin to haunt me. When we finally chose a bench to sit down and rest. I released my feet, and found my left foot having a big blister. That's what happens when u wear new shoes on the big day. Haix..

I took out the maroon folder from my bag, and showed him my baby album, my NPCC album, my makeover pix and my teacher's day pix. He chose to see the certs. My kindergarden cert, the K1 report card, my outstanding cert about my technical studies when I was in Normal Technical. I mentioned to him about my first semester, having graduated to Normal Tech to Normal Academic.

I opened the package of vegetable soup that me and my mum cooked together with me, which happens to be my fave food. Vegetables, with fishcakes, taufu, and with my all time fave chicken soup.

He browsed through the albums. My NPCC album. I showed him the picture of Juraimi, the guy in NPCC that I was really into. Amir, Juraimi, Farhan and the other guy who was in Express. My senior, Heng Swee and other people whom I loved dearly. He saw my makeover album. Hubby flipped through it and was so disappointed when it ended.

"That's all??!!"

"Yeah.. That's it."

"How much you pay for this?"

I thought for a while and answered $58 with promo.

"When you take this?"

"January 2004."

"They straightened your hair?"

"Yeah.. Eh? I can't remember.."

After finished going through the albums,he browsed through the makeover album again. I think he couldn't believe the makeover pics that I took. Guess it shocked him a lot. heehee..

He paused for a while and popped the question again.

"What's up with the workplace?"

I talked about the events, the conflicts, the problem that I had. And the result? I have to find out the next day. THen i told the family problem to him. My burden is released from my shoulders.

He listened to me, asking questions to let me continue talking. Wen I stopped,I paused. He chatted about other things, just to take my mind off that matter. I glanced at him, then leant my head against the crook of his shoulder.

Silence. Enjoyed the sea breeze. He casually mentioned that he wanted to go to the Jetty. I told him around 4 pm we should head off. But now, I wanted to rest. He told me that he used to go with Fatul with his dad to fish.. and mentioned that Fatul had a nature call. So the joke is that when he did his business, his dad yelled at him for chasing the fish away and even made them die.

I chuckled so hard when I heard this.

He noticed our ring around my finger and forgot to wear it. But he held the ring to show that he's still wearing it. He told me even he bathed he still wear it.. and it became rusty. it touched my heart again.

So finally head straight for the jetty.. and took an hour to complete the journey on foot. Along the way, I asked him several times when are we going to reach it. Soo long.. Once I even asked him in a playful manner to carry me along. and he added that I have to carry him. So I asked him again. No answer.

When we finally reached our destination, he said that we did exercise and completed 2.4 KM on foot. Gosh so tired.. >.< I glanced at the jetty. It was so big and wide, and there's lots of people on it. People even camped there. several families tried fishing. We went towards the end, and sat down on the bench. We watched some people fish. and it grew hot for us.

15 minutes later, we headed to the bench near the seaside.. and sat down. Faisal took off without his slippers and went to the seaside. I felt really tired from all the walking, so later, i plopped down to another bench and closed my eyes. I'm not sure how long I slept, and my vision became blur when I finally woke up.

Watched a couple of chinese guys playing with a huge log of wood. If I am not wrong, they also played something with the sand. One of them sat on the beach, not noticing that his pants were halfway down, and showing to the public his underwear. I mentioned to Hubby I felt really tempted to go over and pull up his shorts. Again, he chuckled.

Spotted a couple of joggers exercising along the beach. There's one ang moh who jogged and wore a singlet and shorts. But what attracted my attention was he was SOOO hairy. Hair was everywhere. and Hubby commented he wonder his reaction if he waxed off his hair. We burst into laughter.

THen it was my turn to stare into the ocean. I stood there for a long time, enduringthe piercing pain that shot through my feet as the seawater washed my feet. In the corner of my eye, I spotted 4 guys diving from the jetty. I just looked at them, and what they did was so fascinating to me. Swimming around, and fooling with each other. Actually 6 malay guys just having their fun. They noticed me looking at them and started playing to catch my attention when I turned back to the bench. One carried the other.. the One sitting yelled out something disgusting and fell backwards, laughing.

They played some games among themselves. Finally, the last one sitting on the bench decided to join them. His friend went up to him and finally he changed. He didn't dive, just went over to the end and joined them.

They played some games. They stood in a line and held each other's shoulders. The last one was to swim through their legs and the others spread their legs apart. We chuckled at their reaction when they felt something ticklish and yelled out loud their feelings. Like my sista said, they put in a show for me.

LAter, they held a competition to show who can swim the furtherest. The interesting thing, One swim with his hands moving slow but his feet bashed the waters so fast. It was clear that he didn't know how to swim. He swam for a while.. and then stopped.
I was laughing and shaking my head.

Next, he swum.. but he headed slightly to the left. When he stood up, he was standing near the beach. I actually laughed nonstop after that. There were a couple of times when they looked in our direction, and I guess one of them spotted me smiling and laughing.

Next, the third one swum in the opposite direction! We laughed out loud.

"the victim is dying on one side but he swim in the other direction." he enmphatised this with the movement of his hands.

the 4th one was okay..

The 5th one was steady. He really know how to swim. Cool and steady, this plump guy swum straight and slow. He was a clear winner in that case.

The last one? Haha.. I cannot stop chuckling as I relate to this. The guy swum.. with all the characteristics of the rest. Swimming with his hands slow but his feet thrashing the waters, he headed to the beach and stopped. He stood up and shook in his head in confusion. Worse still, his friends bastard him by not staying in their spots.. Went backwards silently while their friend continued swimming!!

"Mana aku? (Where am I?)" He questioned out loud.

I was hyterical with giggles when I heard that.

"Haha.. Like this cannot be a lifeguard already." I commented.

We continued laughing.

We enjoyed the entertainment they provided for us. Later, Faisal wrapped his arm around my back and rested his hand on my abdomen. They stared at us while I leant my head against his shoulder. Disappointment showed on their faces. They were surprised that I was attached to Faisal. They looked at us for a long while, unable to accept the fact.

We went home after that.. Bought a drink and chips to munch along the way. Faisal let me wear his slippers while he walked barefooted. I was hurting from my blisters. so we walked a way out of the East Coast. Once we reached the road, I asked him repeatedly to wear his slippers. He refused. He wouldn't let me switch shoes! Along the highway,across the road.. in front of cars and motocycles. He spotted a bus stop. When we finally reached it, we switched.

I was so grateful for what he did for me. I'm not sure whether I said my thanks or not to him but I hope I did.

We boarded the bus 10 to go to Tampines Mall. Along the journey, I massaged his left palm. and He looked at me with amusement. Only when I tell him I'm massaging him the, he understood. I switched hands.

We laced our fingers together, and he played with my fingers. Soon, it was time to alight the bus. He informed me 3 bus stops before and I went to search for the card holder. He wanted to take a look at the makeover album again.

He flipped through and asked if he could have one.

I also asked him about his pix. He let me choose which one to give to him.. But I found it a bit wasteful just to give like that.

"Why didn't you laminate the pix?"

I took the card size and slid it to his wallet. It was done. i could have developed another pic for myself.

When we reached Tampines bus interchange, I plopped down the stairs and was actually limping when I tried to walk. Finally I just stepped on the back of the flats and walked. I was getting very blur at that time.. So when he stopped in front of Perlini's Slver, I just went ahead, not registering what he said. So he pulled me back and I remembered what I wanted to do. Polish the necklace.

We went around TAmpines MAll, and spotted quite a few NS men hanging out also. Soon, it wa time for us to go home.

Overall, when I think about it again.. I was quite touched over what he did..

Leveller?

2005-05-23T10:34:00.000+08:00

I took a personality test and this is the results:

As a leveller, you've got your life together. While other personalities major too much on thinking or feeling, you are in perfect balance. You respond to situations with clear-sightedness, taking your cue from your feelings, but using your mind to help you make decisions and action plans.

The positives:
You're very together. You really take life by the scruff of the neck and do what you want with it. You make and achieve your goals because you have all the bits of the lifestyle jigsaw.

The negatives:
There aren't many other people like you. You might sometimes feel you're the only sorted person in the world!

The leveller at work:
You are a good colleague and team member able to support but also keep people on task. You're particularly good at management roles where the need is to balance out different sets of needs without getting swamped by your feelings.

The leveller in love:
You are a great partner because you rarely get hooked into the sort of destructive patterns that many of the other personality types do.

Your love match is:
Your ideal pairing is with a leveller and you'll both live happily ever after. With any of the other personality types you risk doing all the giving, simply because you are more together than they are.

What should you do?
Carry on doing what you're doing and make sure that your friends, relatives, colleagues and partners are duly grateful for your having you around.

horoscopes (Capricorns..)

2005-05-19T23:05:00.000+08:00

Continuation.. this thingy is for the capricorns.. my dear belongs here..

Need a good giggle? Get hold of a chuckling Capricorn, then, and let them jolly you along. You'll soon feel better. Gosh, these Goats are grand! They're suffused with such a stunning sense of humour that they'll have you in stitches with their razor-sharp wit and dead-pan brand of magnificent mirth. And what's especially endearing is that they're always the first folk to laugh at themselves.

(What they won't tell you is that with their phenomenal fear of rejection and rebuffs, they like to get the jibe in before you do. Then they won't feel hurt!) Sturdy old Saturn rules Capricorns, making them careful, cautious and canny. He can also mean that they're not very good at looking on the bright side. (Folks may say that every cloud has a silver lining, but these Goats can find a cloud hovering behind the merest hint of silver!)

They can be so pessimistic it's preposterous, and even if they made a million on the Pools they'd find something to carp and complain about. 'Now I've got to invest all that boodle,' they'll say gloomily, 'and just think of all those begging letters!' You may have heard a few tales about how careful Capricorns can be with the cash, counting out every penny and making Scrooge look like the lad from Littlewoods. Some of them can be mean old misers, but gaggles of them are generous Goats when they're with companions that they care about. Well, within reason, anyway!

One of the problems that plague these giddy Goats is gallons of guilt. It can cause horrendous havoc, as they worry away about not getting to the gigantic goal they've set themselves. (These Cardinal Capricorns hate failure in anyone, but get even more morose when it's their own failings that they're furious at.) Not all Goats want to reach the highest heights at the top of the tree, and some of them are content to live a dutiful (a very Capricorn-ish concept), domestic life. But whether they're a famous politician or a French polisher (bonjour), they hanker for honour (who's she?), rewards and recognition.

These are the folk who need the sweet smell of status, even if it's just a wee whiff every now and then! And because they belong to the Earth element, Capricorns need safety and security in their lives, and they're totally taken by tradition. The funny thing about these folk is that Goats get younger as they grow older, and they're real ravers by the time they're into their naughty nineties! There are also countless Capricorns who find life desperately difficult until they reach their thirties, when suddenly it'll all be smashing. In the meantime, though, they'll have learnt a lot through experience, making them mature and modest. (You won't catch a Capricorn blowing their own trumpet. Well, not unless they're jazzy old Goats, anyway!)

A Capricorn chap can be a barrel of laughs, and a magnificent man to meet. But at times he can forget he's living in the twentieth century and try to act like a Victorian villain. He'll be stern and severe with his kith and kin, and become a powerful patriarch. (Fatherhood is very important to him, but it can get a mite mixed up.) Ambition may also get the better of him, and he'll become a real workaholic.

As for the girl Goats, they can be gorgeously glamorous! (Think of Capricornette Faye Dunaway.) They're soignée, sophisticated and stunningly strong, both in mind and body. Sometimes they can be too much for their mates, and they'll henpeck their husbands if they feel they aren't making the best of themselves. Nevertheless, there's no doubt about it - you can never know enough Capricorns, but being in love with one isn't a doddle!

'I want to be alone.' What's this? Has Greta Garbo staged a comeback? No, it's a Capricorn amour saying they want some solitude. If you want to keep your Saturn sweetheart happy, there's one thing you must understand about this Goaty bunch. They need to be by themselves sometimes, and that doesn't just mean while you pop out to make the tea, either.

Some signs love to be surrounded by sights and sounds all day long, but Capricorns prefer peace and quiet every now and then. Sometimes that could even mean sleeping in a separate bedroom, apart from their amour. It won't be because their heart's suddenly done a double somersault for Charlie in the chip shop, but just that they need to be on their own some. (If their partner feels rejected, that'll make matters worse, because then the Goat will be galvanised by guilt -a problem they're prone to at the best of times.) Never underestimate a Cupidic Capricorn. You may think that all your glorious Goat cares about is ambition all the way, but you'd be dumbfounded (and delighted!) at what's lurking beneath that enterprising and economic exterior.

There's a right old sex bomb ticking away, waiting to explode all over you! Cor! Light the blue touch paper and lie well back! You see, Saturn may make these folk serious and subdued (well, some of 'em, anyway!) on the surface, but he also imbues them with such sexiness and sensuousness that it'll knock your socks off. (You shouldn't still be wearing them!)

If you don't believe me, grab the Goat of your dreams and see what happens! It'll all get very physical very fast, and they'll exude an earthiness you didn't know existed. (Sometimes some Goats can get a little too earthy for comfort, and you might find that a wee bit hard to handle. On the other hand, it could be all you've ever wanted!)

If you decide to tie the nuptial knot with one of these beddy beasts, you'll find a hidden bonus as you both get older. Most folk become less sexy the older they get, but Capricorns really get into their sexual stride, and by the time they're pensioners, they can be so passionate in the boudoir it's bewitching! Tradition is the name of the game for Goats, and when they fall in love they'll want both partners to play their recognised roles.

(A Capricornette won't be the lass who goes out to work while her husband is left at home holding the baby.) She'll want him to be the breadwinner. And because Saturn rules fatherhood, all Capricorn men want to have some kids. Then they'll feel that they're doing their duty. Capricorns can be very loving lads and lasses, but they can find it hard to say so, because they're so frightened of being rejected by the one they love. They can even play the pessimist, and decide that a relationship is dead and buried even before it's begun!

If they want to be lucky in love, they must let their feelings flow more, both in words and deeds, and realise that everyone gets hurt sometimes, and that most people survive. Their astounding ambition is never far from the surface for Capricorns, even in matters of love.

They may have a flirtatious fling or an amorous alliance simply because of what they'll get out of it whether that's status, success, a mansion or money, or all four, as long as they don't get too greedy and grasping. How canny can you get?

Well, guys, whatcha think? True or not?

horoscopes..

2005-05-19T23:02:00.000+08:00

Jst checked out the horoscopes from msn uk..

Kinda find it interesting but dunno whether it is true or not.. Well, just have to check it out you guys!!

This one is for the taureans..

Bliss to a Bull is having both hands full of the things they love! Try them and see. They'll clutch their lover in one mitt, and a piece of chocolate cake chock-full with cream will be crammed into the other. Now look at their face - don't they look as though they're in seventh heaven? Well, there you are, then! This bovine brigade are real gluttons for punishment when it comes to pleasure.

Their radiant ruler, velvety Venus, makes them adore all things artistic, and imbues them with a shimmering sense of romance. They really like the good things in life, and will work with a dogged determination to get what they want - whether that's the man or maiden of their dreams, or enough boodle to buy their first house. (They love property.)

If you want to know what a Taurean is like, think of a bull frolicking in a field. There they are, twirling their tails around in the sunshine, mooching about with their mates, and spending all their spare time alternating between pleasant naps and posh noshes. What a lovely life! But then, when someone does something that a Taurean doesn't like, they'll give a few warning snorts, and stamp their feet. If that doesn't do any good, they'll put their heads down and start charging! And unless you're a masochist, or just plain daft, you'll get out of the way - fast!

Taureans are Earthy individuals, making them sensible, and because they're also Fixed, they're steadfast and solid, and oh so reliable. They're so loyal you can always count on 'em, unless you've done something to hurt them. (Fidelity was invented by Bulls.) Even then, a lot of them will turn a blind eye. It's not because they live in a dream world like those fantasial Fish, but because what they can't abide at all is the slightest hint of change. Y

ou'd be amazed at the emotional agony some Bulls can bear, simply because the thought of changing anything at all about their lives makes them break out in a cold sweat. They really want to preserve the status quo for as long as possible. (No, not the pop group, honey!) Just one of the wonderful things about these Bulls and Bullettes is that they're so straightforward. What you see is what you get and it's pointless looking for hidden meanings in things they do because there aren't any! That's not the way these folk operate at all.

They're clear-cut and uncomplicated, and expcci their loved ones to behave in the same way, otherwise they get completely confused. The need for stability in their lives is of paramount importance, and they don't like it when their Bully boat is rocked. A Taurean chap can be the handsome, strong and silent type. He's a fundamentally faithful fellow, who will dote and depend on the damsel of his dreams. Like his counterpart, the beautiful Bullette (and she can be very lovely to look at indeed), he's generous, warm and welcoming. And what about the Bullette? Well, she's so warm it's wonderful, and her kith and kin will mean everything in the world to her. Ah, no one can make you feel more secure than a Bull of your own!

Watch out for those hands! Taureans are so tactile that you never know where they're going to touch you next (though you can live in hope!), and sexually, they're such slow and sensual creatures that they'll drive you wild with desire. (Phew! Who needs a bucket of cold water?) In the top ten of passionate people, Bulls share second place with ardent Arians. (Guess who's top of the sex pops? That's right - sizzling Scorpio!) After all, they are the opposite sign to those sexy Scorpios, so some of their passion is bound to rub off onto the Bull.

But they take things at a much slower pace. These folk aren't like the Fire signs, who leap slap bang into the middle of a liaison (or a bed - it all boils down to the same thing!), nor are they suspicious like Scorpios or even sceptical like their fellow Earthlings Virgos. Instead, they believe that slowly but surely wins the romantic race, and they'll get a good run at their emotional quarry before they finally gather momentum, so watch out when that Bull starts rolling! Like Capricorns, these bovine Bulls are much better at marathons than at the hundred-yard dash, so if you want an athletic amour, you'd better visit another romantic racetrack!

The passionate pace of this Bully bunch will be far too slow and leisurely for you! But don't make the mistake of thinking that Bulls are boring in the boudoir. Far from it! They can be real ravers, exuding eroticism and extremely earthy emotions. (Some of'em are really hot stuff! And if Mars and Venus are in Aries, then we're having a heatwave!) What they don't like, though, is a lover who suddenly rings the changes and comes up with a new variation on an old sexual theme. You see, these instruments of pleasure (well, they are ruled by musical Venus!) can't cope when a tried and tested arrangement of amour is altered - it could put them right off their stroke! (And what a shame that would be!)

What's best of all about a Taurean's approach to all things loving and affectionate is that their supremely sensual recipe for sexual success is lavishly sprinkled with the rose petals of romance. What an amorous aroma! These libidinous lovers are ruled by voluptuous Venus, the goddess of love, so romance runs in rivers through their veins. They'll send pretty posies to the one they love, take them out to so many candlelit dinners that they'll have to join Weightwatchers (though Bulls like something to grab hold of!) and be the wooer everyone's always wished for. Because they're Fixed folk, Taureans are the epitome of loyalty and fidelity, and if they're positive they'll make their partner feel loved and cared for to a delicious degree.

But if they're negative, that fabulous faithfulness will turn in the twinkling of an eye to a possessiveness so powerful that they'll make their amour feel completely claustrophobic and totally trapped. When a Bull is in love, they'll give their all to their other half, in a wonderful way. But if they're betrayed, their phenomenal fidelity will falter and eventually collapse completely.

And that's when you'll see the tormented and troubled Taurean temper- not a pretty sight! All you have to do to avoid it is love them and not let them down. And some of them are so smashing that you won't find that difficult to do at all!

Tired..

2005-05-16T19:36:00.000+08:00

What a shacked day for me..

office politics reared its ugly head out of the surface again. After 2 meetings in a row, tension rose and I was caught in the middle of it. So tired. Dunno when they will stop.

There's a fine line between having productive meeting and wasting time. The problem is: where are we exactly? I have to accept the fact office politics will be a part of working life. So I shall not blame myself for it.. Just take it easy and keep coo, no matter what..

My birthday..

2005-05-13T22:02:00.000+08:00

Wah.. my birthday came and went like a biscuit. On 11 MAy 2005 nite, I actually couldn't sleep, i tink because of the excitement generated at my office. All of us were so happy tml will be a big day for SQI office.

A special birthday for 2 ppl. That is me.. and my manager; Mr Soh. It was on 12 MAy GOD decided for me to turn 21, and Mr Soh, 53. (He could be my grandpa!)

Well, for starters, imagine my surprise when Anderson walked in.. He was (ahem) and still is, the most cutest guy I eva met. Got to ask Annie for the pix.. hopefully can post them up.. So all of them were in a whirlwind of activity, except the time when Mr soh was with Mr Sim, our big boss. We were taken off guard, coz we didnit know about this latest happening. But anyway, we were busy taking and posing for pictures, and it comes to the moment where Bertille called Anderson in.

He posed for one only, but it was enough for us. He dropped by to make sure his classes run smoothly.

All the chicks in SQI teased and talked crap with him.

Once Bertille asked this question:

"What is the difference between the chicken and the duck?"

And I promptly replied,

"The spelling."

She was stumped for a while, and it took a moment for her to burst into laughter.

I immediately chuckled, and turned to focus my attention on my work. Anderson was standing in front of me eating Tau Suan Annie bought for us to celebrate. I burst into laughter at his reaction. His right fingers stilled in mid-air, holding a spponful of tau suan, and his face crumpled into restrained laughter. I guess that he was trying not to spit out the food. if he did, I siam first.

All of them gave me their pressies, and wow... Grace gave me a necklace, and the pendant was a heart-shaped key. the shape of love on top, and below, key. The rest gave me a white shirt, a seesaw for pix, cute paper clips and a box of Chocolates. (Yum!)

I waited impatiently for MR Soh to arrive. The moment he did, we waited for a while as he headed to the gents. After that, we immediately posed with the knives, poised in still air to make our wishes. we cut our cake, and began to eat.

After the excitement faded, I waited impatiently for 1 pm. THat was the longest time. Never in my working life did I do this. Usually, I glance at the clock and say, huh? Time pass soo fast?

After 1 pm, I headed off to Clementi to meet Faisal. The beginning of our birthday date...

music influence?

2005-05-07T15:46:00.000+08:00

Your Taste in Music:

90's Hip Hop: Highest Influence

R&B: Highest Influence

90's R&B: High Influence

80's R&B: Low Influence

80's Rock: Low Influence

Adult Alternative: Low Influence

Classic Rock: Low Influence

Hip Hop: Low Influence

Old School Hip Hop: Low Influence

How's Your Taste in Music?

hmm... my japanese name..

2005-05-07T15:39:00.000+08:00

Your Japanese Name Is...

Mine Konoe

What's your Japanese Name?

the seductress in me..

2005-05-07T15:34:00.000+08:00

Your Seduction Style: The Natural

You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.
Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.
You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!
People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

what's my attitude?

2005-05-07T15:33:00.000+08:00

How Your Attitude Ranks

Your Attitude is Better than 75% of the Population

If you scored...

80-100: You've got a winner attitude. You're always optimistic and cheery. Your personality will get you far in life.

60-79: You have a good attitude. While a realist, you do see the positive side of most things. People love to be around you.

40 - 59: You have a positive attitude... somtimes. You prefer to see the world through clear glasses, not rose colored ones.

20 - 39: You have an average attitude. You take the good and bad in life as they come. Though sometimes you could use a little more good.

0-19: You have a negative attitude. You tend to see the dark side of every situation. Free ice cream? No thanks, it will just make you fat!

How's Your Attitude?

what are the keys to my heart??

2005-05-07T15:22:00.000+08:00

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

my birthday means...

2005-05-07T15:18:00.000+08:00

Your Birthdate: May 12

Being born on the 12th day of the month (3 energy) is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life.

The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental.

There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, sometimes "couldn't care less" attitude.

You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression.

Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing.

You are energetic and always a good conversationalist.

You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters.

Your mind is practical and rational despite this tendency to jump about.

You are affectionate and loving - but very sensitive.

You are subject to rapid ups and downs.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

whateva

2005-05-07T15:16:00.000+08:00

Your #1 Match: ENFJ

The Giver

You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.
Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.
Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.
You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.

You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.

Your #2 Match: ENFP

The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!

You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

Your #3 Match: ENTJ

The Executive

You are a natural leader - with confidence and strength that inspires others.
Driven to succeed, you are always looking for ways to gain, power, knowledge, and expertise.
Sometimes you aren't the most considerate person, especially to those who are a bit slow.
You are not easily intimidated - and you have a commanding, awe-inspiring presence.

You would make a great CEO, entrepreneur, or consultant.

Your #4 Match: ENTP

The Visionary

You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.
You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.
Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.
You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.

You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.

Your #5 Match: ESFJ

The Caregiver

You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.
A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.
You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.
You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.

You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher.

What's Your Personality Type?

2005-04-19T21:42:00.000+08:00

aie? my face kanna blocked??

2005-04-19T21:40:00.001+08:00

recognise me? shiok sendiri lol..

2005-04-19T21:40:00.000+08:00

ruzaini.. another incoming exco.. dun thy look good together?