To My Dear Tooth

Please hang in there and don't bring me any pain or discomfort...It's only 1.5 months more. I'm sure you can be a good tooth and stay strong till 9th November. I promise you'll only need to stay with me till then. When the doctors pluck you out, I'll remember that you've served me well over the last 2 decades.

Till here.

laments (again)

Increasing frustration with an admin staff. I hope I don't lose my patience anytime soon.

- she talks loudly and laughs alot in the office and is not serious when she needs to.
- she sometimes gives me half-baked work when I ask her for something

And....

- she sent an email to my hotmail account. the email had external parties on it. #%^%$#%3

Greedy Hammie

This brough a big smile to my face too!

Mid-Afternoon Comic Relief

I thought this was really quite funny... haha

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There is something a little surreal about seeing friends around me having babies. Although some of their kids are already toddlers, I still feel a little strange about it.

It's kinda like hey, we used to grow up acting silly, burping in front of each other, being geeky and gawky and goofy with each other and now, they're parents.

*Disconnect*

Hmm....

The "YAY!!" stuff

I had a good run yesterday. For some reason, although the air felt a little heavy and still (cos of the haze?), I ran better yesterday compared to Monday. Maybe running and thinking about things at the same time makes me run better? haha...

Building up stamina again! Whee!!

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I've been doing some simple research on making my own wrist corsages and making ribbon roses. :) I remember when I was younger and would spend alot of time making cards and little gifts for friends and loved ones, especially during birthdays, Valentine's Day or other festive occasions. But I've grown lazy and not done so for the last couple of years except for the odd craft or two.

So I'm looking forward to piecing together my first wrist corsage! Haha hopefully it'll look decent enough. And hopefully I'll create a nice design in time for the sisters next year. :D

Whee!! Time to go Spotlight to buy materials!!
More ribbons, hot glue and glue gun, beads and other stuff!!

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Today will be a "running errands" day. After my trip to the hair salon later, I still need to go to the pharmacy to get the prescribed acne gel, pay my credit card bills (boooo....) and then collect my new passport...

Hopefully after that...I can get the chance to pop by H&M!!! :D *loves*
I wonder how the prices are compared to the outlets in Europe.

And then it's off to Spotlight after that!!! Wheeeee! :D *loves too*

Sigh...part 2

Speaking of acne. I don't have very good skin and it's been so since my teenage years. But even during that time, I don't recall having acne or so many bumps on the skin. It was random pimples on the T-zone area, typically of most kids growing up.

Signs of acne rash first occurred in Feb/Mar this year. I was told it could be due to hormonal changes in the body and was prescribed some cream to prevent the itch and rsh from spreading. It got better but came back on and on/off basis. It gets worse in the 1-2 weeks prior to me having my menses. (I hate my hormones!!)

The acne occurs mainly on the jawline area below the ears, papular acne (reddish and swollen bumps) is accumulating there and whiteheads are occuring there as well and along other parts of the jawline. :(

Went to the polyclinic earlier this morning to get some cream and a referral letter to see a dermatologist at the hospital......

Till further updates after I see the derm doctor.....

OHHH!!! The woes of a 30 year old.
Saggy skin, cellulite, acne, love handles, flabby areas....!! I feel like I am back to my teenage years, fretting over skin and weight!

p/s: I hope some of the acne clears by the ROM!!

Sigh...

Since I was a child, I'd visit the hospital or some medical institution at least once or twice a year. Well, maybe for the period of time between 1995 to 2002 I didn't really need to go. Then 2005 came and monthly or bi-weekly visits to the hospital were the norm for that year right through till early 2006.

And then it was back to yearly follow-ups, check-ups, etc.

It's gonna be a "xian" time for the next few months again with check-ups and follow-ups. Pocket's gonna get a big hole again.

21 Sept PM - Acne/Derma issue, CGH Dermatology Clinic
18 Oct AM - Blood test, National Heart Centre
2 Nov AM - Yearly checkup + ECG, National Heart Centre
9 Nov AM - Dental extraction, CGH Dental Clinic

Easily $600-1000 might be spent. -_-'' I can go HK or BKK for a holiday with that amount of money leh.

To those who have been strong and healthy all this while. Please continue taking good care of yourself and stay strong!!

uggggh

no respect for people who do not bother to do a good and proper job when it's for matters not relating to their own projects.

today is wednesday. but it feels like a blue monday.

Waka Waka Eh Eh...

I'm really going to Senegal in October for a week. Not looking forward to it actually. Abit leychey.
Went for 3 jabs yesterday at Tan Tock Seng Hospital for my Hep A part 2, tetanus and meningococcal (meningitis) vaccines.

I still need to go see my GP to get anti-malaria pills.

The only bright spark is that I will be flying there via Paris. I have a 9-hour layover in Paris and I get to practice my French! Wonder if I can get out of the airport and walk around for awhile in town. Need to plan hmm...

:)

Voila! Dress and suit chosen, ring pillow bought, dress shoes bought. All that's left for the ROM is to confirm the food menu and to collect the certificates!

Currently exploring the making of wrist corsages though these would be for the actual day. I've got existing materials that I can use to make an initial one just to see how it turns out to be. :) It helps to have a drawer full of art and craft materials hehe.

Art and craft time!!

verbal diarrhoea

I was angry and frustrated last night because I was sort of chided by my boss for being late in handing in a simple piece of work. Explained to him that I was already done with it last week but was pending my colleague for his input (which was probably going to be just one or two paragraphs only).

I am still feeling frustrated this morning.

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Open letter to HC.

It's only a simple paragraph or two. Why do you need to drag it for so long? The deadline I gave you was last Friday. I've reminded you a few times since last week and even at the start of this week. I reminded you again yesterday to hand in your portion to me since you were not going to be in office the whole of today. You said yes and that you'd send it to me last night.

YOU HAVE NOT SENT ME ANYTHING AT ALL AS AT 945AM THIS MORNING.

It's not the first time you are doing this. If we're working on a project and you fall short of completing your portion of things, I come in to plug the gap because I don't want the whole project to end up being a slipshod effort. Just don't take it for granted that I will always do so.

I've been patient for a long time. The rest of us have been patient for a long time. How long more do you want us to cover your ass for you? There is seriously a f**king limit to what and how long more we can tolerate your lack of urgency, your lack of organisation skills, your lack of concern, you lack of admnistrative skills and your whatever.

If you want to go down, don't drag us with you. Because of your delays, you make it seem as if we're the incompetent ones. I don't deny you're a smart guy. But wtf?? Can you please get your act together??? 不要拖累我们.

Ugh.

Talking to....My Feet

I never got to own a pair of Converse shoes. I remember bugging my mum for a pair when I was in secondary school but I always ended up with BM2000 shoes from Bata.

Lately, the thought of having a pair of Converse shoes has resurfaced. :)

I went to the store two days ago and saw a grey pair and an army green pair which I liked.
Hmm....to get or not to get....

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On the prowl now for a pair of suitable heels to match the ROM dress.

Yes, I've chosen the dress already. A short, simple one with little lace flowers on the tube bodice.
I think I look like a little girl in the dress though....sigh. Didn't quite turn out to be the slightly more sophisticated look I was hoping for...

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My bunions have been acting up the last few days.

I'd start off okay in the morning but by the time I reach Tampines at the end of the day and walk home, my bunions and toes would bring me much aches and discomfort. :( Bleah

quick updates?

Bought a new top the other day. As usual, the granny (yes, granny, not auntie) in me surfaced.
I'm looking at it now. Darn it looks granny-like.

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Teleconference at 8pm tomorrow night with folks from the States. Not liking it.

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Aching bunions and toes from shopping in heels. Not liking it. Got distracted and forgot that I wanted to look for a ring pillow too.

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Menses almost over and is in trickles now. Yay! Skin is clearing up too. The older I get, the more the hormones act up and the skin suffers as a result. Bleah.

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Two guys just told me today that I am getting "bah bah". Arms getting bigger and flabbier.
NOT liking this. :( Sigh.........

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I think I am not getting enough sleep. 'Nuff said.

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Ok, to bed I will go.

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Now.

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Good night world.

YAY!

H&M has finally opened in Singapore!! I should find a time one day and go scour the whole store!!
Wheee!!

Jackson

I heard Robbie Williams' "Better Man" on the radio earlier tonight. I love the song for its sincerity and down-to-earth feel. And of course Robbie's voice is just so lovely in this song.

This song never fails to remind me of Jackson as well.

I first met Jackson back in 2004. A long time back come to think of it. We were at a BBQ and at that time, the first Singapore Idol was in its auditions stage. Jackson loved singing and he was keen to participate in the auditions. He wanted to sing "Better Man" for the auditions and gathered a bunch of us together so that he could sing to us and have us critique his singing. For a tall, big and heavy guy, he was quite shy initially as he cleared his throat and prepared to sing. He then stood on a stone bench and sang his heart out.

I remember thinking, his voice was average, just like any other man on the street. But he was eager and earnest and sincere and I gave him brownie points just for those attributes. I kept my comments to myself though for it was only my first time meeting him and I did not want to say anything wrong especially when I had heard some bits of his background.

Jackson went through a hard period sometime back in his life and grew a little mentally unstable as a result. There were times when he would suddenly disappear for a few weeks and we'd hear that he had heard voices in his head and so he took to hiding under a table in the church nearest his home. Or we'd hear that he refused to take his medication and hence his temper became volatile again and he hit his father at home. Stuff like these.

But he was still a good guy at heart. Eager to learn about life and love and people. Sometimes innocent and naive too. He would get all silly and romantic and write poems. He would get philosophical and ask questions that no one found easy to answer like what is love, what do you think love encompasses, what is the most important lesson life has taught you so far, etc...

We got along alright. Whenever we met at gatherings, he'd come greet me enthusiastically. I suspect he had a soft spot for me haha. Sometimes people didn't really talk to him and he'd end up in a corner either drinking or stonigng or staring into space. I would go over to talk to him or keep him company for awhile so he wouldn't feel so left out and I think he appreciated that.

I lost touch with him since early 2009 though. But he was in my Facebook and I'd occassionally see him post a cryptic message or two in his status or he'd post up one of two of his poems.

He suddenly messaged me through Facebook a few days ago. I usually keep myself on an offline status but for some reason that day I accidentally allowed myself to be available for an FB chat and then he messaged me.

He sounded happy and more at peace and I felt happy for him too. He said he no longer hung out with that group of friends and now had a whole new circle of friends. When I asked him why, he said that he had found that he could not really fit in with the old group of friends due to differences in mindsets and values and hence decided to keep away. He found himself a new social circle and was feeling happier with them. He'd also had some of poems published in the newsletter of the rehabilitation centre he was with.

Jackson asked me too, what do you think love is about? I was at work and did not have the bandwidth to mull over such a question. I answered off the top of my head and I told him I thought love was about patience, understanding, compromise and emphathy, amongst other things. He seemed to be satisfied with my reply and agreed with me too haha.

We talked for just a little while more before I had to end the conversation. Before we said our virtual goodbyes, he said he was glad to have known me. I was a sincere and real person he said, not some fake-o with a not-so-good heart. I thought it was sweet of him to make such a comment lol.

Stay happy Jackson. And stay true to yourself and continue doing what you like best.
Take care. :)

Busan Oh Busan!

It was a case of “so near yet so far” and it took us about 14 hours to reach our hotel in Busan. The flight and transit alone took us almost 12 hours.

Busan’s a coastal town and is the second largest city in Korea. We were fortunate to have had the meeting venue situated in a hotel just next to the Haeundae Beach. Haeundae’s pronounced as “Hay-Oon-Day” by the way.

This trip was slightly odd in the sense that I did not have much time to jot down my own personal thoughts for each day. I was just so tired at the end of each day! Haha. Maybe it’s the coastal air.

So I’m sitting here at the Gimhae Airport in Busan, waiting for my flight to Incheon Airport in Seoul. Right now, it’s 28 Aug Sunday, 2:30pm in SG and 3:30pm in Busan.

The People
Korea’s the land of plastic surgery, cosmetics, skincare and lots of pretty people. Everyone’s so well-groomed. So….about the young Korean ladies first. I think my guy friends would have perpetual nosebleeds if they stayed in Korea for a week. The girls were all super fair and slim and made up. BB cream and light natural make up seemed to be the preference with light pink natural lips, straight brows, little to no eyeshadow and some eyeliner. High heels seemed to be the de facto footwear, even to places like the beach. Wonder how they can tahan tottering along the sandy footpaths in heels.

The younger generation males seemed to be almost as fair as the ladies and I think some of them had BB cream on too haha. The older males all had a typical look about them. Hard and harsh faces with small eyes, many frown lines and a generally tough MCP appearance. Old men typically wore berets or little caps and carried walking sticks.

The younger generation wore fashionable outfits. Some others dressed more simply but still looked good! Dashing young men looked dapper in their blazers thrown over white T-shirts and simple capris or pants. And some young girls in primary school already had their hair dyed in varying shades of brown.

Ah Ju Ma
I’m dedicating a separate section to the Ah Ju Mas. :) Simply put, Ahjumas are the “Aunties” of Korea. Those I saw in Busan could be identified by a few distinguishing traits. Short permed hair ending at the ears or slightly after. Baggy pants. Flat canvas shoes. Floral long-sleeved or three-quarter sleeved blouses. Age ranging between 45 to70 perhaps? Anyway, one look and you could tell whether a lady was an ahjuma or not. Put 5 of them together and I think I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between each of them. You’d see these ahjumas in abundance at the market areas, either peddling their wares as vendors or bargaining for better prices as customers or just gossiping with each other.

Language
Most of them couldn’t speak English to save their lives. Each meal time was a challenge to us. We’d point at pictures, play charade with the service staff, draw pictures, mimic animal sounds and do anything we could to communicate what we wanted to order. I thought the hotel staff would be better but some of them had a weak command of English too. Taking cabs was a challenge as well. Thankfully the signages at their subway stations were written in both English and Korean so we could still manage.

Food!!
Spicy. Spicy. Spicy. But I love it, love it, love it! :) Lots of garlic, onions and spring onions are used in Korean cuisine. And that sits down very well with me hehe. I’m a lover of these things. And they eat lots of beef too! I’m a beef lover too. So, yay!

I had a hosted dinner on Thursday night and it was amazing in the sense that they served at least 20-over dishes for that meal. Plates after plates after plates of food were served and we delegates just stared in amazement when the dishes kept on arriving at our tables. What we thought would be the last dish always wasn’t haha. They had the usual preserved vegetables, ginseng porridge, beef patty, grilled saba fish, dried spicy shrimp (much like our heh bee), bean paste rice, mushroom salad, vegetable salad, barbequed pork, kimchi soup, and the list goes on….I went back to my hotel room feeling like a whale.

Over the next few meals, I stuffed myself with barbequed beef and pork wrapped in lovely crisp lettuce leaves, stirfried rice with chicken and octopus, steamed egg in chicken stock, extremely spicy kimchi soup and extremely spicy stir-fried squid, chicken skewers in gongbao style, Korean Hite beer, Korean soju (rice wine), Ferrero Rocher (couldn’t help it, it was selling for only 3 for S$1.70), Hershey’s chocolate milk, Italian risotto…;p *burp*

My dieting plans have obviously gone awry.

Shopping
I went shopping at Nampodong. Fantastic area. Imagine Taiwan’s Ximending, Bangkok’s Chatuchak (though not as cramped and dirty and dusty), Seoul’s Myeongdong and Singapore’s Bugis Village. That’s how Nampodong is. Nampodong’s much much cleaner than Chatuchak haha.

Any self-respecting lady would squeal at the amount of cosmetics and skincare shops they had there. (Although I think Myeongdong in Seoul had more). Saw some shops selling shoes at only 5000won, which is about…*gasp*…..S$5.50.

Other sights
Nampodong was at the base of the Yongdusan Park, which was on a hill. And so I went there as well. Nothing breathtaking though. No real “wow” factor for me. All there was in that park were a few bronze sculptures of dragons and an army general in traditional garb, loads of trees and loads of senior citizens ahha.

I also went to the Jagalchi Fish Market which was located a few streets away from the Nampodong area. Although it was wet and fishy and smelly, the quick walk through that area was interesting because it opened my eyes to strange and apparently edible sea-dwelling creatures.

I saw small live octopuses with heads about as big as a small watermelon. I saw strange eels, some brown, some silvery and others of a beige and pink colour. I saw very strange creatures which looked like sea slugs with blunt thorns. I really can’t imagine people eating all these things. I also saw sea urchins and shellfish of varying shades of brown and green and varying sizes from something as small as a cockle to something as large as the rice plate I have at home.


Ok, I've just finished writing this and it's already 8:45pm SG time and 9:45pm Korean time. I'm already in Seoul, Incheon Airport. Awaiting my flight home to Singapore.

I'm currently chilling in the Business Class lounge, thanks to my boss who signed me in hehe. Comfy sofa chairs with food, snacks and drinks all served buffet style. :) I guess it's times like this when I love my boss hahaha.

Two hours more to kill before I need to go to the boarding area. I think I'll nap here for a little while and then head out for a short walk at the shops. I've spent quite abit on this short trip already...hmm...I forsee more spending in the next few months...*wails*

*deep breath*

patience. highly needed.

tiring to talk to colleagues, who make it a point to argue every single point you say.
think I'll just steer clear. it's still best to hide in my corner and do my own things. shan't say more.

om mani padme hum

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Why do I come in at 815am and leave at 6pm or sometimes at 7pm....

While some come in at 930 or 10am and leave at the same time as me or sometimes even earlier than me?

Minuting

Any public service personnel at the managerial level would have gone through the painful task of taking minutes for meetings.

I've done my fair share of it. Too much of it actually.

And this month, I think I've walking around with a huge target board on my ass. I was arrowed for many minuting duties. I had a major meeting on 11 Aug, with smaller ones on 3 and 17 Aug, and my own Board meeting on 15 Aug.

Been spending my days writing minutes and clearing them with the bosses.

Rite of passage for bigger things to come?
Hmm...