Who understands it all, reaches out each time you fall....
You're the best friend that I've ever found :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY BELOVED HANNA!
Hope you like this. Hehe.
No Russell & Bromley, hehe, but I hope this suffices.
Lotsa Love,
XOXO
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Every now and then we find a special friend...
.....who never lets us down,
Who understands it all, reaches out each time you fall....
You're the best friend that I've ever found :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY BELOVED HANNA!
Hope you like this. Hehe.
No Russell & Bromley, hehe, but I hope this suffices.
Lotsa Love,
XOXO
Who understands it all, reaches out each time you fall....
You're the best friend that I've ever found :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY BELOVED HANNA!
Hope you like this. Hehe.
No Russell & Bromley, hehe, but I hope this suffices.
Lotsa Love,
XOXO
Friday, October 03, 2008
Dream a little dream....
I remembered what we were eating.
I remembered who we were with.
I remembered bits and pieces of the very words you said to me.
I remembered some bits of the conversation we had with everyone else.
I remembered you slicing something into half and dishing it to me.
But I just couldn't remember the name of the place.
Hmmm.....I have no idea why I fell asleep with this scene replaying in my mind.
Random it is....
PS: I miss Manda soooooooooo much it's indescribable =S
I remembered who we were with.
I remembered bits and pieces of the very words you said to me.
I remembered some bits of the conversation we had with everyone else.
I remembered you slicing something into half and dishing it to me.
But I just couldn't remember the name of the place.
Hmmm.....I have no idea why I fell asleep with this scene replaying in my mind.
Random it is....
PS: I miss Manda soooooooooo much it's indescribable =S
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Of Life and Lo-Lee-Ta
When I mentioned that Nabakov's 'Lolita' could potentially be interesting reading material to Buaya over summer, he made this disgusted face and proclaimed vehemently that the concept of paedophilia, which was introduced in the book, was downright sick.
Nevertheless, I went ahead and picked up a copy, and have been reading it ever since.
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul.
Do people these days write like this anymore?
"There are two kinds of visual memory: one when you skillfully create an image in the laboratory of your mind with your eyes open…and the other when you instantly evoke, with shut eyes, on the dark innerside of your eyelids, the objective, absolutely optical replica of a beloved face, a ghost in natural colours...."
"It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight...."
I hadn't realised how fatigue had taken its toll on me until recently when my mum commented on how exhausted I seemed to look. Without realising it, I had let myself be enraptured in a steadily deteriorating mood-slump that often left me feeling more tired than I probably really was, and left me lamenting about the zillions of jobs that I was supposed to juggle all at once.
And then, as cliched as it may seem, the Lehmann Brothers hoo-ha left me realising that life is only full of uncertainties and unpleasant surprises, and we should appreciate it to the fullest as much as we could.
Really, you are only as busy and as exhausted as you let yourself be.
You are only as overworked and undervalued as you perceive yourself to be.
You only look as lifeless as you let yourself become.
At the end of the day, I realise that as much as the public perceives it to be otherwise, so much of medicine boils down to character building, and it is really up to us to grasp every opportunity and make the best of it before we are permanently moulded into people we don't even know anymore without realising it.
We live and we learn. I know I'm still doing it day by day
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Ten Things I Love About You
Dear Niff,
1) You listen to me ramble on and on without breathing a single word of protest, despite how crappy the topic of conversation may get.
2) You still dub me the 'Fashionista' even though I have deteriorated beyond measure ;)
3) You are still one of the few people I can talk about anything under the sun with, even though it has been eons since I last saw you (my bad sorry!)
4) You tell me that I am 'thin' and 'skinny' and 'tiny' no matter how fat I have become. Hehe.
5) You manage to cheer me up every single time whenever I feel emo, and you never EVER complain that the topic of emo-shit is almost always the same =S
6) You let me call you silly names like Niffy and Niffy Poo even though we are full-fledged adults now ;) (You know how I only give pet names to special ppl hehe)
7) You let me spam you with MSN msgs, blog comments, wall posts etc etc and reply me patiently every single time without depicting a shadow of annoyance.
8) You have the best ways of dishing out advice and sound words tactfully even though many a time my issues are just downright stupid.
9) You humour me every single time, be it bimbotic conversations, complaints about other people or raves about Greys Anatomy ;)
10) You are just you. My newly-turned 21-yr-old Niffy whom I have now known for a total of 4 years, and still deem the day I met you at the airport, one of the luckiest days of my life :)
May the rest of your year be equally fabulous, just like you.
Happy Birthday Jenn!!!!
Much Love x
1) You listen to me ramble on and on without breathing a single word of protest, despite how crappy the topic of conversation may get.
2) You still dub me the 'Fashionista' even though I have deteriorated beyond measure ;)
3) You are still one of the few people I can talk about anything under the sun with, even though it has been eons since I last saw you (my bad sorry!)
4) You tell me that I am 'thin' and 'skinny' and 'tiny' no matter how fat I have become. Hehe.
5) You manage to cheer me up every single time whenever I feel emo, and you never EVER complain that the topic of emo-shit is almost always the same =S
6) You let me call you silly names like Niffy and Niffy Poo even though we are full-fledged adults now ;) (You know how I only give pet names to special ppl hehe)
7) You let me spam you with MSN msgs, blog comments, wall posts etc etc and reply me patiently every single time without depicting a shadow of annoyance.
8) You have the best ways of dishing out advice and sound words tactfully even though many a time my issues are just downright stupid.
9) You humour me every single time, be it bimbotic conversations, complaints about other people or raves about Greys Anatomy ;)
10) You are just you. My newly-turned 21-yr-old Niffy whom I have now known for a total of 4 years, and still deem the day I met you at the airport, one of the luckiest days of my life :)
May the rest of your year be equally fabulous, just like you.
Happy Birthday Jenn!!!!
Much Love x
Sunday, September 07, 2008
There is a reason why I was never a star athlete in High School.
5 or 6 years later, nothing has changed at all. Instead, I have deteriorated so badly that I am mildly appalled at myself.
Had I made myself believe that I could run pretty well back in school?? Or had the competition I had faced back then simply been a shadow of the competition I face now? Or maybe just simply that I have deteriorated beyond measure?
Amidst my horribly aching muscles, I am mildly glad now that my daily schedule is packed with a zillion and one things to do, despite several complaints in the past. At the very least, I can work on my multi-tasking skills, amidst keeping my mind off the most trivial of issues.
On the same note....You know how sometimes you have this mindset that there are some friends you have made in the past that will always have this bond with you?
That no matter how far apart you grow physically or mentally, when you talk again, it seems like nothing has ever changed?
We're no longer the best-EST of friends, no matter how hard we try to make ourselves believe otherwise.
We have different mindsets now, and different opinions of life. And we have grown further apart than you would like to believe.
In truth, there's so much we don't get about each anymore, that the only thing to go from here is just to push forward and let this rift grow further and further apart.
In the past, I was always pretty sure of myself, my mannerisms, preferences, quirks and which type of people I liked hanging out with best.
As of late, I'm all about versatility and adapation. And exploring anything new.
Cheers,
xx
5 or 6 years later, nothing has changed at all. Instead, I have deteriorated so badly that I am mildly appalled at myself.
Had I made myself believe that I could run pretty well back in school?? Or had the competition I had faced back then simply been a shadow of the competition I face now? Or maybe just simply that I have deteriorated beyond measure?
Amidst my horribly aching muscles, I am mildly glad now that my daily schedule is packed with a zillion and one things to do, despite several complaints in the past. At the very least, I can work on my multi-tasking skills, amidst keeping my mind off the most trivial of issues.
On the same note....You know how sometimes you have this mindset that there are some friends you have made in the past that will always have this bond with you?
That no matter how far apart you grow physically or mentally, when you talk again, it seems like nothing has ever changed?
We're no longer the best-EST of friends, no matter how hard we try to make ourselves believe otherwise.
We have different mindsets now, and different opinions of life. And we have grown further apart than you would like to believe.
In truth, there's so much we don't get about each anymore, that the only thing to go from here is just to push forward and let this rift grow further and further apart.
In the past, I was always pretty sure of myself, my mannerisms, preferences, quirks and which type of people I liked hanging out with best.
As of late, I'm all about versatility and adapation. And exploring anything new.
Cheers,
xx
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
It's Only Life
Gosh, I haven't felt this uninspired to blog since....man, I don't even remember.
But in an effort to revive this blog....well, sort of.....there are a few things to sum up this summer.
- Started missing my clinical attachment session after I got home, despite having had to return home late because of it.
- I didn't blog at ALL since my break started. Which is a huge shock. Usually, late nights up alone during hols at home seem to spark the most emo of emo-moments, hence leading to the need to blog.
- I got over my huge distaste and phobia of whiskey that has been present since the start of '07.
- Discovered that my tolerance got better despite having not consumed hard liquor for the whole of the first half of '08.
- Changed my hairstyle. Unintentionally, I might add. I have not had long, straight, layered hair for so long that it felt a little weird at first, but ah well.....hair is just hair =P
- Got a little bored of shopping. Didn't buy anything at all.
- Grew fatter *sobz*
- Lost touch with quite a lot of people, unintentionally too! I'll be back in touch soon ;)
- Booked my tickets to Jkt. See you all soon!!
- Had the most unhappening summer, contrary to hpy's popular belief =P But in so many ways, it was also a fantastic summer, filled with plenty of bumming and zero emo moments.
But in an effort to revive this blog....well, sort of.....there are a few things to sum up this summer.
- Started missing my clinical attachment session after I got home, despite having had to return home late because of it.
- I didn't blog at ALL since my break started. Which is a huge shock. Usually, late nights up alone during hols at home seem to spark the most emo of emo-moments, hence leading to the need to blog.
- I got over my huge distaste and phobia of whiskey that has been present since the start of '07.
- Discovered that my tolerance got better despite having not consumed hard liquor for the whole of the first half of '08.
- Changed my hairstyle. Unintentionally, I might add. I have not had long, straight, layered hair for so long that it felt a little weird at first, but ah well.....hair is just hair =P
- Got a little bored of shopping. Didn't buy anything at all.
- Grew fatter *sobz*
- Lost touch with quite a lot of people, unintentionally too! I'll be back in touch soon ;)
- Booked my tickets to Jkt. See you all soon!!
- Had the most unhappening summer, contrary to hpy's popular belief =P But in so many ways, it was also a fantastic summer, filled with plenty of bumming and zero emo moments.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Relief #2
Relieved that exams are done with and passed!
My loonnnggg holiday of bumming and doing nothing starts properly right now
:)
Could nvr have done this alone.
Thank Youuuuu!
My loonnnggg holiday of bumming and doing nothing starts properly right now
:)
Could nvr have done this alone.
Thank Youuuuu!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
BFFs and Birthdays :)
To My Funky Fashionista (with the coolest hair now hehe) and Bestest Friend in the whole wide world :)
As much as the world and people around you are constantly changing every day, you are the one thing that is constant in mine :)
Happy Birthday, Darling!!
Love you to the moon and back!
<3
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Can You Hear Me?
Remember the last Euro? Man, time flies. I can still see myself arguing with hpy over scores, taunting each other's teams, and sitting in the West End, feeling my heart sink when Greece (of all ppl!!) kicked my beloved France out of the competition. Of course, after that I couldn't really be bothered to follow up with the finals.
This Euro is a weird one.
First off, I gave up on France during the last WC when they performed like crap to start with, somehow managed to worm their way into the Finals, and got trumped by Italy.
Which is partly why I didn't bother watching any matches this time around (besides exams of course =P). Because it looks like I wasn't really wrong about Les Bleus this time either. What with Zizou finally out of the picture and Henry warming the bench, and a possibly hopeless make-up of the rest of the team. Bleh.
And there is no England either. Thanks to well....no pushing the blame around. It still feels weird.
So with both teams out of the way, I am forced to heap my support on to another team. No, I am not favouring Italy. Well, not just for the reason that they already got trashed by the Netherlands, along with the fact that they happen to be in the Group of Death. Hahaha. Oops.
What clearer decision to make besides going for the stylish Spaniards? Heh. The team that Fernando Torres - Liverpool superstar is in....even though he has yet to shine. But worry not, he will.
My point?? I think I'm more interested in Euro '08's theme song by Enrique 'Can You Hear Me' than the new Euro champions.
Haha. I'm kidding. Maybe by hook or by crook, the team I'm supporting will win the Finals for once =P
This Euro is a weird one.
First off, I gave up on France during the last WC when they performed like crap to start with, somehow managed to worm their way into the Finals, and got trumped by Italy.
Which is partly why I didn't bother watching any matches this time around (besides exams of course =P). Because it looks like I wasn't really wrong about Les Bleus this time either. What with Zizou finally out of the picture and Henry warming the bench, and a possibly hopeless make-up of the rest of the team. Bleh.
And there is no England either. Thanks to well....no pushing the blame around. It still feels weird.
So with both teams out of the way, I am forced to heap my support on to another team. No, I am not favouring Italy. Well, not just for the reason that they already got trashed by the Netherlands, along with the fact that they happen to be in the Group of Death. Hahaha. Oops.
What clearer decision to make besides going for the stylish Spaniards? Heh. The team that Fernando Torres - Liverpool superstar is in....even though he has yet to shine. But worry not, he will.
My point?? I think I'm more interested in Euro '08's theme song by Enrique 'Can You Hear Me' than the new Euro champions.
Haha. I'm kidding. Maybe by hook or by crook, the team I'm supporting will win the Finals for once =P
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Drawing the line....
at arrogance. At haughtiness. At presumed self-superiority.
I admit that many a time, I probably have been one to fall victim to these myself. There was also probably once a time that I turned up my nose at many a thing that is actually as trivial as anything can get, and yet I felt the need to dramatise and complain unendingly about it just because I had let the lack of judgment within me take over.
These days, I kid not when I say that humility is truly a virtue. I have realised the importance of being humbled over and over again by the things that happen around you everyday, and the path that is laid out for us, which in truth, we probably have not much control over.
I remember in CC, 'Lucy' referred to me as a 'Da Xiao Jie', which irked me slightly, but not as much as it would probably irk me now if someone were to use the same term on me. I am grateful for the fact that I grew up with the policy of 'ask and thou shalt receive', or on several occasions, without even asking. I am even more grateful that I am one of those who was fortunate enough to be raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. So much so that on several occasions during the past few years since I left High School, I have grown increasingly afraid that I might have turned into one of those 'UpperEastSide Snobs', so to speak figuratively.
Many a time when I whine that I lack sufficient 'trendy-looking designer bags' for this year or crave for another Balenciaga or even that particular Valentino, or how I think that Marc by Marc Jacobs is considered 'High Street standard' and that Topshop is just blergh, I check myself right there.
My younger self 2 or 3 years back might have been eager to flaunt designer ware (not that I had that many back then) or obvious comfort in life and the good fortune of incredibly compliant and generous parents, but my current self, believe it or not, strives hard to keep a low profile. It makes me cringe when a weird look crosses the face of the person whom I'm talking to when they realise that I could, on many circumstances, turn out to be the 'Da Xiao Jie' that I have been tagged as. But in reality, I cannot describe how truly humbled I have been in recent times...by everything and everyone, and how afraid I am of turning into a 'designer-clad princess who has every comfort in the world at her feet'...and not just in terms of materials, but in terms of making an effort to accept or get to know everyone for who they truly are, no judgement. I have observed and experienced around me, and truth be told, it is certainly not the most attractive of characters to possess.
I just hope this is what they call growing up.
I admit that many a time, I probably have been one to fall victim to these myself. There was also probably once a time that I turned up my nose at many a thing that is actually as trivial as anything can get, and yet I felt the need to dramatise and complain unendingly about it just because I had let the lack of judgment within me take over.
These days, I kid not when I say that humility is truly a virtue. I have realised the importance of being humbled over and over again by the things that happen around you everyday, and the path that is laid out for us, which in truth, we probably have not much control over.
I remember in CC, 'Lucy' referred to me as a 'Da Xiao Jie', which irked me slightly, but not as much as it would probably irk me now if someone were to use the same term on me. I am grateful for the fact that I grew up with the policy of 'ask and thou shalt receive', or on several occasions, without even asking. I am even more grateful that I am one of those who was fortunate enough to be raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. So much so that on several occasions during the past few years since I left High School, I have grown increasingly afraid that I might have turned into one of those 'UpperEastSide Snobs', so to speak figuratively.
Many a time when I whine that I lack sufficient 'trendy-looking designer bags' for this year or crave for another Balenciaga or even that particular Valentino, or how I think that Marc by Marc Jacobs is considered 'High Street standard' and that Topshop is just blergh, I check myself right there.
My younger self 2 or 3 years back might have been eager to flaunt designer ware (not that I had that many back then) or obvious comfort in life and the good fortune of incredibly compliant and generous parents, but my current self, believe it or not, strives hard to keep a low profile. It makes me cringe when a weird look crosses the face of the person whom I'm talking to when they realise that I could, on many circumstances, turn out to be the 'Da Xiao Jie' that I have been tagged as. But in reality, I cannot describe how truly humbled I have been in recent times...by everything and everyone, and how afraid I am of turning into a 'designer-clad princess who has every comfort in the world at her feet'...and not just in terms of materials, but in terms of making an effort to accept or get to know everyone for who they truly are, no judgement. I have observed and experienced around me, and truth be told, it is certainly not the most attractive of characters to possess.
I just hope this is what they call growing up.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Whatever it takes
Can you feel this???
Even after all this while.....incredulous, isn't it?
I'm so done with trying to be nice.
Even after all this while.....incredulous, isn't it?
I'm so done with trying to be nice.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Life on Hold
Today was a good day.
I have found the funniest movie buddies to replace my cuzzie. Hahaha. Strange why the ppl around us didn't think the movie was AS funny. Lol.
I haven't laughed so much in ages. Hahah.
Funny how I spent the whole week wishing for the weekend to be here so that I could spend my days hibernating only to be unable to sleep early on Friday night =P
OSCE and Test down, but still no pause in life. More mugging piling up and finals in a blink of an eye =P
And I don't even have time to rearrange my summer plans or book that Jkt flight and think about the possibility of a Melb trip.
So currently everything is on hold. So sorry. Haha.
I have found the funniest movie buddies to replace my cuzzie. Hahaha. Strange why the ppl around us didn't think the movie was AS funny. Lol.
I haven't laughed so much in ages. Hahah.
Funny how I spent the whole week wishing for the weekend to be here so that I could spend my days hibernating only to be unable to sleep early on Friday night =P
OSCE and Test down, but still no pause in life. More mugging piling up and finals in a blink of an eye =P
And I don't even have time to rearrange my summer plans or book that Jkt flight and think about the possibility of a Melb trip.
So currently everything is on hold. So sorry. Haha.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Couldn't think of an appropriate enough title for this one. Maybe because I initially wanted to mark the post down as 'The Day Shing dappled in Adventure Sports' but then I realised it was gonna be a mishmash of things (Haha, your word, Jenn).
So on this very glorious day, I went on a caving trip because I am a very nice person, and as Cheek kindly reminded with his 'puss in boots eyes', he and Sean were friends in need. Which is true enough, anyway. I felt sorry about the turn-out of the whole situation and decided trips like these were worth a try at least once in a lifetime anyway.
Let me reinstate that the day before, me and Michelle played pivotal roles in roping in last minute victims....oops, I meant people, to join the expedition. After much pleading to extents that almost saw me exhausting my persuasion skills, we managed to con 4 more ppl (one of which we automatically included) to join at the last minute. Unfortunately I realise that I probably can't do anymore of this because it would probably seem very hypocritical if I went around conning people to join trips in which I myself do not participate. Hur Hur.
This is getting too long. Argh. Anyway, all in all, the trip was....eye-opening and definitely a once in a lifetime experience for me. To say that I have developed a sudden love for Adventure sports would be pushing the limit, but I am glad that I went, even if the least there was to gain from it was discovering that I am a hopeless climber.....which wasn't the case, of course. There was much insight that I gained from it, from all angles. The structures were magnificent and the pitch black atmosphere was incredibly calming at times.
Unfortunately, a certain Japanese counterpart possibly owes me a new outfit from Yohji Yamamoto. Lol.
Back to the reality of mugging and catching up w tons of stuff, and practising for OSCE's now. ARGH. Which I have yet to do. Through karaoke moments like last night and 'adventurous moments' like this one, all in all, the clock is ticking. And I realise I have been abandoning my friends yet again. Sorry!
And also sorry for the previous cryptic post. It wasn't really meant to be cryptic, I just haven't gotten around to telling some people. Haha. Well, at the very least, one person knows what I'm talking about :)
Thanks for always being there, Niff. Through the mountain of complaints and more.
Will put some overdue pics up in the next entry
x
So on this very glorious day, I went on a caving trip because I am a very nice person, and as Cheek kindly reminded with his 'puss in boots eyes', he and Sean were friends in need. Which is true enough, anyway. I felt sorry about the turn-out of the whole situation and decided trips like these were worth a try at least once in a lifetime anyway.
Let me reinstate that the day before, me and Michelle played pivotal roles in roping in last minute victims....oops, I meant people, to join the expedition. After much pleading to extents that almost saw me exhausting my persuasion skills, we managed to con 4 more ppl (one of which we automatically included) to join at the last minute. Unfortunately I realise that I probably can't do anymore of this because it would probably seem very hypocritical if I went around conning people to join trips in which I myself do not participate. Hur Hur.
This is getting too long. Argh. Anyway, all in all, the trip was....eye-opening and definitely a once in a lifetime experience for me. To say that I have developed a sudden love for Adventure sports would be pushing the limit, but I am glad that I went, even if the least there was to gain from it was discovering that I am a hopeless climber.....which wasn't the case, of course. There was much insight that I gained from it, from all angles. The structures were magnificent and the pitch black atmosphere was incredibly calming at times.
Unfortunately, a certain Japanese counterpart possibly owes me a new outfit from Yohji Yamamoto. Lol.
Back to the reality of mugging and catching up w tons of stuff, and practising for OSCE's now. ARGH. Which I have yet to do. Through karaoke moments like last night and 'adventurous moments' like this one, all in all, the clock is ticking. And I realise I have been abandoning my friends yet again. Sorry!
And also sorry for the previous cryptic post. It wasn't really meant to be cryptic, I just haven't gotten around to telling some people. Haha. Well, at the very least, one person knows what I'm talking about :)
Thanks for always being there, Niff. Through the mountain of complaints and more.
Will put some overdue pics up in the next entry
x
Sunday, March 23, 2008
You remind me
It is strange how it materialised out of the blue....the tiny details that reminded me of you.
The Converse sneakers, the small mannerisms, the slightest of dressing details...even the glasses.
The only saving grace was that when he opened his mouth, his voice was as different to yours as night is to day.
Unfortunately, instead of nostalgia, emotion this time around arrived in the form of intense dislike, annoyance and distaste for everything he did.
Eventually, I realised that these were phantom images that I could choose to see or not to see. And with the growing guilt from the multitude of withering looks and snarky remarksI had thrown at the poor, clueless boy, I decided to let these deranged moments go.
On this totally un-emo note, I just find it amazing how things change in life. Heh.
Such as how you and I have come such a long way from being best friends to complete strangers.
PS: I know this blog is dead. Have some pics that I'm waiting for that I will update asap :)
Much Love~
The Converse sneakers, the small mannerisms, the slightest of dressing details...even the glasses.
The only saving grace was that when he opened his mouth, his voice was as different to yours as night is to day.
Unfortunately, instead of nostalgia, emotion this time around arrived in the form of intense dislike, annoyance and distaste for everything he did.
Eventually, I realised that these were phantom images that I could choose to see or not to see. And with the growing guilt from the multitude of withering looks and snarky remarksI had thrown at the poor, clueless boy, I decided to let these deranged moments go.
On this totally un-emo note, I just find it amazing how things change in life. Heh.
Such as how you and I have come such a long way from being best friends to complete strangers.
PS: I know this blog is dead. Have some pics that I'm waiting for that I will update asap :)
Much Love~
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