Lazy to blog

"A love that will last" - Renee Olstead
I want a little something more
Don't want the middle or the one before
I don't desire a complicated past
I want a love that will last

Say that you love
Say I'm the one
Don't kiss and hug me and then try to run
I don't do drama
My tears don't fall fast
I want a love that will last

[Chorus]
I don't want a just a memory
Give me forever
Don't even think about saying good-bye
Cos I want just one love to be enough
And remain in my heart till i die

So call me romantic
Oh I guess that must be so
There's something more that you oughta know
I'll never leave you
So don't even ask
I want a love that will last

Forever
I want a love that will last
I want a love that will last

[Chorus]
I don't want a just a memory
Give me forever
Don't even think about saying good-bye
Cos I want just one love to be enough
And remain in my heart till i die

So there's little more that I need
I wanna share all the air you breathe
I'm not the kinda girl to complicate the past
I want a love that will last

Forever
I want a love the love that last
Always
I just want a love that will last
Want a love that will last

Gone?

When I woke up yesterday morning, one thing struck me. The shoes outside the neighbours' doors were gone. Then I thought, maybe they are out.

But when night falls, there were still no sign of any life. I was actually all alone in the cluster with another girl!

That's a good sign I guess. Less dirty toilet and kitchen for days to come. Just hope that the conference people will not start plaguing my cluster instead.

Anyway, I suspect those people who stayed here are Malaysians from some uni somewhere. The Malays are very Malay (unlike those you find in Indo or Sg) and the Chinese, super rude. But good lah. They are gone. Tata~

Dumdum

He back for the weekend. Just to pack and move off again. Sigh. Does this signify a new phase of moving on?

Have I moved on?

The third week of preceptorship is coming upon me. The amount of time I get to spend with my preceptor is drastically reduced now. And I fell quite cheated lah. Bleagh.

This holidays is so weird without him around. Only my family to celebrate my birthday with. Sigh.

Wish time would move faster. And Dec would arrive soon.

Hah!

Not even a piteous leeeeetle reply to my emails.

Hello there. I'm still alive you know.

Yessssssss. I am still alive. I may not update this blog frequently anymore, but you could do me a favour and visit my journal. If all the pharmacy stuff bores you to death, then too bad lah. At least leave some comments, and tell me what you want me to talk about as well.

These 2 days have been a little hard for me. Thinking of him left,right,centre, top, bottom. Everything I do I just think of him. And when I lifted by mobile, wanting to type a sms for him, then I remembered that he won't be able to read it. And when I go online, I'd want to email him, but then I remembered that he's stuck in some farm out there. Sigh.

And you know what. Pimples are happily popping out of my smooth, porcelain cheek. I'm so pissed. Differin is not working as well as it should be!

Bah. I think I should just go to bed now.

Oh btw, my classmate thinks that I'm weird for not liking to join in the hustle and bustle during the weeked. How to make a tinyislander understand that I don't like crowded places!

Sunday blues

I'm very unhappy lah. Went out today with a friend/acquaintance and sort of "wasted" a few hours away. First, waiting for a bus that took 20 minutes to arrive. Then on the same bus that took almost 40 minutes to reach the destination. Then I got so bored of wlking aimlessly into shops and just flipping clothings around and looking at their price. And the SUNDAY CROWD. Practically the whole of West tinylittleislanders are out today. It's just jammed pack. And I hate crowded places. And I tried to call him to talk to him but of course it wouldn't be very polite to the friend if I started to spend so much time on the phone. He's going to be away for almost ONE WEEK! And he can't even bring his cellphone there. It would mean that he's uncontactable. And I don't know whether he could read emails and send them. :(

I'm so upset. I need to be consoled. And I have so much work to do. I hate today.

Update at 6.57pm: So a nap didn't really make my mood better. In fact, it made me angrier, because even when I dream, I had difficulty contacting him. Grrr. And I dreamt of my mother and family and cousins back when we were in our early teens. Lousylousy Sunday. I'm just going to shut myself up in the room and spend the rest of the day ALONE. And oh yes, did I mention I absolutely luuuuuuurve having dinner all by myself?

Aahhhhhh...

I took out my presentation sheet I did for Friday and decided to start working on the follow-up questions my preceptor asked. I gave it a good look and decided to let it rest on top of a whole stack of notes I'm supposed to read through. And here I am now, blogging. :)

This blog has been neglected for a quite a while, owing to the daily blogging on my other preceptorship journal. As you can see, my days are filled with drugs, drugs and more drugs. And what else can I talk of besides drugs. Heh.

Now that the first week has come to an end, I think I have been a little dazed. Not disillusioned though; I'm still learning a lot of things. I guess my daily routine is getting a little mundane. Wake up, get ready, have breakfast, do some revision, go to work, have a short 15 mins break for lunch/dinner, end of work, go back, blog and that's almost the end of the day. My mind is usually so occupied with pharmacy stuff that I cease to admire the beautiful morning. Ah, something to think about for the coming week.

Just find that every day is a new day to learn new things. Even though it may seem to get routine-like, there will definitely be something new and fresh to ignite the senses. The only way to spot them, is to open your eyes bigbig and look around you. Open up the mind as well. :)

I remember when I was in JC, I loved to take the red house route to school. Not only because it's slightly nearer than walking from Jelita, but because I love the quietness and tranquility of the morning. Also, I know I will be able to catch the beautiful spider webs covered with morning dew on the grass beside the pavement.

I just thing that RJC...despite giving me the worst memories in my academics (totally demoralised me *sob*), it gave me the best memories I had in Singapore besides RIB. All the wonderful Singaporean friends I have come from RJC! Whee~

Anyway, I'll try to maintain both my blogs to the best of my ability lah. I think I'm becoming exceedingly boring COS NOBODY COMMENTS ANYMORE. :( Haha.

Hey!

In case you missed me, I have been updating daily on my other blog. Please refer to the side bar for the link to my journal!

Meanwhile, I have been spending quite a bit of time on healthy eating. I have not been doing any exercises for a longlong time and now I have a tummy. :( And I don't know how to get rid of it.

And he's been having his exams lately. With me working almost throughout the day, time of contact has been reduced drastically. I miss him loads. Help me tell him that ya?

Meanwhile, if this blog is not updated, please be patient...as I have many things to do. :)

Although I have hopes...

I find that the lyrics of this song very meaningful. Some of the things that I hope to have, I don't get them. But the things that I don't expect to be given to me, I was generously blessed.

It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way,
you always walked a step behind.

I have always been the demanding one, forcing you to give way almost, if not all the time. And sometimes I could be so blinded by the glory that shone upon me...

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name -- for so long,
a beautiful smile to hide the pain.

And there I was, ranting and raving, complaining and criticising about everything that has gone wrong. But something is sacrificed to allow my constant venting of frustration and anger. Just a beautiful smile, hiding all the feelings.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and ev'rything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Now, you know that you are my hero. The source of my strength and inspiration. The w in d~. :)

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it,
I would be nothing with out you.

Yes, I am very thankful for you. And nothing goes unnoticed. Never.

Fly, fly, fly away,
you let me fly so high.
Oh, fly, fly,
so high against the sky, so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you, thank God for you,
the wind beneath my wings.

I'm just hoping

That you're still willing to set your alarm clock just to wake me up at 6.20am just to watch the sunrise. That you would still cling onto my arm, holding and cuddling it like it is the most precious thing you have ever held. That you would still brush strands of stray hair away from my face. That you would hold my hand and gently caress it, over and over again.

That my heart will leap when I see you grin at me. That the warmth and fuzziness will still flood my heart just because you sent a message that started with "Dear...". That I would shudder with pleasure when you kiss me lightly and softly. That I would feel the electricity buzzing through my veins when you slipped your hands in mine.

That you would be ready with a large Band-Aid whenever I managed to emerge from the wilderness called uni. That your arms would be always open to welcome me after I ran a marathon (OK, I will NEVER survive a marathon. Even 2.4 kills me.). That you would breathe in my scent and tell me that I smell lovely.

Sigh.

Monotonous day

Today's seminar was just OK. There's really nothing that stood out, but it wasn't a boring session either. I guess I have learnt some useful stuff. And got to know one thing or two about employment contracts (though it's still quite fuzzy). Another session tomorrow. I'm already quite weary. It's just so uninteresting. But it's not boring enough to make me want to skip. So. Geez.

I have had enough of running after you, waiting for you and trying all sorts of tricks just to get your attention. Your direct rejection of my suggestion pisses me off. Why can't we just try? Huh???? Is it that HARD? Tell me lah!

OK. Blame this on PMS. I'm just in such a horrid mood. I want to go home so badly but I can't. And I want some lovin' now.

Ahhhhh. BLOG.

Okay. I know I have stopped updating for a longlong time. In fact, the thought of not blogging anymore did cross my mind. Now, before you start throwing tomatoes at me for revenge, aren't you glad you are reading this? Heh.

Just some very brief updates.

1. Went home last Thursday and just got back today. Spent most of my time at home bumming, reading Harry Potter and Dan Brown and catching up with The OC. Oh, also getting used to my new specs. :)

2. From tomorrow onwards, my days are going to be so packed. Seminar/workshop thingy on Wed and Thurs. A short choir practice on Thurs evening. Then on Fri, a handing over meeting in the afternoon and a last comm dinner at night. Saturday may be a photo-shoot day (oh, what should I wear?!). Sunday will be free for me to read a bit...Oh shucks. I don't have time to review Law and Pharmacology!

3. Will start working on next Monday! I'm not sure whether I'll be updating as often...am actually thinking of setting up another blog, titled "A Pharmacy Student's Journal". Or maybe "Preceptorship Journal". Argh. I don't know. Basically it's going to be a journal (DUH) to record the stuff I did while on preceptorship. I'll guess I'll give it a bit more thought before plunging into it. Cos I'm not sure about privacy issues surrounding it. It's still an interesting idea though.

4. Just kopped a wooden spatula from dad cos my old one has nice furry fungi growing on it. So yes, this means I must be serious about cooking! And I will. Cos there's this lovely Cold Storage near the place I work and they have like the freshest fruits and vegetables and produce and I'm so going to spoil (pun intended) myself with all the homecooked food. *giggle* Yuck. *slap my bimbo self* Anyway. Yes! I will try to cook.

I think that's about all. A few people's birthday coming up. What should I do. Hmm. I shall...forget them on purpose! Muahahahahha. :P

*insert all expletives*

Everything's been turning out wrong since this morning I woke up. Sleepiness abound, I went online. Initially was quite thrilled. Then the transient thrill was deflated. And then I went down to do my laundry. It was so packed. Wonder what was everyone thinking. It's a Thursday morning for goodness' sake. Then I came back. Phonecall. Not very pleasant encounter. Got into a fit. And started frenzied dialing. But I'm just stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Then I went to collect laundry. All the dryers were full. Went to another laundry room, all dryers are full too! What luck, what coincidence. Walked all the way to another laundry room 7 minutes away from my block. Good. This residence have sane people. Dumped my clothes there and came back. Got pissed again. And out of impulse, made another phonecall. Not plesant encounter again. Shitty day.

I have constipation and PMS. So don't piss me off.

Dimsum dollies. Heh.

I love my boyfriend to bits. And I really do. Somehow I think we are slightly psychic. At times, I would divert my attention from work and suddenly look at the phone and start to think whether he'd would call, the phone will just ring. This has happened a few times already! And the incidence rate is especially high lately. I think I know why. *wink* Anyway, if I could love all his little cells separated into individual amino acids and fatty acids and into their respective C, H, O and N components, I would. He is just spectacularly wonderful and I am announcing on this blog because I am a shameless, attention-seeking young lady. But I really do love him. *grin*

Anyway.

Today was wonderful. Skipped breakfast because I woke up early but was occupied with...what...I cannot remember. But anyway, I made my way down to this restaurant on the 4th level and had dimsum buffet. Wah. It was fantastic. It really dian-ed my xin. The har kaus were soooo delicate. It's like eating pearls. The mincemeat yam pie was crunchy and the fillings...oooh...nice and warm. The little baos were so cute! And he just had to remind me about that gory show. Tsk. No more char siew baos for a few days until I have totally forgotten about the story. Tsk again.

And then it was a trip down to Orchard (again) to look at books. I bought Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix for only $7.95. Haha! Such a good buy. And I don't mind getting it so late - the next book is coming out in a week or two - cos it' so darn cheap. Sheesh. I'm starting to sound like a tinylittleislander. Booooo.

For the first time in the manymany years in tinylittleisland, I managed to miss all the annual tinylittleisland Arts Festival. This time round, I'm gonna be here. But my heart is torn between so many performances! Should I go for Swan Lake or The Ten Tenors? Should I go for that Jazz concert? Should I see that play? Sigh. No money lah. Even the preceptorship programme pay is barely enough to cover my busfare+lunch. for a day.

Any donations? Heh.

Half-mast

When I was walking back to my little pigeon hole from the main road, I noticed that the tinylittleisland's flag was at half-mast. That made me wonder who passed away. The first person that came to my mind was LKY!! Muahaha. Sorry Singaporeans. But found out it's actually Dr Wee Kim Wee.

My condolences.

Sweeeeeeeet!

Due to the request of the protagonist in the deleted post, I have removed the post. Any request to read the deleted post will be ignored. Haha.

Just because it's the first question in the morning

As I was walking to the bathroom to pee, the neighbour walked past and asked me a very dubious question.

"Finished your exams already?"

"Yup!" I answered, possibly way too gleeful.

"Good!"

Immediately, I thought, "Uh-oh. What's she up to now?" People, I'm just afraid that she might start blasting all her Viet songs in repeat mode. I don't have anything against Viet songs really, but I would rather have them in moderation. Yeah. Moderation is key here.

Sewing and blogging and checking mail

Hm. I find it a bit impossible to try to check mail, blog and sew at the same time. Heh. Back to sewing first. Need to fix the zipper that came off the pink bag. :)