Braces Diary

Dear Teeth,

Haven't blog about you for a long time. It has been 4 months since I put on the braces. I could see that my buck teeth are slowly moving back and it thrills me! This month, the ortho changed the metal wire to a thicker one and the wire was finally tightened. Although you were pretty sore after that, I still welcomed the pain and discomfort because that is the next step to a more beautiful smile.

Here's the progress you made:



Front teeth shift back a little. (From left to right: 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th Month)








The different colours! Baby Blue, Baby Pink, Orange and Violet! (From left to right: 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th Month)

We got another 20 months to go with more challenges ahead of us. Grit yourselves!

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Happy

I am very happy today. Finally, a burden is off my shoulders.


I am so HAPPY. =D



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I Wonder...

What is so likeable about her?

Coz she doesn't seem very likeable to me.




Wish I could see through his eyes.....



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Typical Taxi Drivers...

I have discovered a common trait shared by a lot of taxi drivers - the ability to boast about their family members in a most humble tone.

I have taken a lot of taxis and this is what I found out. It will usually go like this, "Where are you studying now?" THIS IS A TRAP QUESTION! Try not to answer this question as it is the opening that they want! After giving them the opening, they will then drone on and on about how their son/daughter (I even met one who boasted about his wife) is in which prestigious school or reputable company, their PSLE scores all the way to their A-level scores, how their off-springs SLACK their way to scholarships, yada yada yada...

It seems that the irritating and boastful taxi uncles that I have met have serious inferiority issues. They need to tell others that although they drive taxis, they have the ability to produce genius kids. It looks like they are telling me not to look down on them when I didn't in the first place. If not for their continual boasting, I would not realise that they are so desperate to raise my perception of them.

Well, two can play at a game. So I start to make up stories about myself. Haha! So far I've been a scholarship student, an auditor, a policewoman, etc. I hope they "enjoy" my story too!

Now, the most sickening part is when, sometimes, I decided to be honest and told the drivers that I am a teacher or is training to be a teacher. This was especially inevitable when I took cab to school. Another trap question. It will start a whole new round of bombarding me with questions, opinions or advice. I once met a driver who may be a NIE lecturer in disguise, trying to catch me off guard with a math question. The most recent irritating driver (the one with the Wife) told me that I will not become a good teacher based on my answer to his question "Why do you want to teach?"

At that point in time I felt like giving him my middle finger and screamed, "Stop stuffing down your worthless opinions down my throat!!" Why should he judge me? WHO IS HE TO JUDGE ME! It is not as if he is God and told me what he think of me after looking through my whole life.

By the way, my answer to his question was "I find satisfaction in teaching." Tell me, what's wrong with that? Huh? Tell me tell me! Asshole...

If you are really curious about why I chose teaching, buy me a cup of coffee and be prepared to spend an afternoon listening to my answer. This is not something that I can just explain with a sentence or two. It takes many twists and turns, unexpected opportunities, encouragements and advices, experiences with different people that made me walk down this path. For someone like him, he cannot even start to comprehend this as he may not hold a job that is his calling.

Anyway, after airing his "important" opinion about me, he went on to boast about how good and popular his wife is. Ya lar, I am shit compared to his wife.

Aiya, I don't know why I am so angry. Maybe I should have blasted him right there and then instead of hiding behind my laptop and rant about it. It is just that this teacher role is so heavy for me to carry. Sometimes, I feel that being a teacher gives strangers the impression that they have the right to judge me. Even when I want to blow my top, I've got to think twice before giving "teachers" a bad name.

I have learned my lessons. I derived more pleasure pretending to be someone than to share my thoughts with strangers. If some driver pisses me off again, he will have my imagination and ability to lie to reckon with. Wuahahaha.. *evil laughter*


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An Unexpected Butter Experience

I went for my first ladies' night at Butter Factory yesterday. It was PACKED!! We arrived at 10pm and just stood and stared at the queues. Really horrible.

But something totally unexpected occurred. We were preparing for a long wait when we were approached by three Japanese. They started asking us about the club and we answered them friendily.

Jap No.2: How do we become VIP?

Sharon: You need to open bottles.

Me: Not only that. You got to spend a lot of money. It is not easy.

Jap No.1: Spend a lot of money? That is easy!



Haha! Anyway, they disappeared after that.

After about 15 minutes, we saw them coming out! They had managed to get in. They searched the queue and saw us. Jap No.3 (who is a very good looking guy) told us that they had become VIPs and wanted to bring us in. IT WAS REALLY NICE OF THEM! So Jap No.3 took us to the VIP queue and we got in! It was really lucky of us because Sharon forgot to bring her IC. If the Japs didn't vouch for us, she would not be able to get in. So...We managed to get into Butter in a matter of few minutes. Hee!

The rest of the night were spent drinking and dancing with them. I was quite uncomfortable at some point during the night because I felt like an escort. Bleagh...

The reasons being...

This is Jap No.1. He is the oldest among them. He is, or so he claims, the president of Oral B Toothbrush.



This is Jap No.2. He is a friend of President.



This is Jap No.3, Tomo. He is the employee of the President. He is kawaii~ Haha!

Actually, they are very nice people. It is just that given their age, it feels weird dancing with them. I wouldn't mind so much dancing with Tomo though. =P But he couldn't really let loose because he was playing host to his president.

Anyway, these are the pictures for the night!

I find that Tomo looks like 许毅源 in the Taiwanese show 光阴的故事! Let me put their pictures side by side.

Are they brothers? Haha!

I really love the girls who turned up that night. Sharon turned up despite having no one to share her cab fare with her. Yvonne turned up despite being sick. Veron turned up despite having to work next day. They really kept to their word and I love them for that. =)

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Toys from Childhood

I've been wanting to post this up a long time ago but couldn't find the time. This is going to be a post on my old toys. I have thrown most of them away and gave the rest (those that are still presentable) to my niece. These pictures are there to remind me of them. In case you don't know, I am a rather sentimental person. =P


Hair Clips

I think somebody pass them to me, forgetting that I had short hair. I didn't use the the clips at all because my short hair stayed with me throughout my childhood and teens. Still, they are pretty to look at. =P

Pencil Sharpeners

Cute.





The Rubber Thing


Haha, can't guess what this is? It is a rubber thingie that you can stick on top of your pencil. They were in a rage during my time. God knows why little children like to stick things on top of their pencils. Guess we have a thing for "personalising" our belongings since then.





Cassette Player


This is a real antique! I don't think that we could find this anywhere else! You can plug this player to the tv and play games like "Supervision" (don't know what the hell that is) and other equally unheard-of games. Of course, the graphics are a far cry from the games we play today. However, this is the father of Playstation, Nintendo and Xbox! By the way, this player can be played on Black and White tv as well. Haha! Like I've said, it is a real antique!

Bags

These are the bags I used when I was just a little girl. My mom likes to dress me up in cute attires when I was very young (and defense-less). Somewhere along my growing up years, something went wrong and I end up dissing cute attires. Haha! Must be a disappointment to my mom.







Jigsaw Puzzles


My favourite past time! When I was young, I used to fix the jigsaws and stick them together myself. I really enjoy piecing the pieces together and end up with a pretty and interesting picture! I don't understand why some people hate fixing puzzles. They can send them to me! I would fix it FOR FREE! I love the game so much that I have plenty of jigsaws around my house. However, I feel that they cluttered up my walls and thus, decided to throw them away. But it is ok. Afterall, according to the Chinese saying, 旧的不去，新的不来. =)

These are some of things that I threw away. I'm so thankful that digital cameras were invented. Now, I can keep them in my laptop and free up the space for new things. Goodbye, old toys!

Hello, new ones!

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New Layout

Finally my exams are over!! Yea! I celebrated by visiting the doctor. Bleagh. It was a really horrid last day of exams. I had gastric pain, headache, bloated stomach and blocked nose. When I reached school, I had to rush to the toilet to vomit. It was so bad that I even comtemplated skipping my paper.

Luckily, I saw my friends. I always believe that laughter is the best medicine. They made me laugh and that helped. Phew.. Managed to sit through the paper.

I have been the most hardworking this semester. Although I was sick towards the end of the sem, I still managed to attend all my lessons. This is the first semester in my entire school life (from primary to Uni) when I didn't take even 1 day of MC! IT IS A MIRACLE! Hee. But sadly, my results are not reflective of this dedication. I have been quite demoralised lately. Realised that there is a difference in the tutors' expectations in the degree programme. I guess I should be happy if I have near 4 GPA for this semester.

Anyway, I won't change anything thinking about my results now. I shall concentrate on spending my holiday happily! I had planned to do many things during my holidays. Can't wait to carry them out. =)


And I love my new blog design!

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Reminising Childhood Memories

On Sunday, I received news that Ming Sao Po Po has passed away. I was just talking about visiting her the week before.

She was an elderly grandmother who occassionally visited us in my mother's shop in the past. I was still in Primary school at that time. She would always fish out sweet from her bag when she saw my brother or me. Sometimes there were Sarsi sweets, sometimes coconut sweets... I knew that she bought them especially for us and was touched. She treated us just like we were her grandchildren. I still have a vivid memory of her taking out sweets for us in my Mom's shop.

Her passing away really stirred up a lot of emotions and memories in me. Growing up in my Mom's shop, I had come across many people who eventually passed on. I can still remember the ah pek from next-door electrical shop. He used to play skipping with us. He and my brother would spin the rope and I would jump in the skipping rope game. Sometimes, I would sit beside him outside his shop and we would watch tv together. He only knew how to speak Hakka and sometimes, we would talk but neither of us truly understood each other. He passed away a few years ago.

I could still remember this auntie. She used to work in the old Bukit Timah market. My family and I would go for Zi Char and she would always serve us Barley water. I can still remember she used to wear floral printed, shapeless dresses that reached her ankles. I saw her picture in the temple last year.

It seems that the people who played a part in my childhood are leaving one by one. They have turned into people whom I can only visit in my memories. While I was growing up, they are growing old. I do not want to grow up if this is the catch.

Live RA Show

Oh my! I am looking at a live RA show now!

My mum saw this car parked on the handicapped slot below my unit. She wanted to see which insensitive guy did that. Instead, she saw the guy in the car touched the girl in the passenger seat! They were really going to do it when something happened.

We called my Dad and he threw a pebble onto the car! It made a loud "thud"! Haha! It was freaking funny lar!

Seriously, why can't they park at the far end of the carpark?

Anyway, back to the show! Not.

Dictatorship

I am pissed. Yup, whenever I saw the document, I just start feeling angry and my anger clouds my mind. I am unable to look past my anger and focus on my project. It doesn't help that the document is the main focus for my project.

Seriously, if she wants everything to be done in her way, there is no need to have group DISCUSSIONS. Just pass down the instructions and we carry out. Oh wait. She just did that, didn't she?

And now, I just found out that the document she made is not really relevant to our focus. Great. Will she listen to my explanation? I don't know. If she doesn't, that's the end of our friendship. Seriously. I don't want to be friends with someone who f*cked up my grades.

Maybe I am over-reacting to this episode. But there are other episodes too. Everything adds up to what I am feeling now. When is she going to be more sensitive and considerate to other people? When she grows up? But isn't she grown up by now??

Argh... Seriously, projects either make or break friendships.

Secondary School Gang

This is the first time in many years that I met up with my Secondary School gang for 2 consecutive weeks. Last Saturday, we went to Orchard Canele to celebrate Collin's birthday.


I find the cakes so so. The chocolate cakes are too sweet for my liking. I like the tiramisu and strawberry shortcake best.

I loveeee Wan Lin's hair. So so nice! She did it by herself (and her curling tongs). Think I'll try it out myself one day.

On Friday, we went to Wala-Wala at Holland V to celebrate Wan Lin's birthday. That place was packed! I went upstairs to find my friends squeezed around a small table. It was a freaking small table! After we placed a plate of pizza and seven drinks, there was not even enough space for us to rest our elbows.


















Well, the saving grace was the band E.I.C, which was quite good. I so wanna dance to the music but didn't. It made my itch to go clubbing stronger. Can't wait for the exams to end. Hee!

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For the life of me, I can never ever learn how to get off a high chair gracefully. I knocked my thighs, my heels caught in the metal stand, I nearly fell on my face... Grrr... I think I may have exposed myself too. Urgh....! I think I need to learn how to get on and off high chairs urgently, considering most pubs and clubs nowadays use high chairs.


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Lastly, Happy Birthday, Collin and Wan Lin!

Something meaningful

(Taken from 星期天早报)

Saw this comic in the newspaper today. I found it very meaningful. Going to use this next time on my future boyfriend. Haha!

Happy

I am so happy now. Finally completed a 2000 words essay on ideals of education with just 3 hours of sleep and 12 hours of typing. And that excludes two days of doing research. Phew...

I am so glad it is finally done! YEA!

No More Lies

I had taken a huge risk with my counselling assignment.

Question: After the four counselling sessions, what have you learned about yourself?

My reflections: I have learned nothing new about myself. I walked in and came out as the same person.


I have decided on writing the truth despite friends telling me to crap about it in order to be safe. I just do not feel like giving credit to my counsellor who really didn't help me in learning anything new about myself. I believe that reflections are supposed to come from the heart, not the mind. Thus, I decided on the truth.

I'm hoping that my tutor will buy my argument. It is a risk but I'm taking it.



And I feel good about sticking to my principles. =)

I Won't Go Home Without You

I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen
And she left before I had the chance to say
The words that would mend the things that were broken
But now it's far too late she's gone away

Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?
Hard to believe it

It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you


But that night I went home without you. I am regretting it since. Should have stayed.


(I wonder why this is affecting me so much. I guess it is because I have already treated you like family.)

Heart-Broken

I've waited for her to call these past 2 days. She didn't. And I thought she would.

I know I said that I didn't want to pick up her call. But I will still pick it the phone if she called. Because the friendship is too important. And because I cared, alot, alot.

These 2 days, I have been thinking how to help. Really, I want to help. At some point in time, I became hopeful, thinking that my plan will work. Immediately after feeling hopeful, I start to feel scared. I am so afraid that she will push us away, locking herself up and we could never reach her.

I will always remember the night when she left us. She left us. We didn't leave her. Up till now, we haven't left her. But she left us that night.

Why is she so selfish? Why she kept on harping about herself? Why she thinks that she is alone? Why?? Aren't we somebody?

But maybe I am the selfish one. I keep wanting her to think for us, for her family. I have not gone through what she had. How can I understand? Maybe she is not in mood to think for anyone now.


I want to reach out to her so bad. Please come back to us.




There are many types of friends in this world. There are those whom you trust to look after you. And there those who go against your wishes in order to protect you. It is easy to be the first group. It is not easy to be in the latter. I know. And you know.

Burn Out...

Oh man.. I am so, so, so tired and burn out. This is supposed to be "recess week" but it feels more like "exam week". I have been rushing my assignments every day! I DIDN'T GO OUT AT ALL (except meal times). This is so pathetic lar..

I was running like a clockwork. Same routine, day after day.

9/10am: Wake up
10 - 1230pm: Assignment Time (AT)
1230-2pm: Lunch
2pm-330pm: AT
330-5pm: Nap
5-9pm: AT
9-1030pm: Dinner
1030-12midnight: TV
12-3am: AT

It is like this. F.I.X.E.D

I WANNA GO SING K, EAT GOOD FOOD, TALK COCK, SING SONG, SHAKE MY LEGS! -_-....

I HATE NIE'S PORTAL!

I hate NIE portal! Oh, wait. Did I say the same thing on March '08 and August'08? They NEVER LEARN, do they?? After 1 whole year, the same problem happens again!

I do not mind if they are down for 1 whole week or even 1 whole month during school holidays. To be down for the whole day when assignments are looming is really killing me! Maybe it is down for even longer since I only logged in today. I WANNA BURST WITH ANGER!!

We have 2 f*cking e-learning assignments to be completed this week! We have FOUR assignments to be completed next week! PLUS a test!! And the stupid portal has to be down!

I cannot get information about my assignment at all! So what should I do now? Go to sleep and pray that Sunday rewinds again? I don't wanna waste my time! AND I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE WASTE MY TIME!

The government pumps so much money into NIE for what?! To have this kind of lousy service which repeats itself year after year? PUI!! *Spits at the kind of service*

Photoshoot!

My photoshoot pictures are out! After looking through the pictures, there is only 1 word to describe me - fat. Yup, fat, fat, very fat! Urgh.....

Anyway, here are the photos. Enjoy my fat face!

That's all! =)

(P.S. Although you may agree that my face is fat, I will appreciate it if you keep any insensitive comments to yourself. Be good. =))

Braces 1st Month

(Want to post this a week ago but something's wrong with my blogger again.)

Dear Teeth,

Today marks the day when you have to be put into braces for the next 2 years. It is going to be an interesting 2 years as you will slowly move into place. In fact, I can't wait till the end of 2 years when I am going to have non-protruding teeth. Maybe, my face will be even sharper than now. I cannot wait. =)

I am very guilty that I have to remove 4 of you. 4 strong and healthy teeth. Sometimes, we've got to sacrifice certain things for the sake of beauty. But this doesn't erase the guilt I feel.

I am going to be like new mothers and mark your "growth" by blogging about it. As I said before, this is going to be interesting. And it is certainly a milestone in my life.

Late Night Thinkings....

I've just watched "I Am Legend" on HBO. It is the first time I caught it and I like it a lot. And this show really gets me thinking. What if this really happens one day?

In the show, 99% of the human population in the world turned into mutant humans because of a cancer cure. What if, one day, we manage to find a cure to cancer and it turns out like this?

I feel like we are walking down that path. Look at SARS. Look at H1N1. They are both mutated form of flu virus. Everytime we controlled one, stronger ones pop up.

In Buddhist teaching, it always talk about the 2 opposite sides. Light and dark. Day and night. Good and evil. Always about the balance. So if we have a cure, will new stronger viruses pop up to balance the whole system?

In Evolution, living things evolve to meet the meet the challenges in their ecosystem. So will the viruses evolve to a form when we can't find a cure anymore?

It is a scary thought. So far, the mutated flu virus only made us feverish, sore and with flu-like symptoms. What if a new mutated virus attacks the brain and brings out the animal instinct side of us? What if it makes us aggressive? What if it makes us irrational? What if it makes us stop thinking?





I just hope that when that day comes, neither me nor my loved ones will be around.

Out they go..

I extracted 2 of my teeth on Tuesday.


Here they are:






Didn't expect them to be so long. When I first had them out, I had a mixture of feelings inside me. First, I was guilty. They are healthy, strong, fine-looking teeth! Then, I was sad. After all, they WERE healthy, strong, fine-looking teeth. I was also disgusted. Coz now I have two big gaping holes in my mouth. My brother said that I looked like a witch when I laugh. Sharon told me I looked cute. I shall believe Sharon and practised selective hearing.

I am also excited. I even dreamt about having even, straight teeth. Hee! Can't wait after two years to see the results!

Anyway, these are my "before" photos. Two years later, I shall post the "after" photos.

The extraction of the teeth were not painful. The seperators placed between my teeth are the ones that are giving me pain now! They are placed there to create gaps for the ortho to place the brackets 2 weeks later. They made ALL my teeth super sensitive and super sore. I cannot even eat steamed fish without some discomfort! I have since practised the art of swallowing my food. =(

Going back on Monday to extract 2 more teeth. Haiz... Poor teeth. Going to buy a box with cushions and place my teeth inside. Very xin tong.

Havoc Nights

The Enemies clique had 2 "havoc" nights recently. I am loving clubbing!! Haha! (A little over-age, I know.)

We got Buttered

We are Rebels.

Actually, I had a lot of things to say about the 2 nights. But it has been so long since we took these photos. Grrr... Stupid blogger better not fail me again. Coz we are going back for our bottle at Rebel soon!

Quoted from Birdie: *Loves*