Poor mobile
My poor mobile phone has taken a tremendous amount of tumble and impact. So sorry. I din mean it. I can feel my heart breakin too cos it is a new phone.
I dropped it twice at the office. I dropped it twice at home. The twice at home was a freak accident. Two times in a row due to the POCKET. This was wat happened.....
I sat down with my phone in the pocket. When i stood up, the phone fell out with a thud. I gasped. Argh my new phone. I thought it was due to the shallow pocket and that i did not put my phone deep into the pocket, resultin in its tumble. So after i had stood up, i replaced the phone into the pocket. That was when i heard a loud sickening thud. Argh my phone. Goodness. The pocket had a hole. Wat luck.....
I thought that was the last of the misfortunate events. How wrong i was. The strange thing is that when you want to be very careful, things just happen. Its not within your control anymore.
The next accident sent my phone flying out of my hands. I was walkin through a pasar malam and the phone landed among some goods. By the time i picked it up, the battery had gone missing. I searched high and low but to no avail. In the end, i asked the uncle of the stall to keep a lookout for me.
This uncle was very nice. He really helped me search for it. One week later, i went back to him and asked about the battery. He motioned for me to follow him. Then he fished out a tray from a corner and produce the battery. Voila! Wat luck. I felt so lucky at that point in time. Things lost could still be recovered. Have u experienced this type of happiness before?
Sad christmas eve
Tis might possibly be my saddest christmas eve. Was cooped up in e lab from mornin to night. Nine plus to ten. Went to lab in a cheery mood. But as e day went by, my mood got darker and darker. Nobody in e lab. Only one person came beside me. She was gone quite fast. There were too many things to do today. Had to bank e cells and do analysis work for e different clones. Tryin to close e project and concentrate on writing e report. Tis sucks big time. Especially if e rest of e interns are done or on leave. I cant go anywhere. Gettin depressing. Have to finis e report so that i can be happier.
It seems that people are no longer in the habit of sending christmas cards. The cards i receive each year are decreasing in number. I like to receive cards especially handwritten ones. I even keep them in a box. I would think that each card you receive means that someone is thinking of you. And it's a really sweet gesture. Just a few times a year during the festive season like christmas and chinese new year. even a sms to say hi is fine. love to hear from all my friends.
guess friends are important since there is no significant others in the picture? there are people who drop their frens once they are attached. can survive on earth just with the other half. gosh i better find ways to keep myself company. otherwise will be a lonely christmas.
White christmas
I had a white christmas. At e skating rink. I could feel e festive mood with e christmas songs playin in e background. Plus it was cold like winter. Skating around on e ice made me feel happy. Had not felt that relaxed in recent times. need to rush out my project report. I know i have been sayin tis for some time. but i still have not completed tis task. Each time i m out there will be tis thought at e back of my mind. So i cant enjoy myself thoroughly. Wanna go skatin again. Always think that it will be romantic to walk on ice with someone i like. Too bad no special someone as yet. Dinner at kopitiam was great. satisfied my tom yam soup craving. Got to eat nice dessert as well. Red bean ice. Red bean was soft and tasty. Gosh just feel like lazing around
Performance itch
I watched the performers with a sense of longing. It's been ages since I last stood on the stage and performed for an audience. For those who have been in a performing group, you will definitely understand how I feel. The days spent practicing with your group mates before honing your skills on stage. The adrenaline rush and the butterflies in your stomach. The feeling of togetherness and wanting to make the performance a success. The sense of loss after a performance. The anticipation of doing the whole process all over again.
It's a wonderful feeling when all eyes are on you. The few seconds of fame. I know my family will definitely be in the audience, rooting for me. At least, those eyes will be on me. People who will always support me. A performer’s dream come true is the moment he/she stands on stage and all the seats in the audience are filled. Let me relive that moment again.
Things happen for a reason
I always believe things happen for a reason. Went for late lunch again. its strange that i like havin late lunches. At least e place is not very crowded. But its lonely to have lunch alone. Most of my colleagues go out for early lunch. Cant expect them to wait for me. After lunch i walked over to holland v. I thought i could catch e last bus back to office. I was wrong. Waited and waited but no bus came. So, I decided to take bus 200. I took a look at e bus stop sign and realised e next bus was at two thirty. No prob ,wait lor. At two thirty e bus still had not arrived. Gosh, I should have walked back. Would have been faster. My legs are more trustworthy than the bus. Then, in e distance, i saw my secondary school classmate! Such a coincidence. She only got back for christmas just a few days ago. Had a small chat with her before e bus came at two forty. So, things happen for a reason, right?
COntest with very small audience
Just as i was about to leave jurong entertainment centre, i saw some activity at the mac area.There was a contest going on. Best of friends contest. The girls were in pairs and supposedly the best of friends. They were judged on how photogenic they were and if they had chemistry. It was rather strange as the audience were countable. When the girls went onto the stage, nobody cheered for them. The comperes were asking us to cheer for the pair we liked. I wondered where their supporters had gone to. Or were they too embarrassed to tell their friends?
The girls played a game similar to how well you know each other. A question was posed and one gal would write her answer down on the clipboard before the other gal gave an answer. Questions like what is your height, your star sign, what you cant live without. Quite farnie that one of the contestants did not know her height but her best friend knew. That was when i started to ask myself if i knew the answers to these questions regarding my best friends. Not really except the star sign question. oops. next time must ask them.
Why does it turn out to be retail therapy?
My aim was to go to the library to return a book. But things turn out otherwise. Had a craving for japanese food though i had just been to a jap buffet a few days ago. What's wrong with me? When i saw the jap food stall in the new coffeeshop, i walked in and ordered a ramen. How disappointing it was! The soup was non-spicy and very oily. Not nice. Dun think will eat it again.
After a non-satisfying meal, i proceeded to the library. However, i was side-tracked again. This time by BEGA. There were many customers, so i decided to take a look. The store assistants were hyper friendly, helping you look for the different styles of clothes you mention. Then, i was ushered into the fitting room. This store does not have the maximum number of outfits rule. Cos after trying on the clothes and preenin in front of the mirror which is located outside the fitting cubicle, the store assistant will recommend more clothes for you to try. In the end, i bought a skirt and a top. The top is brown. A colour that i do not have in the closet. I only have mostly white tops. Decided i should add other colours to my wardrobe. Was tempted to buy a turquoise top too. Stopped myself eventually.
With my BEGA bag in hand, i continued to the library. Dropped off the book and shopped at jurong entertainment centre. What am i doing? Gosh, i should be at home, working on my project draft. Felt like boxing myself.... Shopped some more and bought another skirt and top at this fashion. The jurong east branch has 20 % off for card members. Better make full use of my card. uh oh, spent quite a fair bit, no more shopping, gal!
Whose fault is it anyway?
I had an argument with my bro. What would you do if you woke up in the mornin and saw the dvd recorder on? My bro switched it off without finding out if anyone was tapin a show. He assumed someone had left it on accidentally.
I was totally furious cos i was the one taping the amazing race. I knew i would be out, so i decided to tape the show. My bro just switched it off!!!! Warrao. He said i might have forgotten to switch it off the nite before. I was watching la bi xiao xin (crayon shin). I immediately retorted that he was the last to watch tv last nite and would have switched the recorder off then.
Erm so whose fault is it anyway? He said i should have told him i was taping a show. Then he would not have touched the switch. I thought it was common sense to check the recorder to see if anyone was taping a show before switchin it off. A recorder is used to tape shows right? Sigh...
I am a buffet queen....almost
I thot i was not a buffet queen. Not even a buffet princess. But there are more lau yah buffet eaters than i.
Went to kuishin bo for dinner. It's ladies nite so there is a special offer for females. How nice it is to be female on tis occasion. Haha, definitely a privilege. Erm back to my outing buddies, mich, cai n buckies. They must have been surprised by e amount of food i haven eaten. Gosh i felt like miss piggy. But buffet supposed to eat a lot mah. E food eaten should equate to e money you parted with at e outset. Mich says you go to e buffet to eat small portions of a plethora of food. She nibbled a bit and left half of it on e table. Imagine havin to pay for leftover food! It is strange that restaurant has tis kind of signage when they clear your tables quite diligently.
Mich was defeated very soon and started on the dessers. Anyway she din really like e desserts. I found them alright. Great we wont fight over e same things!
So wat did i eat? E norm. Sashimi. Yummy Yummy. E highlight of dinner was e snow crab that mich gave up eatin after poking it a few times. Me n cai were e aggressive eaters. Duellin with e crab. Wat a sense of achievement! Think some bits flew onto e wall. We were sittin beside a wall. It looked brown with white bits after our battle.
Another highlight was some hourly special. E crew will make an announcement and e customers will make a beeline for it. E people at e next table actually ran out each time on hearin e music prelude. Think they each ate four lobsters. We din bother to fight with e others over e specials. My favourite was e apple vinegar you mix with a soft drink. Mixin it with lemonade is totally shiok. sour to e max. Love vinegar. But tis does not make me a jealous queen.
12 hour shifts
Been working almost 12 hour shifts on my cell culture days. The cells are mainly in 20 mL shake flasks (scaled up culture from my 5 mL 6-well plates). This is my busy time when i have to change media, freeze the cells, seed the cells in a higher methotrexate (selective pressure) concentration, prepare pellet for analysis work. It's quite a lot of work and can keep you occupied for the entire day. I like lab days cos time flies. I dont feel hungry when i am busy. Compared to days when i sit in front of the computer and my stomach just keep protesting. Cell culture days also provide a good workout. Running up and down the stairs. My office area is on level 4 but cell culture work is on level 3. My minimal form of exercise lately. Wanted to start running again but kept procrastinating. Rather spend my free time just not doing anything. Need a break to refresh myself. We are entitled to 10 day leave for the year. But i truly have my suspicions as to when i can use it. Cos i cant get away. Having to finish up the labwork and churn out data. And a report due in a month's time. Gotta start writing my report. Get moving, gal!
