Lucky children, you and me..

overheard a lady toking to another lady abt her holiday last Dec. So she went to Japan for abt 2 weeks, with her only daughter and husband. ok.. it seems her husband decided on the destination becox he wanted their daughter to see snow. the daughter requested to see snow after being told abt it. gosh.. wat a lucky kid!! the child is only like 4 or 5 years old!! and she's been to Japan just to see snow. there are so many stuff that are left to be experienced by a 5 yr old kid, so imagine the places she can get to go if she just mentions it and her doting parents would do it for her!

mayb with her good face and innocent smile, she gets away with most things. lets face it, our heart melts when a kid, after doing some mischevious stunts, enlarges their eyes and gives us a sheepish smile and then apologises.. we cant help but forgive.. so if they use that same face to ask for stuff.. can we not give?? i cant.. i normally lose out to a kid..
man.. i should have tested my luck when i was younger.. wasted..

we always get the line. 'kids, nowadays, are so lucky.'. actually, kids are always lucky becox of the care and concern and love that their parents shower them. whether are the stuff gotten tangible or non-tangible, much thought and effort have been spent on that gift, that is meant for you and only you. but are we not our parents' children as well? why dont we say we are lucky too? hmmm.. treasure what u hav now and dont envy. we can't compare or measure what we each get from our parents.. can we?!


My friend's babysitting kid and neighbour- Zhiheng and Jason.. dont u go... ooooo so cute..

A Guide to making friends.. or is there 1?

How do we make friends?

Options:
1) just be yourself
but not everyone can accept who u really are. They wil slowly find faults with u and then, u start to morph to someone that u don’t recognize.

2) be what others want u to be
u’ll come across pretentious, hypocritical in the long run. Do u want to be like that? Being controlled by society. We are already living so rigidly because the world is made up of people and now we live so as to satisfy others. Isn’t it tiring? Why do we study? So as to be able to fit into the working world. Why do we work? So as to boast the economy. Stop and think.. do we really need to work that hard for survival? We just need the basic air, food, water and shelter. Instead, we are working for the best of the best. We want a grade higher for each of these necessities.

3) a balance between the real u and reel u?
can we really do that balance? Put on a different mask each time. Again the issue arises… do we lice for others or ourselves. When we go hungry, others don’t feed us, do they? But when we strike it rich, people come flocking to u. y are we hiding?

4) be the clown
best way to start a friendship going. People love hanging out with u becox u are comfortable to be with. U take things lightly but u not necessarily take things for granted. U joke around but still taking others feelings in consideration. But would such relationship last? Already the power balance tilts to one way. Respect would be lost. Would people be laughing at u or at the jokes u cracked? Would u grow tired of being taken for granted and that no one is ever taking u seriously. Could u ever lose your temper and not come across petty? Are u stereotyped? Could u out-grow that label? Would u be tired of being the butt of all jokes? Would others feel for u and treat u sensitively? Could u ever wear your heart on the sleeves and confide in others?

5) be yourself and be oblivious
no man is an island. That’s what I believe. I cant imagine myself as an outcast and go for meals without anyone accompanying me. I hate being alone and doing things alone.


ANS: I DON’T KNOW!! No answer is totally correct or wrong. Just penning down my thoughts.

How then can we have close friends? How do we define friends? These questions, I cant really answer in full confidence. However, I feel as long as the trust between friends is not broken, the friendship can last forever.

let the good days stay..

things are starting to look up for me these days... hope its not short-lived.. mayb cox last week was my bday week.. so it seems everythin is on the up-side.. its all in the mind..

-got my job in People's Association..
even though i was giving such frank ans straight up.. yay..
mayb one day, i would be running for cabinet!! ok.. i am dreaming.. well, at least my wait for a job is over.. phew.. i'll have funds to feed my hunger for spending.. i just love shopping. and it doesnt help that archery stuff cost so much..

-getting my bday gifts from frens.. still collecting.. so guys.. GIVE THEM TO ME!!
actually, i 'extorted' them from my frens.. always reminding them that they hav to get me a gift!! still dropping reminders to those who still owes me!! muahaha

-new digital camera..
courtesy of my parents!! haaa.. i chose the ex one.. wat a daughter... sorry.. but THANK YOU!!

-won silver in the recent NTU Shoot..
yay.. considering i was out of action.. thought i did pretty ok.. felt on-form.. if only i had not lost concentration.. was thinkin what i did right.. so my form went downwards towards the end.. the Gold would have been mine.. and a personal best too..

-shot pass 1100.. and did it w a miss (a 5 pt at 30m is considered a miss, wat a big mistake!)
at last.. the last time i shot pass the 1100 score was last year in Korea... my previous coach was skeptical of my improvement then.. cox he felt i improved too fast, from low 1000 to 1100++.. in less than 2 weeks.. he wrote on my record card that i was under favourable conditions hence my huge jump in score.. i wont be able to hit that score once i'm back in Spore.. i was quite disappointed in my coach.. and to think when i came back.. i couldnt prove him wrong!! wat a waste!! not that i didnt like my coach, he just lacked the motivating factor. hiaz.. now that i hit pass the 1100 mark.. i felt like faxing my scores over to him in Indonesia!! haa.. i jux felt good.. been out of action cox of injury (freak accident) and work commitments and i did way pass expectations.. wow..
compared to the pros.. 1100 is a yawn.. but for me.. its a great achievement. only held my metal bow for abt a year. form still under 'construction' and i believe that i can cross the 1200 mark too.. mayb 1300......

-most importantly.. NO ACCIDENTS...... yet...
this is wat pleased me most... i'm walkin without falling, eating without choking..

pls let these remain.. was told.. mayb after goin so much.. mayb i deserve a break too..

I MEAN IT.. THANK YOU!!

this post goes out to those who took time off to celebrate my birthday for me!! THANK YOU!! this was like a week-long celebration. its great to be able to meet up with friends using my birthday as a reason to gather; cannot say no, cox its my birthday.. did alot of eating at new places that i have not been to yet.. yummy.. its not helpin that i am getting fat as well.. mayb its time to hit the gym (i've been playing with that issue for sometime now.. but still havent been able to actually do it. :p).

• carls' junior--humongous burgers. huge helpings.. big prices!! its a designer burger.. come on. they actually wrapped half the burger in napkins for easier eating. so thoughtful, so much effort put in, of course u hav to pay for it!! but its delicious.
• hong kong cafe (along east coast rd)--great great food. but really expensive.. can u imagine paying $8 for a wanton noodle??!! and its not inclusive of gst and service charges yet.. but their cooking skills are real good. i was drooling at their fried noodles. culinary skills 10/10. its only noodles but taste so good. being born in the year of a pig.. u can trust my taste buds.. on top of it, i'm known to be quite a fussy eater.. but their deserts way off..
• settlers (a place where u pay to stay to play board games)-- pretty decent prices and food.. games are unique and original. but do go with in bunches, not in twos.. remember, u pay to stay there. so if u are going on just for a drink or two, u are seriously wasting your money. u are paying 'land fees' that are included in your meals. dont waste it by staring at each other..

also a big thank you to friends who dug deep in their pockets and hearts to buy me a present!! haa... i got a DVD PLAYER!!! THANK YOU!! U KNOW WHO U ARE!! AND THE MAJOR SHAREHOLDER TOO!!! ok.. i'll remember your bdays and dig deep too.. haaa..

o yar.. before i forget.. to those who also dropped a msg before, on and after my bday to wish me happy birthday.. calls of wishes too.. though most of the texts and content is abt wishing me better luck and less misfortunes, reminding me that i am getting uglier and older... had a fren who sent me: 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *thunder and ligtning*.. good one.. one even suggested i do a statistics of how many good-wishers actually were suaning me instead of wishing me.. haa

anyway.. i am older, i am wiser.. and i definately appreciate all my frens.. so..
I FORGIVE U GUYS!!

have u ever wondered...

i asked once, 'y do guys (men) get paid higher for their jobs while the gals get much lower when both are doing the same job?'

ans: 'becox we did NS (National Service). it took 2 over years of our lives.. we should get compensated! we lost our youth and time while u gals are proceeding on with your lives without interruption.'

me: 'but u guys get paid while doing NS. first few months.. ok, pay sucked.. but after u guys get your postings, u get quite a decent pay for just 'rotting' in Tekong or some office. abt $800-$1500 a month. gals either go work or study or mayb get married.. but they are trying/ 'fighting' for a living out there and u are being paid for being a soldier.'

ans: 'y dont we trade then... u do army! u think its easy, u do it.'

me: 'if i'm gonna be paid the NS men scheme, i would consider. guys hav a chance to sign on to army (though it sux!) but u have a backup plan if u dont make it out there. so army aint as bleak as u make it sound. u make new frens, learn some stuff and money.'

ans: 'whatever.. the fact is guys hav to do army, gals dont. we need to support families. gals are not normally looked upon as the breadwinner. so by default, after a waste of time in the army, we should be compensated for having to do army and also to support family.. no money, no gal.'

me: 'while u can threaten me to take on your responsiblities, like join the army, support family (like gals dont do it.. gals not family to think abt ah?? wat abt housework!! is it splitted?), i can safely say, bring it on.. but think abt this, how abt u (men) try giving birth?? y aint women compensated for having to carry that fat tummy for 9 over months, get sick and go thru so much pain and inconveninces, and carry the fear of even being FIRED while taking leave. women only get paid under a scheme of maternity benefits, but tts all. not like men, who has a fixed benefit (monthly income).'

have u ever wondered y?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!

i'm posting a note to wish myself all the best and a luckier year this year... i love birthdays and the feeling it brings. though i'm reminded that i'm getting older, my birthday is the day where i feel its my day and nothing can go wrong. its like my free-of-worries, free-of-trouble, happy day. even if something do go wrong, it'll be brushed aside and forgotten (if its not that drastic). this day just belong to me and me alone.. i'm KING today and today, gives me the right to demand for gifts!!!

this reminds me of a story...

told a little fib last week during my interview which remainds me of an incident that took place quite a some time. i was so brutally honest in most of the qns that i had to lie on this one just doesnt make sense. i was asked many questions druing the interview.

eg.1. Scenario qn
--qn: if u were selected to go for the SEA (South-East Asia) Games or the Olympics (this is huge), but the competition would be clashing with your job as u need to prepare an event for some bigshot minister, what would u do? which would u choose?

--my ans: SEA Games/ Olympics is a dream, a life-long dream for an archer or any athletes, shaking hands and taking pictures with a minister is my job... Dreams are sweet and rarely do come thru, i am sorry to say, i would choose to go for my games... (NOTE: THIS IS A JOB INTERVIEW.. and i choose to say such stuff.. hiaz..) however, these games only come either every 2 years or 4 years, i would be able to cover my duties as a manager for those events. its all abt time managing. (desperate line to say 'gosh, i am sorry.. pls give me a chance!!' *blink blink*).

so i chose archery over my bread and water.. now its left to my panel of interviewers to chose either me or the other candidates... CHOOSE ME!! i had been bombarded by frens on y do i have to say such stuff.. interviews are meant to test your commitment and your ability to churn out politically correct ans in tight situations.. wats up, jen??!! this ans may well flush my chances down the toliet bowl.. this is only one of the questons that i answered why archery is more important to me etc etc..

and weirdly i lied on another qns..
--qn: Do u mind travellin?

--ans: not really, but would prefer to stay in the East (real reason: i stay in the East side..). because i would like to able to lend a hand to the various Sea Sorts Club located in the East side (partially true.. really.. i still love sports.. working with any sports does make my day).

--qn: O really?? which sea sports to u play? for how long?

--ans: i do windsurfing (True), for abt 1.5 years (FALSE!! its been like 1.5 years since i last did windsurfing instead.. with all my injuries ranging from back, finger to foot, how can i still balance on a board??)

i only did windsurfing only once!! haa.. went to pick it up with 3 or 4 other frens. it was an introductory course.. a sports sucker like me would try anythin new and it was a chance to spend quality time with some of my frens. it was my grp of JC frens, 1 came specially down from another U to join us.. wat a story this trip became..

the introductory course abt $45 (thats what i think i recalled). so the bunch of us were excited abt this sport and met early at the Sea Sports Club at East Coast. we had to be paired up and help each other balance on the borads once we brought our boards to the sea. at first none of us were quite successful. its really not easy standing on the board and holding the mast as well... so we kept falling and slipping and tripping (on the rope on the mast) into the water.. *splash*!! drank lotsa sea water. imagine a bunch of gals falling of a board and hardly moving out of or 5 metre boundary, near the shoreline.. quite a sad sight.. i think its rather comical instead.. i couldnt help but to laugh at my frens akward falls.. i was even giving out scores from 1-10 abt the way they were fallin off their boards.

i manged to get the hang of it after awhile. i think it was thanks to archery that made my arms alittle more stronger than my mates. i was starting to move some distance. but couldnt really turn the mast around so as to go back. so my only way of stoppin was to drop the mast and jump into the water and drag back my board... so after like 3 metres out, but wtilll within our boundary, i did just that. my partner walked on the shallow sea bed towards me so as to help me drag back the board.. ALAS.. she started screamin while walkin towards me.. she was stung by something... her whole foot was in a numb state and her toe was starting to swell.. she was bitten by a catfish.. and guess wat.. whe was wearing her sports sandals.. so that fish really knew the designs of our sandals and chose the right spot to bite.. she was very near the shoreline where she was bitten.. (my power of suai-ness?? no.. purely coincidence!!).

together with the instructor, we brought her to the docs.. was getting worried as i learned that the sting was a poisonous one. so she was given a jab and was sent to my house ( i live very near the beach) to rest. called her bf and her ex (she's still very close to her ex.. good frens.) abt her accident.. b4 i knew it.. her ex came.. feelin like a bright bulb.. i decided to go back to my course where my the other 2 frens were still struggling..

the board was all mine.. without a partner, i had more time to use the board... and i must say. i was getting very good with it. i was moving much better and moore stable. the wind was very much stronger too... the instructor was paying more attention to my other 2 frens.. sooooo... i went on the board and started to surf away.. i went further and further away, deep into the sea.. my frens were becoming smaller and smaller. its really fun when u are surfing fast and far. i just quite going and going.. till... i realised i was little too far away from my frens... and also, i didnt know how to cahnge directions becos i am not very good with turning the mast without falling down.. u know, when u are far out in the sea. the winds seems very much stronger.. so imagine u trying to flip a huge pece of canvas in the opposite direction.. ok.. wind 1, jen 0. i was blown off and down i went with my mast.

its so much more difficult to climb abt onto the board when u are in deep waters as compared to when u are near the coastline. so just clung onto the board and hoped that my frens and instructor would realise my small figure from far had been reduced to half. indeed, my instructor came to the rescue on his surf board. so cool.. when he sauvely maneuvered his board towards me.. then together, we tried to get me onto my board... either i'm too fat or the uneven waters that is not giving any leverage to help hostle myself up the board. so.. plan 1.. failed.. the instructor saw that this was a hopeless situation.. so he went back and say he'l get me a canoe instead..

plan 2...
left hanging on my board, the canoe came.. it seems he couldnt find a 2-seater one.. so he got a 1-seater kayak.. kayaks are narrower than canoes.. so less surface area for floating and harder to balance.. he told me to grab the tail of the kayak and the other hand on the surf board.. so i was like the link between the 2.. seriously, what was he thinkin?? it sounded funny but i was in need of help so decided not to argue.. did as he told.. as he paddled, i was having a hard time keepin my grips on the 2; kayak and board. it was quite slippery and my hand werent exactly like King Kong's. so when i adjusted my grip on the kayak, i let loose of the board.. then it was me and the kayak moving, leaving the board behind.. this was a bad solution. he realised it..


plan 3..
we swopped our stuff, he took the surf board, i took the kayak.. better move.. (not perfect, my story still continues..).. we were doing alright until, i turned around to look for him.. lost my balance.... I CAPSIZED!! hiaz.. shouted for my instructor. u see.. my instructor is not very big-sized..mayb becox it was a class of 4 and were gals, they need not send some bulky guy to conduct the course.. but they didnt see that the namelist had me.. so we were trying in vain to get the kayak back to position.. (remember, i was very far out at sea.. very.. so even after like 5 mins of paddling on the kayak.. i was still very far out..) give up.. weak liao.. very weak.. we were out of breathe and strength..

plan 4...
he took the surf board and surfed back to base. and i was left dangling in sea.. this time with an up-side down kayak.. then i heard a loud horn.... a speed boat appeared from the sea sports centre, heading in my direction.. in it was my instuctor and a guys driving the boat. they hooked the kayak to the boat and had my lifted up the boat.. yes... saved.. at last..

back at shore.. my frens were laughing at me after i told them wat happened. they were worried at first.. mayb should hav left it that way.. i seldom get sympathetic consoles. wat an 'adventure'!! for $45 i got to do a crash course on all the sea sports that is to offer.. 1. wind-surfing, 2. kayakin, 3. 'wake-boarding' styled... but instead of a speed boat and being on a board.. i was the link between the kayak and the board.., 4. sat a speed boat...

its me and my life again...

that long nail has to go..

..ok.. its a sign.. i have to cut my nail off.. so good bye to my long nails. wanted to c if i can set a record with it.. it seems to be actually growing quite well. not cracking or any signs of slowing down. i can sense people cringing up already; sicko.

yeah.. i can be quite sick and obsessed in stupid stuff, eg, i used to collect diaries when i was young. its not regular or normally collecting stamps stickers etc.. though they are amongst many hobbies of mine. my mum works in a company whereby every year, other companies other then her own would give out their corporate diaries.. i never used them. just kept them. so i had them all piled up in my room and in boxes (like a garung guni). pages became yellow already and i still had them. only decided to rid of them this year.. cox i had to do spring cleaning and my room was just really getting out of hand.. no space to keep my other rubbish liao. i had diaries dated all the way back to 1980s. i still have many dumb hobbies.. so growing nails is just one of the many 无聊pastime of mine..

so the nail hav to go.. but mayb i should take a pic of it first.. y do i cut them, i have an interview tomorrow. my interviewees are a bunch of directors. i cant possibly show them my ah pek nail mah.. though i did think abt not cutting it and have it wrapped up in plaster. it hurts abit to cut the nail u know.. got sentimental attachment liao. ;p nah.. no more ideas to keep it. just cut it, over and done with and hopefully, i'll get my job after the 'sacrifice'.

birthdays are meant to be happy occasions!!

i'm always excited when my birthday is approaching.. for those who still refues to remember my birthday even though i give endless and relentless reminders.. i shall annouce it again here..

13th March

it's a monday this year.. i've heard numerous sayings from frens that mayb its becox of the day i was born hence a black cloud has been above me ever since.. to be born on a 13th.. mayb i was out on a fri too.. yes yes.. i heard such links and stuff... not funny liao.. ok!!

so GUYS and GALS... get my birthday gift ready!! i love birthdays cox i love presents.. they may not be big in value.. come on.. my frens aint hundred-aires , let alone millionaires.. so really, its the thought that counts.. when i get a gift, i feel belonged.. cox at least my frens remember me.. *gushing*.. every gift = remeberance..

it's true that once a woman reaches 18.. they wanna and tend to forget that they are anything but 18.. forever 18!! for me, its also true.. but at least my celing is 21. haaa.. come on.. who doesnt fear being old.. it means 1 step closer to death u know.. and also one step away from enjoyment, 1 step closer to responsiblities. hiaz.. i hate responsibilities and decisions.. while i may share such sentiments with most gals.. i have another fear... a suprise ambush by frens.. this 'surprise' is not the usual pleasant surprises others get, like big birthday bashes held for u etc... mine... frens arm themselves with 'weapons' like flour, rotten eggs, huge DUSTBINS etc... a plot is always hatching somewhere by different grps of frens... my.... and they dont do it too discreetly too.. they actually warn me abt my fate.. but its no use.. cox my fear feeds their happiness...hiaz.. i cant escape u see.. so far, i've been dunked into pools, beaches, DUSTBINS, sprayed with flour, satay sauces, beer, cream etc... got really kinky gifts (shall not mention).. so i think this year is no exception.. i opened my mail and i saw the following mail sent out to my 'enemies'.. 'produced' by mastermind.. ALvin Lim.. 'how could u???!!!'

jennifer's birthday is coming soon...

Operation MediaDump:Location: Caldecott Hill

NMT: 130306/1200D-Day/

H-Hour: 130306/1330

Mission Objective:

Team Alpha is to secure Caldecott Hill from 1400 hours to 1500 hours, and in doing so allow Team Bravo to extract the target, Ms Jennifer Kwan, for containment at the designated drop-off point, to be secured by Team Charlie.

Drop-off Point: 2nd dustbin along main entrance.

Vacancies available in all three teams!

We need volunteers! You are the one!

NUS Archery Birthday-Response Force

so dead... i fear for my safety.. hey.. thanks for remembering me.. just drop me a gift and lets remain frens ok!! pls.. come on.. some of u even signed a 'peace treaty' with me the other time.. where are the march babies??!! come.. lets be allies.. Please, please, PLEASE!!!!!!!!

when it does rains, it pours...

are ATMs (Automatic Teller machines) going extinct? with the advancement in technology and the introduction of 'plastic' money (cards), shouldnt there be atms in most corner??!!
i have bad budgetting skills, i tend to over-spend and over-indulge... yes.. i'm a good for nothing shopper-holic. i truly believe in shopping therapy as well.. in need of curbing such spending ways, i try to spend only what i have in my wallet.. so the cash in my wallet would be what i try to spend within in for that period of time.. but like it helps.. haa.. when the spending bug comes creeping in, i go around looking for ATMs or i'll just sign.. as usual, i have gone past my spening limits for the week (my cash is pretty much gone in my wallet). however, today i needed money to top-up my ezlink card.. 'a topping up of card' became 'an adventure for that elusive ATM'...

went for training today. so decided to top-up my card at the nearest station there.. there was also an ATM nearby.. just right, kill 2 birds with 1 stone; can withdraw money and then go top-up card.. sooo convienent... off i went to carry out my 'mission'.. gosh..
task 1 (withdraw money) failed.. of all days, the ATM there is under renovation.. come on.. when did an ATM ever need a face-lift? its not a bank or anythin.. but yes.. it was closed off becos of some maintance work..
task 2 (top up card) failed.. no money how to top-up card!! i'm a cheapskate.. u c there are machines at the station that can use NETS to top-up the card.. but i'm still using student fare.. hence, i still buy the student pass (for unlimited vus ride for the month for $52). to do this procedure, only cash is used to top-up..

so a new plan has to be formulated.. was going to visit my grandma at the hospital.. again, there is a nearby MRT station, and i thought, most train stations should have an ATM. if not, there are shoppin malls around that area (Chinatown), i do not believe that there aint any machines around..

i slapped myself on the face when i said i believe that there will surely be an ATM.. hiaz.. i walked all around the station.. from 1 end to the other then to the shopping malls... NO ATMS!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..... i walked up and down for a good 45 mins.. and still nothing.. the people giving out flyers saw me pacing pass them so many times till they decided not to have anymore eye-contact so as to give me their flyers.. had collected a stackful of flyers.. but still no ATM... even if i saw one, it wasnt the one i could use, like HSBC, I'm POSB!!

gave up.. went to see my grandma instead.. didnt want her to worry since i was 45 mins late already.. and the walk back to the hospital from Chinatown was real far.. it doesnt help that the walk was an uphill walk from where i had to start walking.. hiaz...

qn: did i top-up my card in the end?

ans: yes.. met my mum in the hospital.. so got the cash..

really... most train stations have ATMs at some corner.. but the 2 i went... Potong Pasir and Outram... NONE!! and the surroundings... NONE!! ahhhhh... my luck just dont want to improve..

the stale chicken bone episode (chicky probem)

went for my check up again to check on that dumb bone.. and to finally know if the ans.. 'is that damn bone still in me??!!'.

ANS: ITS GONE!!! but it left scratches in my throat...

so i paid $20 just to see this piece of paper that is packed along with my x-ray (that barium-swallow test) that wrote, 'no foreign object found'. i had mixed emotions though.. after all i went thru.. the nasal scope, the normal x-rays, the barium-swallow etc.. all the drama, all the hype, i expected a more dramatic ending.. haa.. who am i kidding, i'll faint man if i realised that the bone and grown together with my normal bones (joking, a creative thinkin on my part). but u know, its like a movie, the trailer's good, the storyline seems promising then the ending.. fail.... ok.. but i honestly dont want anymore complications with this bone..

i've been the butt of most jokes lately. been wildly used as a discussion topic with some of my frens, mayb used as a forum thread!! even the doc at the check up had a kick at it while examining me during the check up.. my usual doc wasnt around.. mayb on sick leave or mayb dissapointed that there was nothing interesting with my episode and decided to move on.. when i went into the room, the doc went like, 'was the chicken that delicious? so which part actually did u manage to swallow? chiken bones' are quite big u know..'.. he was trying his best not to laugh out loud though.. i could tell. but his tone became more and more amused with each line.. i choked while trying to explain myself... the attedning nurse was trying to look real engrossed with my file thruoghout so as not to have direct eye contact with me, in case she lose it too.. hiaz.. i gave up trying to explain to the doc.. 'give up, i'm fighting a losing battle anyway.'. how can i ever expalin y i swallowed that bone? its like i ever know why i would trip while just walkin? its a 'gift' a 'talent'?

was told umpteen times that i am accident-prone and that i should consider investing heavily into insurance to ensure myself longevity.. i may even strike rich with all the claims i can make through my acccidents.. just keep falling down, do my swallowing acts and do my claims.. i could be rich in no time.. like those divorcee who lives on alimony.. i would live relatively well on insurance claims.. haaa..

my total bill for this stupid chicken bone is: $150 not including my transporatation fees and the cost of my trauma.. what an expensive chicken..

Giving new defination to words..

I seriously should consider a career switch.. Call-for-hire should be my business model. my friends have been callin me to fill in their free time, either during waiting times for frens or business clients, when they are on MCs, when they are having a bad day at work, home feeling stressed out and need an outlet, or when they are simply bored... gosh.. my name's the name that commonly pops up!! i get calls asking me to help fill in their time.. man.. do i feel used!! i admit.. i am free... so yes, i am willing and able to entertain such phone calls.. but u guys are exploitative!! 1) u make me call u guys cox u have free in-coming calls, 2) i really make your day with my real-life experiences.

U see, the calls get these days are not calls of concerns abt me!! i mean, i'm fine being the listening ear and everythin.. really.. use me to fill in your 'extra' time. no prob.. but recently, my line has been a hotline number for jokes for the day.. mayb i hav a blog now and am 'advertising' my misfortunes to the world, so i am getting much more attention from frens.. and also, i realised how sorry i am.. haaa... mayb the accidents i'm having does tickles and make u laugh.. they do for me though only after i'm over with the anguish that the accidents bring initially... but instead of calls to ask how am i ( i did swallow a CHICKEN bone), i get phone calls that opens, 'hey, so which part was it? the wing or the drumstick!!' or 'so i am curious, did Jen managed to go to the toliet in the end?' this line was from China, my fren's sis asked abt me thru my fren.. ( i broke my right foot the other time becox i tripped over my own left foot while running to the toliet.. yes.. sad..). calls are flooding in to add salt to my injury!! i have a stupid fren-- Xiaowei-- who even joked that if she was to choke on tofu, my next accident would be very much more dramatic; i would slip and crash into a tofu!! and asked, 'so which dog was it that pee-ed??' (recently i slipped on my dog's pee.). how i hate u!! haaa...

I have fren who has a quiz time on his blog that asks a few qns,
1) whats a common bone to choke on? ans --fish bone
2) whats the stupidest and most uncommon bone to choke on ever? ans--chicken bone.. (but u are not jen so u wont appreciate this joke.. ) ahhh... i'm the butt at all jokes these days.. my fren even said mayb she should consider having my link in her blog but under the heading--JOKES!!

While time and again, i refuse to say that i am cursed... (i hav a grp of frens who gave me a nickname in the U, 'The Walking Curse'). there are times that i feel alittle too 'lucky'.. but i always say, 'They are purely coincidences. PURE COINCIDENCE!! period!!'.... many frens of mine (wonder if we should still be frens??!!!), think otherwise.. they say i give new meaning to many words, esply SUAI (unlucy in dialect) and COINCIDENCE.

Common Meanings (accepted by the masses)
SUAI= unlucky
Coincidence= an accidental occurence

Meanings accepted by Jen's frens (Redefined, thanx to Jen)
Suai= unlucky and the unluckiness brought abt by Jen is contagious...
Coincidence= when jen's around, its too much an accidental occurence, its become a norm..

The stories behind it (specially selected cos there are so many cases that can be highligted):

Was staying in the same hostel with my fren (Prince George Park-PGP).. frens have been coming over to study together regularly.. as usual i was experiencing my 'lucky' days.. eg, getting locked out of my room, or my matric card cant work in the lift so i took the stairs to find out that the door of my level's stairs is locked while the other floors are unlocked..

1. Then, one after another, they too started to expereince bad days as well.. my fren picked a rotten egg in the fridge when there were rows of eggs to choose from... the one and only egg that was rotten!! and it was broken into our 1 and only cup noodle to last us through our night mugging..
2. Fren's bed sheets were stolen.. but pillow cases are intact... we only just met not too long.
3. There was a time when it kept raining whenever i set foot in the range or when i am planning somethin that requires sunny conditions, eg my bday bash..
4. Fren's bf saw me and greeted me while he was blading at east coast.. i was there to attend a fren's birthday.. the beach is so big.. but we still met on that fateful day.. and the place that we met was quite ulu (remote). then we parted ways. later he fell down, he's quite a skater and he rarely falls down, or so thats what he claims.. then fren called him to check on him, he said he had a fall. fren said, 'how come?? u are a pro on blades leh.'... after a very long pause, he continued, 'dunno if i should say this, but....... i just saw Jen'.... ahhhhhhh......... so all the blame was shifted to me... gosh..

Hiaz.. of course there are many more that solidified such meanings, which i will keep hush to save myself the blushes... hey frens... i still think that they are PURELY COINCIDENCES!! dont blame me... come on, im sure u have your bad days too.. when your left eye twitches.. though i have strong objections that state that, 'true.. i have bad days and times when i'm really down on my luck.. but when with u, my bad luck seem to be magnified!!'

ENOUGH GUYS.. give me a break!!!!!!!! ("/)....

the amazing race (dunno what season liao)

watched the latest installment of 'The Amazing Race'.. one of my favourite and most enduring reality shows around.. unlike the other reality shows, eg Survivor, American Idol etc.. i lost interest in most of them except for The Amazing Race, America's Next Top Model and The Apprentice... watch gals fight then smart people fight.. COOL!!

for the amazing race, the format of the show is very much the same.. race all around the world, get to your pit-stops then the finishing line then $1million dollars.. but whats so lasting of the show is that every epsiode, they go to different places doing different things.. its like doing travelling infront of your tv in the living room.. and the characters are different.. so u see a different chemistry that sparks fire.. and sometimes, u get inspired by the tight bond they elude.. touched by their gestures or words of encouragement they give each other. the end clip of the eleminated teams sometimes make me go 'awwww.'. it has the elements of fear-factor (the food they eat sometimes are gross), survivor (fight for the fittest), Miss Universe Pageant and Mr Manhunt (the contestants can be quite candy-eye), Regular Joe (then again, there are also the opposites)....and of course.. it can be quite funny..

its not like your normal made-for-tv sitcoms.. but rather authentic moves that are fit for tv... its not the awkward falls that the contestants tend to make when they are in a mad rush, or if the contestants start stripping down to their undies and then pile themselves with all the clothings they are clothed themselves with when it is a non-elimination pit-stop... they can look pretty ridiculous.. sweating profusely but dressed in winter clothes.. underwears stretched over their thick clothes etc.. ok.. these scenes are funny.. but what really tickles me is when they walk pass the clue-box a billion times (i am exaggerating) and then say out loud, 'where's the damn box!! i dont see it!! did they (the producers) put it there??' and the box is not hidden. its most of the time placed in a very conspicuous place... and they can still miss it!! and then u hear them curse, walk back and forth, back and forth...

i am mean.. i laugh at others misfortunes.. but, come on.. who doesnt laugh at mine?

me and my nails..

Human Genome is in short, telling us that we have a patterned DNA. while our interior is molded in a certain fixed manner, our exterior is just as fixed. we cant seem to break out of our already mapped out lives. even our future is planned.. guess for survival.. we just hav to modify ourselves.

went to visit my grandma today.. immediately, i was asked by my aunt, 'aiyoh, y your nails so long!! its not hygenic.' the nail on my little finger is indeed much longer than the common long that most gals would have. y? reason: i was challenged once a very long time ago ( i hav this competitive ego abt me, hate to be challenged. if challenged, most likely i'll take it up.. ). it was said that we cant grow our nails too long as it would start to crack and then break after it has grown to a certain length. ok.. i like to let my little finger's nail grow till it cracks and then i have no choice but to cut it.. i've gotten quite obsessed with this growning-of-the-nail-till-it-breaks habit that i cant bear to cut my little fingers' nails. its like u have lnong hair and you've gotten it to grow real long and since, u are not getting hot or irritated by it, u just let it be.. and when u do hav a hair-cut, u do it cox u absolutely need one (same as with my nails.. if they break, i cut. u have split ends, u have some hot date, u cut. rite??!!). its like quite a waste to have it short...

so because of the comment made by my aunt, i got kinda more conscious abt my growing nail.. haa.. i tend to fold in my little finger and its kinda getting quite tired.. like i'm stunting the growth of our very short little finger.. i'm afraid of stares and wierd looks at me.. who grows long last nails.. those lao ah peks rite... so what am i doin?? shouldnt i be like every other regular kid.. let alone a gal.. have nice nails of acceptable lengths..

then...

y dont i just cut it and lead a normal life??!!

simple: i just dont want to... haaa.. i'll just learn to live with my stubborn nature.. till it gets the best of me.. come on.. i'll cut it.. its only a matter of time.. let me have my fun.. though a rather stupid one..