Thursday, 28 August 2008
Me: You just wasted another piece of paper. Another tree killed.
Doc: Are you one of those environmental friendly kind?
Me: No no. I am not. I just don't think we should waste paper.
Doc: You're just like my wife. She thinks people shouldn't drive SVUs.
Thanks a lot for the reminder, doc.
Friday, 22 August 2008
Thursday, 21 August 2008
As Qiaojing was rummaging through my latest online shopping loot, she asked why I, yet again, spent money on so many oh-so-unnecessary rags (which of course to me are oh-such-necessities). Well, God forbid if I could actually find something to wear in my over-spilling wardrobe.
Me (in my most earnest voice): Well, I could have a hot date and I certainly want to leave a good first impression.
Qiaojing (holding up an apricot-orange v-neck frill strap polyester chiffon dress with double tiered frill hem and an exposed zip) [Yes, I need to be this detailed, dah-ling. Ex-fashion student, remember?]: These are really girly stuff, with the ruffles and frills.
Me (nonchalantly): Change of image. Need to wear stuff which make the guys think I'm super girly. Maybe that will make them ask me out on a date!
Qiaojing (in somewhat appalled tone): But you are not! This dress will make them think you are小鸟依人kind.
Me (grinning from ear to ear): Yep, that’s the image to portray in order to get a hot date nowadays.
Hey! I said a good first impression; I didn't say a right first impression.
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
Saturday, 16 August 2008
Me: What cat? Ah Boy is a mini lion, so there is no cat at my place to scare you. Don't worry about a thing.
I am speaking the truth! Whoever has seen Ah Boy won't think a cat can be so big. He must be a miniature lion!
Friday, 15 August 2008
Thursday, 14 August 2008
No, it's not what you think it is. Not the cosmetics surgery which I have always wished I have the courage to do, but the medical one which will cure my sinus problem once and for all. I made the decision with the snap of my finger. I simply called my doc and asked (no, informed really), "I want to do the surgery tomorrow. What time does your schedule permit?"
An hour before the surgery...
Doc: All right, so we shall start with the preparations. Don't be nervous okay, Wynnii?
Me: I am not. I am not nervous at all. (And I am speaking the truth. I didn't get any jitters at all.)
Doc: You must be the calmest patient I ever had.
Me: Well, I have faith in you and I trust I'm in good hands. (I suggest brown-nosing your doc before any surgeries, I believe it helps.)
I remember when I stepped into the operating theatre, there were many many many people inside already. Is there a need for so many people to be involved? It's really between me and my nose and, of course, my doc (who looks really cute in his scrubs). The moment I lied down, I said "It's super cold in here. Can I have more blankets, please? I am shivering already". I really don't know how they could stand the cold! The nurses, doctors and aids started to fuss over me. One monitor here, another there, yet another here and yet another there. "Breathe. Deep breath", I heard someone told me. "I am giving you two shots for the IV". Once the anaesthesia is injected, I don't remember counting down. I don't remember waking up in the operating theatre. I don't remember being in pain. I don't remember if they gave me the extra blankets! Did they even give me the extra blankets?!
I am still oozing blood from time to time. I could be in a horror show without the need for fake blood.
I have a four minute video of the surgery highlights which I'll gladly share with anyone who asks. Any takers?
Wednesday, 13 August 2008
Saturday, 9 August 2008
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
And if that makes you feel sad, think about this; could it be possible that there are actually some good things to come out of the recent changes and revelations that you've been going through and been a party to?
This year is all about big changes for you, and the sooner you embrace that, the better. You don't have to throw the baby out with the bathwater. But let go of the past and the bits of it you don't like.
Seriously. Spring clean your life".
Right, I'll start with the cat.
After an hour of Wii gaming, I am convinced that Qiaojing and Ying fall in the latter category.
Despite their repeatedly warning to me to not write about this, I feel I owe it to the rest of the world to alert the rest of the world to not to play para-para with both of them.
Hand-eye coordination? What coordination? Nothing of this sort in the latter world.
Sunday, 3 August 2008
I caught the trailer of Dark Knight some time back when I was in the theatre. The explosive scenes caught my attention. I told myself "That looked like a good show. I want to watch it". Seriously, what's not to love about blowing things up?
Little did I know I would be as impressed as I am with the movie. No, it's not because of Heath. It's the whole show, really. The gadgets, the costumes, the suspense, the plot, the lines, the everything...
I think I might be in love Master Wayne.
Saturday, 2 August 2008
I asked if I had given him the wrong impression at any one time or if I had led him to think that I am interested, even remotely. I most certainly have no intention to do that and god forbid if I did. I breathed a sigh of relief when he said I didn't. I would have been speechless and too damn embarrassed if he had replied affirmatively.
I hate it when I have to do the rejection talk. There is no nice way to go about it and after it's done, the friendship is broken. Also, there are only two approaches to attempt: 1. To say "It's not you, it's me" or 2. To say "It's you, it's not me". Being politically correct, I decided to go with the former.
Calmly, I reminded him (in random order) of the practical reasons why he shouldn't harbour such liking for me. They fall somewhere along the lines of me:
1. Being too high-maintenance (I'm not talking about financially, I'm talking about everything.)
2. Being too demanding (Just references the exes, then again they could be wrong.)
3. Being sick of the quarrels a relationship entails
4. Being overloaded with work, school, play and sleep
5. Being too young to get married (I know he's looking to settle down. I ain't. Not till I'm 35 anyway.)
Am I selling myself short here? Damnit.
I'm sure you are curious who he is right? He is none other than... Do you honestly think I will tell you the name?
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