First day of work contrary to belief, i did not end up doing something brainless like washing test tubes. i wish i did. so i arrived at BTI this morning and they throw me a lab coat (which is CLEAN thank goodness) and a notebook. yes a big fat notebook. like one of those that you'd use for practicals in school. that notebook was for me to record my experiments and my findings...i have to return it at the end of my attachment. what the?! why would i have any findings. im just a small fry! even before going up to the lab i already smelled danger. i met my scary fairy boss who turned out to be pretty nice. he put me with a girl. ok i really dont know what to call her. girl? woman? she's 27. not exactly young, but not old either. ANYWAY let me call her sf. and she shows me what she's doing....which is pcr, just cheemer. and within the first 10 mins i was in the lab i felt like i was in the WRONG place. like *deh* wrong wrong wrong! and during that 10 mins i seriously considered just getting married after graduating or doing another degree. i was so freaking lost i felt like a loser. -_-" i made a mental note to go home and read up. so now i'm stuck with a stack of "cell suicide for beginners" that i took from the office. oh! i have my own desk too. anyway, after lunch i was told we have a meeting. you know how people have book clubs where they all just sit around and discuss the book of the week. well, the first part of the meeting was journal club. what the! every week someone was meant to present a published article that my boss has chosen. they COMPLETELY LOST ME HERE. oh goodness gracious me. didnt help that i was so sleepy. i looked around and thought no one else knew what was going on either (btw everyone is very very young. 27's like considered old already. apart from the boss of course). naturally i assumed young=ignorant. but no! when they started asking questions i wanted to dig a hole and hide. i was so grateful when that was over. the second part of the meeting consisted of someone presenting an update of his work. I UNDERSTOOD THAT. *triumphant* finally, su. anyway, after a few more days of orientation around the lab and looking at how things get done around there, he's going to assign me something to do which is quite damn scary considering how much everything costs. and erm how terrible i am. but i'll pull through i guess. after ALOT of reading. work is like a day-long practical. i think i have no problems anymore with my 6 hr prac next yr. but you know what, at the end of the day, i decided it aint too bad after all. i didnt mind being there. the people were nice (although i can barely hold a conversation with them cause they were all conversing in chinese and im inapt and inadequate) and i was beginning not to feel so stupid. well well, i'm going to read now. maybe i'll have something to write in that notebook soon. i can't wait for lou and viv to start work! we need to go for lunch together. >< "not enough caspases? just order 4 more rabbits. you take two and you take two" O_O

First day of work contrary to belief, i did not end up doing something brainless like washing test tubes. i wish i did. so i arrived at BTI this morning and they throw me a lab coat (which is CLEAN thank goodness) and a notebook. yes a big fat notebook. like one of those that you'd use for practicals in school. that notebook was for me to record my experiments and my findings...i have to return it at the end of my attachment. what the?! why would i have any findings. im just a small fry! even before going up to the lab i already smelled danger. i met my scary fairy boss who turned out to be pretty nice. he put me with a girl. ok i really dont know what to call her. girl? woman? she's 27. not exactly young, but not old either. ANYWAY let me call her sf. and she shows me what she's doing....which is pcr, just cheemer. and within the first 10 mins i was in the lab i felt like i was in the WRONG place. like *deh* wrong wrong wrong! and during that 10 mins i seriously considered just getting married after graduating or doing another degree. i was so freaking lost i felt like a loser. -_-" i made a mental note to go home and read up. so now i'm stuck with a stack of "cell suicide for beginners" that i took from the office. oh! i have my own desk too. anyway, after lunch i was told we have a meeting. you know how people have book clubs where they all just sit around and discuss the book of the week. well, the first part of the meeting was journal club. what the! every week someone was meant to present a published article that my boss has chosen. they COMPLETELY LOST ME HERE. oh goodness gracious me. didnt help that i was so sleepy. i looked around and thought no one else knew what was going on either (btw everyone is very very young. 27's like considered old already. apart from the boss of course). naturally i assumed young=ignorant. but no! when they started asking questions i wanted to dig a hole and hide. i was so grateful when that was over. the second part of the meeting consisted of someone presenting an update of his work. I UNDERSTOOD THAT. *triumphant* finally, su. anyway, after a few more days of orientation around the lab and looking at how things get done around there, he's going to assign me something to do which is quite damn scary considering how much everything costs. and erm how terrible i am. but i'll pull through i guess. after ALOT of reading. work is like a day-long practical. i think i have no problems anymore with my 6 hr prac next yr. but you know what, at the end of the day, i decided it aint too bad after all. i didnt mind being there. the people were nice (although i can barely hold a conversation with them cause they were all conversing in chinese and im inapt and inadequate) and i was beginning not to feel so stupid. well well, i'm going to read now. maybe i'll have something to write in that notebook soon. i can't wait for lou and viv to start work! we need to go for lunch together. >< "not enough caspases? just order 4 more rabbits. you take two and you take two" O_O

bah i forgot to mention that, as expected, i got the whole you need a hair cut and aiyoh so fat already from them. eve, gie, time to go to paragon.

Dear Singapore, did u know that you look so beautiful from the sky? im finally alive again...and extremely exhausted cause i didn't exactly get much sleep (yes i did manage to clear my entire room! almost died in the process but i made it). my auntie arrived on the same day as i so i spent much of today out. and sorry i didn't call/sms anyone until today cause my sim card disappeared with my wallet a few weeks ago and i only managed to get a replacement (as well as a few numbers from rachel) today. but on the bright side, i finally change my ancient "prime" plan to one with free incoming. so i'm an extremely happy girl. call away! :D i love it when relatives come because then we got an excuse to go for nice food. the first place we went straight from the airport was no signboard seafood. i've only heard it's good...so i was pretty excited. but then i forgot i dont really eat seafood. so i didn't have anything. err. and i conclude china square has alot of nice food. shucks. i'm so used to seeing bun the day after i arrive in singapore that it feels so strange now that i didn't. i'm starting work tomorrow. yawn. sigh this is going to be a long three months. dear melbourne, do you miss me already? p/s: if you're going to tell me i'm barely coherent, i know it already. i'm so sleepy! pp/s: mixed feelings. lou, you feel me?

Update packing is proving to be very difficult. like very very. especially when you have one day to pack your entire room because your housemates are going to move for you in january. looks like i don't need to sleep. oh my gosh i'm freaking out. p/s: on the bright side, i'll going back...hmm...today! pp/s: on an even brighter side, monday is marmalade day with the girls. and their dates. erm. i dont have! bungelaxu where are you? go back to singapore!

After more than 1 month of slogging away 1 box of essence of chicken 1 pen ink refill a week (no wonder pilot is making money) nights with lights on to ensure i don't oversleep countless dreams (or rather nightmares) of drugs, pathology and kidney function 1/2 a bottle of vit c too little sleep and too much eyebags too many subways alot of ranting on this blog after everyone else is done. and gone.

i bought so many vitamins for the kampong back home (erm oops i mean mum and aunts) it's not funny. 150 dollars?! ><

Throw me some fluoxetine. im back in bailieu once again i refuse to study at home all by myself. lou's going back in a few hrs. im so lonely already :(

Dig a hole and hide your head i (finally) did it! i emailed one of the companies. after how nice they've been, i don't want to open my mail box now. -_-" i hate myself. i dreamt that i poisoned joel bornstein (who's a really nice lecturer btw. lou can testify) i have evil tendencies. i woke up scared. and im still scared now............of myself. i'm bored-stiff. (nice to meet you.) p/s: WHERE is BUN? either dried mango is wrong or your blog is indeed getting emptier and emptier. normal people's blogs just grow stagnant dear. and i hope your parcel has arrived.

IF i studied as hard as i played, i'd be on the dean's list. my mum asked my sis to for a set of spare keys to her new apartment. oh boy. and i officially have 2 jobs in singapore (uhh..oops?). i feel so bad. *whine* HOW?! help.

Just 1 to go............................................. another paper down. ha! pathology must have the most environmental-unfriendly exam. 7 booklets in total! can you please!? i felt like a regurgitating machine. now for pharmacology on friday and THAT'S IT! finishing all the lectures is almost impossible. maybe im so screwed? >< who cares. yay!

Darkness no not because i'm suicidal but because my light bulb blew. and if you remembered, this was how i started my semester. i came back from singapore, flicked the switch and nope, there was no light. i can't believe my semester is ending the same way. funny because i don't recall anything being the "same" 12 weeks ago. no need for a change of light bulb. it's just 5 days left in melbourne. in fact, just 5 days left of this room. switch off, the end. time to pack up and go home. time for emotional and physical vacation. almost, almost.

Listen with your heart i always thought people exaggerated when they say watching someone sing from the heart can move you to tears. i always thought martia was just being a nininehneh weeping each time someone belt out a sad love song. but now i know better. because i felt it. sydney opera house was amazing tonight. did you see the people? could you feel the spirit? the australian idol grand finale left me in goosebumps, tears and in awe. He is the italian stallion (haha i like how they make him sound like such a stud but he's pretty short :P) took my breath away when he sang the prayer again tonight. i gave my heart away to those puppy eyes, that million dollar smile and the voice. as much as i wanted him to win She won instead. but i'm not complaining at all. because this girl is truly inspiring. who would have thought the girl who came into the auditions with messy dreadlocks, wearing mismatched converse and a grey jumper would transform into the next australian idol? she's defied all the laws society has implemented for someone to be successful. who cares if she's only 16? or that she isn't a skinny model from cosmopolitan? she's beautiful. and australia agrees with me. i wish there could be 2 idols. i like them both. well i guess if you couldn't decide, you could always settle for.... flynn "Push up, I want to feel your sexy booty next to mine." what a joke. anyway, sorry lah, i don't think singapore will ever match up. not just talent wise (i mean its unfair since singapore is so small. which is almost an excuse) but the fact that there's no such spirit amongst the people. oh well. i don't think i can study now. sulk.

y..a...w....n......... waking up early can actually be productive. ooo. by 11am i have watched a hillsong sermon on tv done a few lectures gone for a service chadstone beckoned. but i'm so sleepy, nothing is going to deter me from a nap. no nothing, not even shopping. 5 more days to a good...night's...sleep.......

Let this be our Prayer a song that leaves you with goosebumps is either very good or very. very. bad (think steven lim. ok or sueewong for that matter.). anthony callea did so well with the prayer. i can't wait for tmr's australian idol grand finale.

Text me now (be warned. rating: MA). i FINALLY got news from amira. is it only me who thought she has been MIA for too long? ANYWAY, if you know me, i'm not mad about tv. but at times that i DO catch a show, i'd watch something like erm. saturday night fever. (which to my delight was on tv tonight) now since it aint exactly primetime material (although i must say watching skinny john travolta grooving to beegees is firstclass entertainment), it aired at 10-ish.... which incidentally collides with those CHEESY ads with scantily (and DODGILY) dressed women doing not too tv-friendly things. my oh my. first we have this lady (with errr background music) raising her leg in the bathtub.....and then she proceeds to lie down on the bed (dressed in some netty thing) and trying very hard to provocatively (yet tastefully of course *..*) slide her hand up and down the phone. i mean, why on earth would anyone do something like that?! by then i was cracking up. and THEN, she had to deliver a DELIBERATE wink just to end the ad. my oh my. and if you thought that was bad. what came on next was this headless woman dressed only in her undergarments sliding ONE FINGER (yes ONE!) down her chest to her stomach. (su stares in horror) she did it so badly she looked like she was just pointing to her stomach more than anything else. and then she leaned towards the camera (she's still headless mind u) and tries to unbuckle her bra. but of course the screen flashes a *3.95 for an sms* before you can see anything. it was just a preview. cheesy!

You must be from Pearl Harbor, 'cause baby, you're the bomb rachel's blog mentioned the funniest thing ever said and i must say this is the funniest thing i've seen this whole week (it beats the title.......no?): What is LOVE? When a Baby is born in the world, it had only half a body��.When It grow up and sure look for another part of it half body�.That is called LOVE���. i found this in my message box. i am very amused. this person nicknamed himself lonelyguy and i can totally understand why. so...johnny bravo. someone tell me it sounds very. very. dodgy. WHO DO YOU THINK I AM?! anyway i did it again. i was running out of the room and completely missed the corridor. BANG! i ran (yes! ran! at full speed to rescue baking cookies!) into the wall. ow, my knee. this is getting out of hand! p/s: a working tagboard!

What is wrong with Tagboard. the perks of being in australia.... big, juicy, fragrant, sweet, fresh, CHEAP Australian Mangoes ahhhh...........

Su the Turkey i eat too fast, i write too fast and i shower too fast. and that is probably why i have tricked my body into thinking that it has to process quickly too. i need to start helping it to understand that the corpus luteum has to stick around for 14 days before its demise....not half the time, dodo! which explains why i've been stuffing my face. and when i told alex about my overthetopfacestuffing...he says... "take care n watch the stuffing. you're not a turkey." pokpokpok (erm do turkeys make the same sounds as chicken?)

2 down i just found out that my working hours in singapore will be 8.30am to 6pm . . . . 8.30 to 6?! what happened to your traditional 9 to 5?! scientists. tsk! if it's any consolation, they end work at 5.30 on friday -_-" but! i'm not complaining....at least i get paid :) i've finished 2 papers! the 2 yuckiest papers! today's went aw-righttt, so i'm a slightly happier girl now. chest still hurts but who cares! (for the record, i didnt buy the overpriced pills heh) yay!

What Murphy never told you The price of cold tablets is directly proportional to how bad your cold is. (13 bucks for a box?!) i sink i hab a bock dose. and my chest! id urts. sniff.

Poke You know you're in alot of trouble when the pair of jeans you can normally wear gets tight. It's either the dryer or the chocolates. on an entirely different note, I have a soft spot for prettylittlegirlscarryingcutedolldolls. can i bring them home please?

Sniff sniff, what do you smell? About 30 yrs ago, researcher Martha McClintock reported that women who spend alot of time togther often find that their menstrual cycles synchronize. This effect is probably mediated by Pheremones. (So, they did an experiment) Body chemicals were collected by placing cotton pads under the arms of the donors for at least 8 hours. The pads were WIPED UNDER THE NOSES of the recipient, who agreed not to wash their faces for 6 hours. The recipients were not told the source of the chemicals on the pads and did not consciously perceive any odor from them except the alcohol used as a carrier. (courtesy of the neuroscience textbook) YUCK! 1. i hope the women were paid damn well 2. whatever happened to ethics..... The Citygate Library is opened as a Study Hall - 24 hours.

Lub is lower pitch than Dub i'm suffering from chest pains. and if you needed to know on which side of my chest, it's the left. but i'm not particularly bothered because i learnt from Sherwood that the heart is really in the middle, not the left of the chest. but if i had to worry about it, it's probably due to my psychological unstability (or heart ache perhaps?) more than anything else. hmm. i'm a girl, i'm entitled to moodswings. and erm. the paper didnt go very well. roar. (ironically, of all questions that i could choose from, i chose ALANA MITCHELL'S lousy METABOLISM question. hiakhiak. cf my entry some days ago.) i don't think i want to stick around longer to find out how everything is going to turn out. pack, pack, live in oblivion.

12 hours Countdown As I float along this ocean, I can feel You like a notion that won't seem to let me go Cause when I look to the sky, Something tells me You're here with me. And You make everything alright. And when I feel like I'm lost, Something tells me You're here with me. And I can always find my way when You are here. to my first paper.

Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah part of me (the one dressed in red, with little horns and a fork) is saying GIVE UP NOW. i'm confused, i cannot remember anything, i'm tired and i'm DISTRACTED over the lousiest things. argh. and i'm in the midst of packing now. although i'm meant to be packing, my room looks chibaboomed with half packed boxes and black garbage bags all over. i can barely walk and i'm highly doubting my ability to pack EVERYTHING before i leave on the 27th. i'm seriously dreading moving on to my clothes. im so FRUSTRATED. i need to vent my frustrations. but i think i will not. because i found out my cousin's little baby girl passed away today from a defect since birth a year and a half ago. life's more than just exams. it's too precious.

FattyPoo lipids, triacylglycerides, cholesterol, cholesteryl esters, lipoproteins, apolipoproteins, monoglycerides, fatty acids, fatty acyl-coa, chylomicrons, micelles. i think i'll never appreciate the true nature of each of those things, because to me, they are all just FATS! rah! speaking of which i need to stop eating. >< sob. *hic anyway, jiejiewong, who has disappeared from the face of the virtual world, (by abandoning her blog, friendster and msn) is looking for an apartment. IN THE EAST! >< marine parade/old airport road is way too far from bukit batok. but i've got a new hideout now. i choped a spot for me and my dolldoll. and she was suggesting a visit to the spa when i get home....ahhh..... i need a massage NOW for that backache.............. anyway i dropped by webstat after neglecting it for a very long time. guess what people enter in the search engines and then stumble upon my blog as a consequence of that. checkout: 1. cheecheongfun (which i absolutely hate i tell u) 2. song playing in butterfly effect fraternity 3. timgoh (what the?!) 4. rabbi stanley chester 5. shit-su (SHIT SU?!?!?!) grooming (it's shih tzu silly!!) 6. snaring dogs whine-o addicted (huh?) 7. stepping on shoes and pet peeves (why would anyone search something like that?) 8. average joes tracksuit 9. princess easter camp (who on earth would be called princess easter camp??? hiak) and this one takes the cake 10. KTV XIAOJIE

A Typical Day so what have i been up to? Wake up Library Study Go home Sleep Cycle repeats the next day. Spending more time in the library than at home. Study study study, eyebags, dark circles, bad hair, red eye, eat eat eat, grumpy, sleepy, basement gang. i was so sleepy this morning i walked into a wall (i completely missed the toilet door. wham!). and i have what seems like a bruise at the tip of my nose. thing is, i didn't get that from walking into the wall. the thought of what else i did, perhaps in my sleep, scares me. 3rd last exams in my life. whole life.

Rain rain go away it's going to rain the next few days. bummer. today, for the first time in my life, i was in a car that broke down. yes it like stopped, stalled like a manual car, in the middle of the road. just that it was an auto car which could not be restarted again. and, for the first time in my life, i pushed a car. alongside a friendly neighbour (someone from spring street tower) and another nice old man who was driving along who, well, had to stop because we were blocking the way. erm. all these in the rain! such things only happen to me. louise had to pay $170 for a membership with RACV so that they could come and fix the car. the car is now insured for the next 12 months....so break down break down break down more during this period to get her money's worth. -_-" on hindsight, it's quite funny. "Last night I had the strangest dream I sailed away to China In a little row boat to find ya And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned Didn't want no-one to hold you What does that mean?" - Break my Stride Looks like I'm not the only one with weird dreams :)

Emotions i remembered thinking to myself this morning: I need a HUG. partly because i was feeling sad sitting alone in a corner.....but also because i miss getting a hug. we used to be huggie (diapers?) in sch. a hug could take away the tiredness, the stress, the pain, the tears....and nothing beats being engulfed in the arms of people who love you. it didn't help that eve and i were in max brenner where they served..."hug"s. being caught in a whirlwind of emotions is a sure sign of the dreaded arrival of almost every girl's monthly nightmare. 'simply smk' turned out really well tonight. for 5 hrs, i departed from the land of bailieu and i could take my mind completely off CerebroSpinalFluid.....to be swept off my feet by heartfelt testimonies. this is SMK with Low Profile i don't know why i didn't say this earlier in the cell video...(where i just stoned away, my goodness.)....but thank you. i am truly inspired. with how things seem to be turning out........i still feel i need a.........hug.