The Blob....

Mondays are terrible, not to mentioned that we start off with a 8am presentation. One word for me, SIAN!

As if it wasn't bad enough to have monday blues, some of us witnessed a terrifying sight during our scrubbing skills practice in the lab.

We were all standing in sort of a circle(yet again), facing one another putting on our caps and masks for lab practice. And there was our resident bitch, stretching her arms back and upwards putting on her mask & cap. This action resulted in her pulling up her small top, thus exposing her naval area to those poor souls facing her! eeeuuwww!!!! Believe me when I say that it was not a pretty sight.'

If she wanted to force herself into that small little top, at least wear something like lycra that will stretch. But then again, even lycra doesn't defy the law of physics. She's probably taking the phrase "If you have it, flaunt it!" too seriously.

Circle of Truth

One of the mental health nursing tutorial had the class spilt into two. Within each half, a circle was formed where everyone sat facing inwards.

We then took turns and sat in the middle of the circle. First we would addressed our own strengths and weaknesses, share feedback abt our friends' perception of ourselves and finally everyone in the circle will tell the person what they perceived as he/her strength and weakness.

It was rather interesting as everyone took the 'hotseat' and share their thoughts. The resident bitch of our class was the first to take the hot seat, and describe herself as a frank and direct person. It's like hello? Try evil, manipulative and scheming, bitch!
After her own narcissistic blabber, one of her 'avid admirer' told her point blank, "You appear very confident, but that confidence is very repulsive." woah...... you should have seen the expression on her face. But being the resident bitch, she was quick to composed herself and forced a "oh, it's okay" kind of smile. I'm sure molten lava was splurting out of her arteries.

I didn't have the chance to take the hotseat due to the time constraint. But if I did, will I be able to take the critiques? Hmm....

Time flies...

I just got a copy of the CD Jagged Little Pill Acoustic last week. This CD marked the 10th year anniversary of the original Jagged Little Pill. The original sold 30 millions copies worldwide, the highest by far for any female artiste.

But gosh, it's been 10 years! How time flies, I was just starting my course in Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts at that time. I was also abt 10 kg heavier.

Listening to the acoustic tracks, it's almost like travelling back in time. The original album was full of angst while this is much more mellow, hmm... another similarity.

For myself, music/songs are like the chapter markers of my life. I bet that were times when you were in the shopping mall/supermarket etc, when a song u hear will suddenly suck u into the tunnel of time, bringing you to that certain moment of your life or replaying that part like a movie/soap. To me, that truly is the magic of music.

Ok, time for me to pop that CD in and relive the past...... :)

Can I See Your Friend's ID?

This happened a few days back.

My friend and I made plans to catch this movie Mysterious Skin at Orchard Cineleisure. As he was late, I decided to go ahead and get the tickets.
The box office is at the 4th level. When I reached there, I could see a long queue at the booth. ONE long queue, even though there were like three or four staff behind 'busy' arranging the overpriced snacks. Shouldn't they be more concern abt the long queue? And you wonder why Singapore slipped in the recent service ranking.(from top 5 to 20!!!!)

It was finally my turn; (me = red, ticket person = blue)
"Two tickets for Mysterious Skin pls, 10.05 show."

Looked at the computer, then looked up at me "Sir, do you have the ID? "

Woahhh... compliment is it? I look that young ah? Trying hard not to look really pleased.

Probably realized from my reaction, "No Sir, do you have the ID of the other person who is watching? "

Bubble burst!!! Chey..... I thought.....
And yah, I have his birth cert, passport and urine sample, u want? How the heck am I goin to know that I need his ID to get the tickets?!?! I'm watching a movie, not getting married!

"This is a restricted rating movie."

Blank look, "No..I dun have"

"I'm sorry sir, we can't sell you the other ticket because we need the ID to prove."

Getting pissed, "How would I possibily know, look, why don't you sell me the tickets and I'll get my friend to come by and show his ID?"

Dead pan look, "Sorry, I can't sell you the ticket because it is the rule."

Getting really pissed, "But there's no sign stating you need ID to purchase the tickets!"

Still the same look, "Sorry, I can't sell you the ticket because it is the rule."

Fuming now, but realized that there is a long queue behind me. I gave him one good look and walked away. What bloody rules? If they wanna implement something idiotic like this, jolly well place a sign somewhere prominent. This way, people will know before they queue for the tickets, NOT at the counter, especially after if there is a long queue.
Anyway, when my friend came, I made him get the tickets. I then told the same person that they should hang a notice above the counter. He forced a smile and kept quiet, probably reacting to the sarcastic tone of my voice, nah beh....

My Class

Just like in every society, there are the elites, unwanted etc... there's no exception here. My class is divided into 4 sub groups.....

Power House Group: I was formerly from this group, till an episode happened between me and another member(more of that in a another post). The name itself is quite self-explanatory of what this group is like. It consist of 4 Power House Generators and 2 supporting batteries(one is a 'AA' size and the other a size 'D' and both non-energizer and er... think size also hor)
). The Power Generators are the A students of the class, the creme de la creme while the supporting batteries are ermm... like a saying in hokkien, 'have or no have also the same lah'.

Elite Group: I'm now in this group, the name was given by my lecturer/mentor. She claimed that a group with 3 males will generally be a group with the least problems.
There are 3 boys and 3 girls, and I'm glad to say that we are mostly energizer batteries, from size 'AAA' to '9V', though at least 3 are the lithium types. Your truly here is just in the 'AA' energizer category.

Girl Group: This group contain mostly of the Martha Stewarts(pre convicted) and Paula Abduls. 6 girls, everyday is sunshine, and everyday they will make hay. Actually, it's also a little benetton world of colours, 1 from indonesia, 1 from malaysia, 1 from india, 2 from singapore and the last 1 from la la land.

Rejects Group: Supposedly 5 members, but one deferred the course due to a impending surgery.
2 women and 2 men, 1 is a Sadako lookalike who's constantly stoic and quiet (probably still shock that she is among the rejects), one's a uptight, one's a beer bellied hypocrite with an american accent, and last but least one who's got no insight to her 'wonderful' personality. Majority of the class avoid them like plague, let alone work with them.
They should actually join the travelling circus, and put their 'talents' to good use.

So there you have it, my class. More juicy stories to come.....

Here I Go Again

It's here again, all the tests and presentations! It is now the 7th week of the 3rd semester and things are moving swiftly from ulu pandan to the CTE. It will be a non-stop ride till week 12.

Sigh, life of a student in a accelrated course.

I Did It Better Than You

I was sharing my IPPT failure with one of my classmates - Mr 5cbttw (5 cents bigger than the wheel), telling him I wished I could just perserve and push myself harder to better the timing...blah all the bullshit.

Sidetrack: When friends tell you things like that, you just listen, they are bascially trying to vocalize their frustrations and don't need ya critical analysis of the situation. Even if you are not interested, just nod your head and show a sympathetic face. heh heh....

But, this dear classmate went on to say, "Oh, your timing like that ah? I did better before, my timing was 9 mins...blah blah..." Huh, 9 mins? You think you commando is it, I'm not talking about fantasy leh? It's bad enough wanting to show people that they are beneath you, but to do it with a obvious lie like that just sounds pathetic.

Anyway, I played along and say "Huh. 9 mins ah, wah very fit hor." while looking at his 'ahem' vertically challenged body from head to toe, toe to head, with a "Yah.. Yah.. CB Ah!! 9 mins...." expression. But... he was so caught up in his make believe world with his fluttering hands that he was oblivious to it, I think I could even see a sparkle of contentment in his eyes.

In a rather odd way, I felt better after that. Well, at least I know I don't have to lie to feel better about myself.

Getting Up

I'm totally over it! I'm not one that gets bogged down by the negative episodes in life, I always believe that life is short, so if u encounter something unhappy, wallow, whine abt it and then get up and go. The world is not gonna stop and make time for you. Drama right?

Bitch abt it, never under estimate the power of bitching! It helps release your pent up frustrations and anger. And you wonder why the bitchy lot always stay sane while the quiet and silent ones end up somewhere in Buangkok Green. (IMH)

Just like Zoe below, if u r met with failure, obstacle etc.... and fall;

Get up slow....

Find your balance....

Then go again!


:)

IPPT

Wah lau!!!!! Wah lau!!!! After trying so hard still cannot get gold, timing for my 2.4km was 10.46, suppose to run 10.15..... sob sob..... there goes the $400 bucks, cb,cb,cb, no more colour ipod also, ccb ccb! All I needed was that extra 31secs! Fortunately there was still improvement compared to last year's 11.02, at least that appeased my cb ego.

Btw there's still light at the end of the tunnel for moi. Cos later this month, your uncle here will be introduced into the rock and roll hall of fame for the senior citizens, so the gold standard will be lengthen to 10 mins 45secs. 1 secs more should be ok lah, and I think can use walking stick also, but not sure whether oxygen tank can a not.

I think it will take a while for this cb stinging feeling to go away. And to balance the ying and yang, my bitch-o-meter is now hitting the red zone. No one better in my way tomrw, or they will be sorryyyyy.......... heh heh heh heh (throws head back and laugh) MEOWWWW!!!!!!

ps: if u cannot dicipher cb or ccb, try checking oxford or webster singapura edition.

BCLS II

Well, well, finally made it! Arrrgggghhh, all it took was one attempt! How I wished I chose the full bodied mannequin the other time round, heh it's my ego speaking now.

Frankly it doesn't matter to me if I pass or fail, it's the bloody ego in me, and it will be eating me alive if I did fail. Ah, men and their egos, so typical.....