I slipped and fell in my toilet.. **sob sob**
I was preparing to take my shower after I reached home at 1 am. Then it happened. I slipped just when I placed my left foot onto the bathroom floor. And this meant, I wasn’t even in the toilet yet!
Don’t ask me what happened in that split second.. The next thing I felt was pain, pain and more pain. The loud “thud” awoke my whole family and all rushed to the toilet to see me lying stationary on the floor, groaning in pain.
The following sentence should give you a rough idea how bad my fall is…
The impact of my fall was so great that the basin in my toilet shifted position and a few pieces of hard cement fell on me.
At that moment, surprisingly, I found myself thinking what I could do to possibly protect myself in case the basin just decided to give way and collapse on me. But by then, my family had already gathered around me…
Through this incident, I seriously think it’s time for me to lose some weight.. hahaha..
Except for the fact that I am now unable to fully straighten my right arm and nursing super large bruises on my right leg, both knees and my left shoulder, I think I’m fine… It still hurts when I walk though…
But well, I guess I could count my blessings that I did not knock my head… Cos if I fell in the other direction, I would definitely knock my head against the toilet bowl, considering the layout of my toilet. And if that really happened **touch wood**, I dare not even imagine what would happen after that…
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Snippets
I’m still waiting for my Taipei photos from FY… Apparently, her nephew hasn’t downloaded them yet… grrr…. More than one month liao
After ranting about it for the past one year, I finally bought a camera – Canon Ixus 70! But it’s now sitting at one corner on my desk because I haven’t got the time to go “meddle” with it yet… Feeling so broke now…
Work has been busy. With an exhibition and a cocktail function due at the end of the month, plus all the bits of work here and there, June is a super busy month. Kind of weird though. I swear I do not feel stressed. Just busy. But, I was working even in my dreams – chasing and scolding my suppliers for the gift samples or ridiculously expensive quotations. I’m way behind schedule on a project because of the company’s server. They did some server migration and somehow, it affected all my files… Either I can’t open my files, or I can’t save them. How exasperating!
Plus, I think somehow, my brain hasn’t been with me for the past week. I actually double booked myself for two business appointments at the same time, on the same day. Imagine my shock when I was just beginning my meeting with a group of people, and one secretary came into the meeting room and told me – with question marks written all over her face – that someone is waiting outside for me. Goodness! I forgot all about the other appointment. Such things never ever happened in my work life before. Sigh…
And I also forgot about an appointment with a friend, until she messaged me to ask me where I would like to meet her in the evening… What’s wrong with me?
Been so obsessed with Eason Chan’s song, 爱情转移，that I’ve been listening to the song repetitively in office. Love its melody and lyrics, especially the following:
感情需要人接班
接近换来期望
期望带来失望的恶性循环
短暂的总是浪漫
漫长总会不满
烧完美好青春换一个老伴
Not really feeling very well as I am typing this entry.. Swollen eyes and blocked nose… grrr… How to go out later like tat? Sigh…
After ranting about it for the past one year, I finally bought a camera – Canon Ixus 70! But it’s now sitting at one corner on my desk because I haven’t got the time to go “meddle” with it yet… Feeling so broke now…
Work has been busy. With an exhibition and a cocktail function due at the end of the month, plus all the bits of work here and there, June is a super busy month. Kind of weird though. I swear I do not feel stressed. Just busy. But, I was working even in my dreams – chasing and scolding my suppliers for the gift samples or ridiculously expensive quotations. I’m way behind schedule on a project because of the company’s server. They did some server migration and somehow, it affected all my files… Either I can’t open my files, or I can’t save them. How exasperating!
Plus, I think somehow, my brain hasn’t been with me for the past week. I actually double booked myself for two business appointments at the same time, on the same day. Imagine my shock when I was just beginning my meeting with a group of people, and one secretary came into the meeting room and told me – with question marks written all over her face – that someone is waiting outside for me. Goodness! I forgot all about the other appointment. Such things never ever happened in my work life before. Sigh…
And I also forgot about an appointment with a friend, until she messaged me to ask me where I would like to meet her in the evening… What’s wrong with me?
Been so obsessed with Eason Chan’s song, 爱情转移，that I’ve been listening to the song repetitively in office. Love its melody and lyrics, especially the following:
感情需要人接班
接近换来期望
期望带来失望的恶性循环
短暂的总是浪漫
漫长总会不满
烧完美好青春换一个老伴
Not really feeling very well as I am typing this entry.. Swollen eyes and blocked nose… grrr… How to go out later like tat? Sigh…
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
I'm just such a sucker for HK drama serials...
While everyone is now most probably very into Korean, Japanese or Taiwanese dramas, I'm still an ardent fan of HK dramas...
Somehow, the only Korean show that got me glued to my seat was Full House and Japanese was GTO (which was years ago) and Taiwanese (what else but Meteor Gardens)...
In fact, almost ALL my friends have already given up on me... Some would still remember how I would refuse to go chill out with them and behave like an auntie - rushing home straight after lectures/tutorials, just so I can catch the final episode of some HK mega dramas...
And now other than Andy Lau, I am going ga ga over Raymond Lam... Goodness...
华仔
This "fung" fever is going to take some time to subside... Awwww....
Somehow, the only Korean show that got me glued to my seat was Full House and Japanese was GTO (which was years ago) and Taiwanese (what else but Meteor Gardens)...
In fact, almost ALL my friends have already given up on me... Some would still remember how I would refuse to go chill out with them and behave like an auntie - rushing home straight after lectures/tutorials, just so I can catch the final episode of some HK mega dramas...
And now other than Andy Lau, I am going ga ga over Raymond Lam... Goodness...
华仔
This "fung" fever is going to take some time to subside... Awwww....
Taipei snippets
I’ve been looking forward to my Taiwan trip but alas, the trip turned out to be quite a disappointment. Perhaps, it’s due to my own set expectations from the variety shows, plus how my colleagues and friends raved about the shopping and the food when they knew I was going.
As one always says, if you have zero expectations, more often than not, you will be in for a pleasant surprise. Yet, if you already set some expectations, you will be utterly disappointed if your expectations are not met.
It rained for the first two days when we were there.
Wet. Wet. Wet.
FY even considered buying raincoats just so that we wouldn’t be lugging our umbrellas in one hand while trying to carry our bags with the other.
First day was spent mostly underground at Taipei Main Station since we figured we would not want to be in the rain. Bought a pair of red shoes for approximately S$10.
Second day was the day tour where we visited the CKS Memorial Hall, National Palace Museum and a few other places of interest, including 九份and 北投 for a short hot spring session. The guide also brought us to this Tien Lu Handicraft Centre where the acclaimed 师傅 asked me to write down my name and then continued to tell me my “fortune”.
• I’m a kind girl by nature. **ah be den?**
• I’m very close to my family. **of course la!**
• I’m not a risk taker and prefer to take the tried-and-tested method. Therefore, work-wise, more often than not, I would play by the rules. **well, I dun really deny this… **
• I have many suitors and so, I have to take my time to choose carefully, lest I end up with the wrong guy. **is it? Dun seem to be so leh.. I dun even see a fly flying toward my direction leh… **
士林夜市
But, after we walked two to three streets, it was obvious that FY and I were getting bored and restless… Every shop was selling the SAME things at the SAME price… And I mean it when I said “EVERY shop was selling the SAME things at the SAME price…” The irony was 西门町 was also selling those same things at the same price too! Imagine my disappointment when I left the place with only a dress which cost me approximately S$25. Not exactly very cheap ya?
Went to 饶河夜市, where I bought the 胡椒饼, which FY said it was nothing fantastic but just a 小肉包。 But I quite like it – minus the fact I spilled the juice on my white blouse! How unglam…
Fourth day. We went to Taipei 101, since it’s such a famous landmark – in FY's words: “to show that we’ve been there, done that.” Nothing fantastic except that the building’s really so tall that a normal camera would not be able to capture the entire building in one shot. We have to walk quite a distance before we could do that…
Taipei 101
淡水
Fifth day was spent mostly in 西门町 shopping… Bought a blouse for approximately S$30 and a pair of cloth shoes for approximately S$12. Whoever told me that I can buy cheap things in Taipei?! Grrrr…
西门町
I’m impressed with how orderly Taiwanese behave – they literally keep to their right on escalators, leaving the left for people rushing for time. They really keep in line when boarding the Metro – there was this man who was the last in his line (to enter through another door), but the first if he were to enter from the door I was at. At that moment, I wondered if he would just board the Metro from my side. And, when the doors opened, imagine how my jaws dropped when he obediently followed his queue to enter the train through the other door! Amazing… Can’t imagine Singaporeans doing that…
Inside the Metro
Taipei’s signages are absolutely confusing. Either the signs were hidden by trees or situated at some obscure corners… During our 1st day, we walked up and down along one stretch of road trying to find a mall, but could not find it. When we asked the locals, they either pointed us to the wrong direction or that they were not very sure too or claimed we were very far from the place and pointed us to some place and asked us to ask from there… And then, there was one signboard in 忠孝东路 which read 第三段 in Chinese but 4th Blvd in English…
When FY was busy studying the map and I was looking around for landmarks in 忠孝东路 (our faces all black), my eyes met with a Caucasian’s. He smiled and came up to us. The irony of this encounter was… he asked us if we were lost.
A Singaporean and a couple other tourists came up to me and asked me for directions, when I was having this lost (and frustrated) look on my face and a map in my hands. Even some salesgirls thought I was bringing my friend around. I wonder if I should take that as a compliment…
And that ends my five-day trip in Taipei…
As one always says, if you have zero expectations, more often than not, you will be in for a pleasant surprise. Yet, if you already set some expectations, you will be utterly disappointed if your expectations are not met.
It rained for the first two days when we were there.
Wet. Wet. Wet.
FY even considered buying raincoats just so that we wouldn’t be lugging our umbrellas in one hand while trying to carry our bags with the other.
First day was spent mostly underground at Taipei Main Station since we figured we would not want to be in the rain. Bought a pair of red shoes for approximately S$10.
Second day was the day tour where we visited the CKS Memorial Hall, National Palace Museum and a few other places of interest, including 九份and 北投 for a short hot spring session. The guide also brought us to this Tien Lu Handicraft Centre where the acclaimed 师傅 asked me to write down my name and then continued to tell me my “fortune”.
• I’m a kind girl by nature. **ah be den?**
• I’m very close to my family. **of course la!**
• I’m not a risk taker and prefer to take the tried-and-tested method. Therefore, work-wise, more often than not, I would play by the rules. **well, I dun really deny this… **
• I have many suitors and so, I have to take my time to choose carefully, lest I end up with the wrong guy. **is it? Dun seem to be so leh.. I dun even see a fly flying toward my direction leh… **
士林夜市
But, after we walked two to three streets, it was obvious that FY and I were getting bored and restless… Every shop was selling the SAME things at the SAME price… And I mean it when I said “EVERY shop was selling the SAME things at the SAME price…” The irony was 西门町 was also selling those same things at the same price too! Imagine my disappointment when I left the place with only a dress which cost me approximately S$25. Not exactly very cheap ya?
Went to 饶河夜市, where I bought the 胡椒饼, which FY said it was nothing fantastic but just a 小肉包。 But I quite like it – minus the fact I spilled the juice on my white blouse! How unglam…
Fourth day. We went to Taipei 101, since it’s such a famous landmark – in FY's words: “to show that we’ve been there, done that.” Nothing fantastic except that the building’s really so tall that a normal camera would not be able to capture the entire building in one shot. We have to walk quite a distance before we could do that…
Taipei 101
淡水
Fifth day was spent mostly in 西门町 shopping… Bought a blouse for approximately S$30 and a pair of cloth shoes for approximately S$12. Whoever told me that I can buy cheap things in Taipei?! Grrrr…
西门町
I’m impressed with how orderly Taiwanese behave – they literally keep to their right on escalators, leaving the left for people rushing for time. They really keep in line when boarding the Metro – there was this man who was the last in his line (to enter through another door), but the first if he were to enter from the door I was at. At that moment, I wondered if he would just board the Metro from my side. And, when the doors opened, imagine how my jaws dropped when he obediently followed his queue to enter the train through the other door! Amazing… Can’t imagine Singaporeans doing that…
Inside the Metro
Taipei’s signages are absolutely confusing. Either the signs were hidden by trees or situated at some obscure corners… During our 1st day, we walked up and down along one stretch of road trying to find a mall, but could not find it. When we asked the locals, they either pointed us to the wrong direction or that they were not very sure too or claimed we were very far from the place and pointed us to some place and asked us to ask from there… And then, there was one signboard in 忠孝东路 which read 第三段 in Chinese but 4th Blvd in English…
When FY was busy studying the map and I was looking around for landmarks in 忠孝东路 (our faces all black), my eyes met with a Caucasian’s. He smiled and came up to us. The irony of this encounter was… he asked us if we were lost.
A Singaporean and a couple other tourists came up to me and asked me for directions, when I was having this lost (and frustrated) look on my face and a map in my hands. Even some salesgirls thought I was bringing my friend around. I wonder if I should take that as a compliment…
And that ends my five-day trip in Taipei…
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Good Friday holiday… not so good afterall…
When things did not start right in the morning, your whole day will go haywire... Proven.
Fury 1
One fren (let’s just call her A) complained to me early in the morning about her relationship and told me she had been crying since morning. Before this conversation, she smsed me and another friend (Fren B) if we were game for a MJ session. But I could not as I had programmes planned for the day. Plus, I was feeling very tired that day and had also planned to come home early to rest.
Anyway, A sounded relatively unstable and so, I relented and decided to give up coming home early, and meet her and B for dinner. Apparently, B also re-arranged her schedule to meet us for dinner.
At 12 plus, the following sms-conversation took place:
Me: OK, let’s meet later then. My stuff finished at 4 plus. So let’s meet in town at 4 plus. I’ll let B noe.
A: 4 plus? I thought you said your stuff will end at 6 plus, and so I went to make my appt for mani and pedi. I can only meet at 6 plus.
Me (I admit I wasn’t feeling exactly pleased, as I remembered clearly I told her before 4 plus): Ok then, 6 plus then. I’ll meet with B 1st.
A: Ok.
So, everything’s seemed perfect, when at 5 plus, I received the following sms:
A: Gals, I dun think I will be meeting you all. I fell asleep. Bla bla bla bla..
Whatever she said after that dun really matter. B was unhappy over this, but as for me, I was fuming and hopping mad. I wanted to go home to rest. I did not cos I was worried for A. And yet, she could conveniently cancel on us with a “I fell asleep…”, when she was the one who initiated the meeting.
What added fuel to my fury was, I learnt from B that even if A came to meet us at 6 plus, she had to leave for Malacca at 10 plus, when she told me she was going the next day! What the h***! If I had known that she was leaving for Malacca later that night, I wouldn’t even comply to meet!
But, maybe I should give her credit that she smsed again later, offering her apologies and said that she would try to rush down to still meet us – because she still needs to eat. To which, I told her there’s no need to. No need for her to rush like a mad woman down to have a quick dinner, only to go off immediately after that. What’s the point?
Fury 2
Went for my usual eyebrow threading session. The gal who always does my eyebrows was not around and so, they gave me another gal. While this gal was doing my right eyebrow, I noted she suddenly cringed for a split second and then, asked me if I had any injury near my eyebrow before. When I said no, she also did not explain further.
When I looked into the mirror, I realised that she did a section of my right eyebrow so short that made my eyebrow seemingly broke into two! My face instantaneously turned black. What made me even madder was when I questioned her, she insisted it was already broken before she even touched my eyebrow! All she did was to trim! As if!
Her: Let me draw your brows and touch up a bit and you would look as good!
Me: That’s not the point! I never had to draw my brows before! And because of you, I had to do the extra work! And worse, as of now, it’s an irreversible change!
Upon seeing her speechless and not knowing what to do – plus I recognized the fact that I would still have to walk out with that horrible brow shape, even if I were to bring the whole house down – I just asked her to forget it.
Irritating piece of sh**!
Fury 3
B was at Top****’s fitting room at Wisma and wanted to ask me how she looked. Knowing she was inside, I went straight in, only to be stopped by the shop assistant.
Girl: You can’t go in.
Me: My fren is inside and I just wanted to see… …
Girl: No, you can’t. You can only wait outside.
Me: But it's just for a short while and that’s it.
Girl (with another of her colleague blocking my way and trying to shove me outside): No. It’s already written on the signage that NO ONE is allowed into the fitting room, except those trying clothes.
Me: But your signage says NO MEN are allowed. I’m a gal.
By this time, B came out, and I gave up arguing. But I couldn’t contain my anger anymore and started complaining to B about my eyebrow and these two irritating piece of s***, before she could even ask me about the top she was trying.
And guess what? When B was trying to calm me down, my eyes met with the girl’s and she shot me with a killer stare. Her killer stare was like she was all ready to get into a cat fight with me! What the f***!
I mean, fine. You were just doing your job when you forbade me to enter the fitting room area. I can understand that. But, was there a need for that killer stare??!! What kind of bullsh** customer service is this?
I guessed maybe my voice was quite high pitched when I was complaining to B, because another of her colleagues noticed that I was very upset that she came over to ask what had happened and tried her very best to pacify us.
Her name was Sue and well, she was nice. Like what B said, she was quick on her feet to notice an upset customer and quick to do recovery service. Kudos to her!
The idiotic, fat girl who shot me with the killer stare was named Melissa ─ according to Sue.
I swore I would write a complaint letter. I just need to find out who I should submit the letter to, to ensure that I would never see this Melissa in any retail shop anymore. Irritating piece of worthless sh**!
The only good thing that happened that day was I finally got to watch TMNT. Though I still prefer the cartoon, I’m glad I caught the movie.
Poor B… She had to keep pacifying me throughout the evening. Sorry pal, if you are reading this…
On another note. Sigh… Not sure what has come over me these days…
Butter said that she noticed that I seem to be always on a short fuse these days. Not only am I acting funny, I’m also having some kind of weird thoughts on some issues. I also seem to be less tolerant toward my friends…
It’s a good thing that my Taiwan trip is drawing near. Maybe I need to go away and re-charge a bit.
Tomorrow’s going to be a better day! =)
Fury 1
One fren (let’s just call her A) complained to me early in the morning about her relationship and told me she had been crying since morning. Before this conversation, she smsed me and another friend (Fren B) if we were game for a MJ session. But I could not as I had programmes planned for the day. Plus, I was feeling very tired that day and had also planned to come home early to rest.
Anyway, A sounded relatively unstable and so, I relented and decided to give up coming home early, and meet her and B for dinner. Apparently, B also re-arranged her schedule to meet us for dinner.
At 12 plus, the following sms-conversation took place:
Me: OK, let’s meet later then. My stuff finished at 4 plus. So let’s meet in town at 4 plus. I’ll let B noe.
A: 4 plus? I thought you said your stuff will end at 6 plus, and so I went to make my appt for mani and pedi. I can only meet at 6 plus.
Me (I admit I wasn’t feeling exactly pleased, as I remembered clearly I told her before 4 plus): Ok then, 6 plus then. I’ll meet with B 1st.
A: Ok.
So, everything’s seemed perfect, when at 5 plus, I received the following sms:
A: Gals, I dun think I will be meeting you all. I fell asleep. Bla bla bla bla..
Whatever she said after that dun really matter. B was unhappy over this, but as for me, I was fuming and hopping mad. I wanted to go home to rest. I did not cos I was worried for A. And yet, she could conveniently cancel on us with a “I fell asleep…”, when she was the one who initiated the meeting.
What added fuel to my fury was, I learnt from B that even if A came to meet us at 6 plus, she had to leave for Malacca at 10 plus, when she told me she was going the next day! What the h***! If I had known that she was leaving for Malacca later that night, I wouldn’t even comply to meet!
But, maybe I should give her credit that she smsed again later, offering her apologies and said that she would try to rush down to still meet us – because she still needs to eat. To which, I told her there’s no need to. No need for her to rush like a mad woman down to have a quick dinner, only to go off immediately after that. What’s the point?
Fury 2
Went for my usual eyebrow threading session. The gal who always does my eyebrows was not around and so, they gave me another gal. While this gal was doing my right eyebrow, I noted she suddenly cringed for a split second and then, asked me if I had any injury near my eyebrow before. When I said no, she also did not explain further.
When I looked into the mirror, I realised that she did a section of my right eyebrow so short that made my eyebrow seemingly broke into two! My face instantaneously turned black. What made me even madder was when I questioned her, she insisted it was already broken before she even touched my eyebrow! All she did was to trim! As if!
Her: Let me draw your brows and touch up a bit and you would look as good!
Me: That’s not the point! I never had to draw my brows before! And because of you, I had to do the extra work! And worse, as of now, it’s an irreversible change!
Upon seeing her speechless and not knowing what to do – plus I recognized the fact that I would still have to walk out with that horrible brow shape, even if I were to bring the whole house down – I just asked her to forget it.
Irritating piece of sh**!
Fury 3
B was at Top****’s fitting room at Wisma and wanted to ask me how she looked. Knowing she was inside, I went straight in, only to be stopped by the shop assistant.
Girl: You can’t go in.
Me: My fren is inside and I just wanted to see… …
Girl: No, you can’t. You can only wait outside.
Me: But it's just for a short while and that’s it.
Girl (with another of her colleague blocking my way and trying to shove me outside): No. It’s already written on the signage that NO ONE is allowed into the fitting room, except those trying clothes.
Me: But your signage says NO MEN are allowed. I’m a gal.
By this time, B came out, and I gave up arguing. But I couldn’t contain my anger anymore and started complaining to B about my eyebrow and these two irritating piece of s***, before she could even ask me about the top she was trying.
And guess what? When B was trying to calm me down, my eyes met with the girl’s and she shot me with a killer stare. Her killer stare was like she was all ready to get into a cat fight with me! What the f***!
I mean, fine. You were just doing your job when you forbade me to enter the fitting room area. I can understand that. But, was there a need for that killer stare??!! What kind of bullsh** customer service is this?
I guessed maybe my voice was quite high pitched when I was complaining to B, because another of her colleagues noticed that I was very upset that she came over to ask what had happened and tried her very best to pacify us.
Her name was Sue and well, she was nice. Like what B said, she was quick on her feet to notice an upset customer and quick to do recovery service. Kudos to her!
The idiotic, fat girl who shot me with the killer stare was named Melissa ─ according to Sue.
I swore I would write a complaint letter. I just need to find out who I should submit the letter to, to ensure that I would never see this Melissa in any retail shop anymore. Irritating piece of worthless sh**!
The only good thing that happened that day was I finally got to watch TMNT. Though I still prefer the cartoon, I’m glad I caught the movie.
Poor B… She had to keep pacifying me throughout the evening. Sorry pal, if you are reading this…
On another note. Sigh… Not sure what has come over me these days…
Butter said that she noticed that I seem to be always on a short fuse these days. Not only am I acting funny, I’m also having some kind of weird thoughts on some issues. I also seem to be less tolerant toward my friends…
It’s a good thing that my Taiwan trip is drawing near. Maybe I need to go away and re-charge a bit.
Tomorrow’s going to be a better day! =)