For this week and the next, it's work work work work and work. I wonder if I should cancel off the Astro subscription. I'd be too bummed out to watch anything anyway. Furthermore, at the moment I have a few stacks of VCDs of TVB Chinese series waiting to be seen. Hmmm...what say you?

*yawn*

Bah! I tell you, the SUKMA is driving me crazy! They close off the main road and thus creating a massive jam in town. And mind you, massive jam in Seremban town! And of all times, they choose to have a road inspection at 11.30pm when the town is still jammed up with the crowd of after-games (and the roads still blocked off!) Gah! Double jam!

And I thought by going out later to do my banking would save me from the jam. Pfft. *hehe* Yes. Miss FeR goes banking late at night. I love 24 hours banking! *swoon* Beat the heat, beat the crowd, beat the fight-for-parking. Perfect!

Went out for a long lunch with Chui Shyuan, Lye Chan and Mi-Chelle. It's been a long long while since all of us got together. I dare say the last time was during CNY! It was a good timme but I realised it was also like the other meet up during Hui Ping's birthday - all "grown up" talk! Gosh! Are we turning that old so soon? Can't be...we're just starting to climb towards the peak of our lives! *hehe* It was a good meet up and we (Mi-Chelle and I) took Lye Chan to go pierce her ear. *hehe* She was contemplating but we just dragged her and there was no turning back. No biggie compared to the tragus piercing like what Lynnzter did.

Note : Am lazy to put more details into the photo's page. It's almost 1.00am in the morning, spare me.

I tell you, people in the hospital are a bunch of clowns.

This is what I heard happened today. For the accreditation of the hospital. This doctor decided to "test" the knowledge of a few randomly picked attendants working in the pharmacy department. He (the doctor) picked Sam, Nas and Foo.

In front of these good people, he asked...

"Apa yang kamu akan buat kalau seluar dalam Foo terbakar?"
[What would you do if Foo's underwear's caught fire?]

*At this point of the story, I was like "WHAT?!!!"

Nas replied matter-of-fact-ly...

"Saya rasa, soalan itu cuma akan ditanya oleh orang dari wad sakit jiwa."
[I think this question would only be asked by a person from the psychiatric ward.]

*rolls on the floor laughing*

It was sooooo darn funny that even now when I'm typing this I'm laughing my guts out!
Okay, it may not be funny for you but if you could see their faces, know who they are...it's terribly funny. *hahaha!*

Nas is often a pain to some of the pharmacists but this time, he was well "praised" for his "good works". *hahaha!* Look. Which moron would ask such a question? What on EARTH has it got to do with the hospital's accreditation? It's so funny yet frustrating. *hehe*

Am I turning into an "aunty"? *hehe*
Saw this in a newspaper add recently - new arrival for Scholl. I like! Goes well with all my white sun-dresses. If I ever wear them again. Oh, I meant if I ever FIT into them again.

I feel like I've lost the zest/desire/passion for keeping in touch with people. Taking the effort to write or call or message them. What happened? I've just lost it. Birthdays come and go...I can't seem to be bothered especially if they are not close to me (I would send people an e-card even if I didn't know them well. E-card...free mah! *hehe*), I don't remember events, things to do for so-and-so. I don't seem to be putting in much effort and time to do it anymore. I wanted to make a few Precious Moments' cross-stitches but that's just it. I wanted to but no action taken. Does work turn people around? Can't be. I think I've changed. And unfortunately, it isn't for the better.

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Debts hold people back. It makes them bitter and angry. It makes them feel like their work is all in vain because everything they earn at the end of the day goes to paying it off.
Imagine someone holding a debt collector's letter asking them to pay or else. And you're in need of money to pay for your mother's medical expenses. You pay the collecter, your mother's health may be compromised. You go ahead with your mother's medical expenses, collecter may take you to court. How?
Spend wisely, my dears.

Wheeee!!!

The irony. Just today, Fue Chin dropped by the hospital for a "visit" and she happened to ask me about the forensic exam. She said apparently the results are not out yet. I said I didn't give two hoots.

"Fail fail-lah! Don't care anymore!"

I came back, I've got mail. Guess who passed her forensic exam?!

Wheeee!!!

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They are still keeping records of what I bought in UK?! Anyway...I want! *hehe* The book, I mean. Not them keeping my records. *bleh*

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Note to you.
You can't compare the selling price of a person selling something they got for FREE and something they BOUGHT. *DUH!!!* And here I'm wondering why on earth it's soooo cheap. And you have the cheek to tell me, "Because he got it for free." Heh-lo? Knock knock? You studoh. You should be complaining it is STILL too much to pay someone for something they got for FREE. Do you get my point?

They got it for FREE.

YOU are PAYING the thing THEY got for FREE.

No matter how little they SELL it, it's still profit.

Bah! I don't want to explain any further. It irritates me that someone compared my bought-with-hard-earned-money gadget with the one another got for FREE...and try to bargain with me. How can you compare that?! You get my frustration?


"I'd only want it if it's going for RM200 because my friend got it for RM200."

"Okay, can't do-lah. I bought it for RM370 and it's brand spanking new, never EVER been used at all. Maybe you can ask your friend to get it for you-lor."

"Oh, I can't because only 1 set was offered. The person got it for free."

"Oh! Then you can't compare it in that way-lah. I bought it y'see. And it's not been used even, it's practically new from shelf! The person got it for free, of course he can afford to sell it off at a cheaper price."

"But my friend got it for RM200. If you change your mind, message me."


No, my friend. If YOU realise that it's already dirt cheap for me to offer it to you at RM280 (the furthest RM250), you message me. I'm not the one making money out of FREE GIFTS. *bleh!*

Bye bye birdie in the sky!

This is it. Living all alone. Am trying to "save" as much as possible. Usually when I'm online, I leave the TV on so I could at least have some noise and also because mom would be watching TV. At the moment, it's total silence.

I hope Brinkley doesn't lapse into depression like what we thought happened to Coco. He didn't finish his food yesterday night - which was really unusual! He seems to keep sighing. Yes. Sighing. I feel for him. I mean, I feel bad...so today while he and I took our stroll, I let him sniff on the patch of birdie poo on the road longer. It's indeed very quiet.

Whoops! Gotta run. Forgot I had to feed him before going off for CG.

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So many things that you do not see. So many things you do not know you caused. So many things you do not accept happened because of your own doings. So many things the people outside don't see. So many things being just a front. So many things to hide.

Mom and dad already leaving for US tomorrow. Time really flies!

...and I've the car to service. And the dog to service. *haha* I mean, it's time to take Brinkley to the vet to get his vaccination for heart worm.

New pupil pharmacists are in since yesterday! But boy oh boy! The supervisors are implementing so many changes. To start off, we can't use the toilet in the office anymore. Now that's pretty mean. When I really need to pee, I keep forgetting we're now "forbidden" to enter the office's toilet...have to run to the back of the office to use the toilets meant for the dispensers. I'm not complaining about the toilet. Heck, it's clean! And with tissue rolls! Wheee! But y'know...it's silly to run all the way out to go to the loo when there's one just 3 steps away. *pfft* We can't place our bags in the inner office anymore. It's silly! Where else to put them?! No problem since last time...why now? Why now?! AGH! So just chuck your bags anywhere...let your things be stolen for all they care.

Remember there was a quota for how many counselling you have to do. It was 50 when I first started work. Then it went to 80! Which was terrible for me the last time because I only had about 16 on my record! D'you know what's the quota for the new batch? 200. Yeap. 200. It's crazy! The whole office/department has gone mad!

The long lecture today saying that we are not allowed to sit around in the office, even though when we have nothing to do in our posting. We're expected to be used and abused for as long as we're there doing our training. Goodness! GAH! I can't wait to get out of this place.

For all you know, next week I'd blog about us not allowed in the office anymore. It's not impossible. Not impossible at all.

Oh well...another 111 working days more to go. I'm counting on it. You bet I am.

Feeling so lazy these days.

*something up my sleeves*

Anyway, if one asks me what part of my body would I change if I have a choice and only one part...I would have to choose to re-align my jaw. Yea. It's crookadie. I think I got it from my dad. The dentist told me that this could happen to those who bite their nails. I don't! My jaw is slanted towards my left. When I clench my teeth together, the front two teeth (upper and lower) are not in line - if you get what I mean. Ah-Phay (Hoey's brother) asked me why am I always "making faces". *haha* He said he thought I wouldn't mind him asking since I should have noticed the "flaw" by this age. Hoey said she doesn't think my jaw is slanted...maybe she was trying to be nice. But I know it does. I'm actually quite bothered by it...sometimes. Ok. Most of the time. If I remembered correctly, my deceased orthodontist also once asked me why I didn't clench my teeth "properly". Hmmph. I know they can fix a jutting jaw by using an external brace but a slanted one? Oh well...meanwhile, a self-note is always running thru my mind to "unnaturally" re-align my lower jaw with my upper one. No use trying so hard because when I talk, I already look funny. Hmm...maybe that's why my friends tell me I speak "expressively". Maybe they just didn't want to hurt my feelings.
Well, bottom line, I thank God my smiles are not too cacat-ed (flawed) when I take photo's. *haha* Vain pot. Yes. That's me. *points to self*

Right. I know I keep saying that I'd be happy when my parents leave for the States - I'd regain my freedom from college/uni days. Somehow, as the day of their departure approaches, I can't help feeling a wee bit emotional. Mom told me today they may stay for 6 months now, even! What?! What about me? Maybe it's because I know without them around, I have no "safety net" anymore - financially. *hahaha!* I'm such an ungrateful brat! I mean, if I really run out of money, I can't go to mom and ask to loan some moolah to last me till my next pay or something like that. And I have extra responsibilities when they leave. Taking care of Brinkley full time! Paying the bills. Taking care of the garden. Buying my own newspaper (hehe!). Fixing my own dinner (I plan to survive on bread). Fixing Brinkley's dinner. Maintaining mom's car (petrol drunkard). Taking Brinkley for his medical checks. Cleaning the house. Paying for the groceries.

On the other hand, I would have more time to participate/serve in church. Go lepak in KL (though I doubt it will be often since am financially held back *hehe*). Spend time with friends without offending parents (this, also I doubt I'd do much because I'm afraid of leaving Brinkley alone for too long!). Meet up with cousins more often. Have parties in the house (not! I have no one else to help me clean up after that! *haha*). No one would nag me for taking looooooooooooooooong "naps".

I don't deny that I will miss them both...in one way or another. But I reckon more with mom.

One thing bad after their trip to the States this time could be - me getting too used to the freedom and then they come back expecting me to be controlled again. Aiyooo. That's quite difficult y'know. I don't want to neglect them yet my whole schedule and all would be topsy turvy again. Readjusting, readjusting, readjusting...

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I plan to exercise more. Laugh all you want. But I'll do it this time *fingers crossed* I want to go swimming. Go for kick-boxing or aerobics. I want to go learn dancing - proper! Feel all so flabby while walking with Brinkley today. Thunder thighs. *shudder*
Been feeling all slow and fat these days. I don't mind the weight. I could be 70kg for all I care but the main thing is me feeling healthy. I don't at the moment. My will power and motivation - practically non-existent.

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Think about it this way. One down, three more to go. Take one step at a time. It may seem impossible at the moment but it will all pass. And then you'd look back and think, "Wow! That was fast! That's it? I'm done?" Yes. Time passes faster than you think. Don't worry too much - it's difficult but do give yourself a break here and there. All the best!

It's past Mother's Day. I'm an ungrateful child, I didn't do anything for her today. In fact, mom cleaned and cooked today. *hehe* I promised her a hair-treatment before she leaves for US so she'd look ching ching (a family term used to describe being all dressed/made up) when she goes over there.

Anyway, we celebrated Hui Ping's birthday on Saturday. More here.

Right. Still no updates on Cameron trip. Too lazy to do it (because I want to add in pictures and stuff *bleh*) as yet. Maybe later. And also, photo's not transferred from dad's digicam yet. I don't know where he hid the cables and sort.

Anyway, yesterday after work I came back and sat in front of the TV watching "Breed All About It" on Animal Planet. Wheeee! Makes me wanna have a bulldog. *hehe* They are soooooooo cute - when they were puppies. *hehe* They also recorded this caesarean section on the bulldog because she was abnormally large for her pregnancy. What? This is the first time ever (call me an "ulu kia") I've heard that C-section is done on a dog. *hehe* But it was a good "experience".
First, they took an x-ray of her belly. They speculated she was having 7 little pups. Then they proceeded with the anaesthesia and she was knocked out. Tubes were inserted to keep her alive through artificial respiration. Then...the doctor just slit her open! Then he pulled out this huge sausage-looking thing (it really looked like some slim-y, big sausage thingy!). He cut thru the membrane and wheeeeeeee!

"...and we have the first one!"
*one assistant came with a dark blue towel and the puppy was placed into the middle, between the person's palms - and she started rubbing the puppy*

"...and the second!"
*another person came with the towel and started rubbing the puppy as he received it in his palms*

"...we have the third!"
*person - towel - rub*

"...fourth!"
*person - towel - rub*

"...fifth! ...sixth!...seventh!"
*people - towel - rub*

"Can this be? We have a surprise people! The 8th!!!"
*last person - towel - rub*

They are all soooooo cute!!! With their eyes closed *whimper whimper*. Aiyor! My heart went all out through the TV and the screen, man!

And of course, what's a week without some embarrassing moments. Today we had a video show from Pfizer about Sulperazon (an antibiotic-lah). So as usual, we will always have a "feast" on the company. Joanne and I went out to get Kenny Rogers (to be frank, I'd rather use the money to pay for a set of Nando's chicken...but since there isn't any in Seremban and it's not my own money, just take it-lor!) - it was a lot to carry. I thought, "Why not call up the office and ask someone to come. Maybe the clerk, she would seem more willing to come and help."

Right. So FeR innocently took out her mobile and asked for the number from Joanne.

Jo : 762****
FeR : Okay.

*FeR dials number on mobile*
*FeR waits and wonder why the operator is taking so long to answer the call*

Man : Assalammualaikum...
FeR : *felt a bit odd but...* Selamat petang, Hospital Seremban? Boleh tolong sambungkan ke bahagian Farmasi - 44XX?
Man : Tak boleh laa, kak...
FeR : Hah? Tak boleh?
Man : Dial laa "06" dulu, lepas tu nombor yang kamu nak dail.
FeR : Hah? Oh, saya kena dial 762 lepas tu sambung dengan 44XX la?
Man : Kena dail "06" dulu...
FeR : Hah? Uh..takper. Terima kasih.

*FeR looks at Joanne*
FeR : They say cannot sambungkan laa(?)

*Suddenly FeR realises!*
FeR : Aiyaaaaaaaaa!!! No wonder laa! I didn't dial "06". So that's what the guy was trying to say. Aiyor!!
Jo : Then which number you called? Why got people answer one?
FeR : Eh? Who ah? Aiyerrrrr...don't know la!

*Tries to dial mom's number without "012"*
FeR : Aiya!! Maxis number laa! Yealor, yealor. Now I remember. Only if Maxis number I don't need to dial "012". Aiyorrrrr!!
Jo : Wah! That guy so polite summore! Wrong number still can tell you, "Tak boleh laa, kak!" If I, I would just say "Wrong number la!"


So that is my story. *hehe*

Just added in some pictures of Brinkley.

Cameron trip was jam-o-matic! Update later!

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Edited 4.43pm

Woik! My computer got sick with the stoooooooooo Sasser worm. GAH! I don't know where it came from - definitely not from emails. But at the moment, I got to stop the "thing" from shutting down my baby, which is ruddy irritating!

And stooopeeed me today. I kept trying to connect to streamyx but couldn't this morning. Was so desperate to get online (and also find out what's wrong with my connection) that I used dial-up. *hehe* Ironic, isn't it? What if streamyx was my ONLY connection? Duh...I wouldn't have known how/where else to look for the information. After all the hoo-hah, I found out it was because my username ended with a [dot]com. It should only be "username@streamyx". Stoooooooo. So silly. This is what happens when you save your password and all. I must have accidently hit on a button when the connection window came up, thus messing up the username - and I had to forget how the username should be written. *hehe* Then again, the worm was also on my nerves because I couldn't stay online long enough for me to find out what was wrong with my computer - thanks Keat, for the article.

Another thing to note - newbies coming in tomorrow (I think), since the rest of the other local pupillage pharmacists have left to become registered pharmacists. OoOoOooo...