Blog Blog Blogging away

While I still have some private time of my own,I’d thought of clearing up my emails, checking out the internet, updating my profiles and discovering what’s new with Friendster.

Friendster: It has changed dramatically. Not necessarily for good though. It is not as user-friendly as it used to be. It had added lots of of plug-in features though, interesting, not really necessary. And, it has a slow upload time as compared to previous settings. However, all these could just simply be my laptop’s fault.

I realised that I have loads of pics taken with my digi camera. Sadly, I take really good pics for people but not vice versa. Sigh, I’ve only found one other person who takes good pictures of other people but, he’s not my travelling buddy.

With so much time on my hands this weekend, I’ve started getting the ‘trapped’ bug again. Started pouring through sites for travelling only to realise that, I will not be going anywhere for the next 1 to 2 years until after my bond! Sob! Sob! By the time I do get to travel again, I’ll probably be….28-29 yrs? Hmm…..not too bad, I can still take the stress of DIY travelling (hopefully my work does not burn me out first).

Sighs. Too much time….maybe I should be reading up on my Human anatomy book or the paediatric nursing text…..not messing around online…..sighs.

What a wonderfully hot day it was this morning.
I played tennis under the hot and glaring sun, wearing a black cap. How excellent! No wonder I felt my head getting hotter and my sweat dripping like rain.
I’m so smart sometimes I amaze myself.
I should have just pasted a sign that said "Burn me, Fry my Head-Sun!"
As expected, tennis was like shitz. Burnt out before the hour was up. I’ve never craved water so much before. Oh, and I lost 2 balls to the koi pond below. Hoped I did not whacked any kois into coma.

While we were updating each other on our lives, Ms Roy and I started to discuss the ‘Caveman’ syndrome that seems to pervade the male population in our modern society. We’ve concluded that, the developmental stage of the men remained at ‘cavemen’ era while the women’s developmental stage had slowly evolved beyond that.
Territorial possession is one area in which the caveman syndrome is most evident. An example: Group of guys and girls sit down for lunch. Guy 1 will pick food from Girl 3 without asking. Guy 1 asserts his right of claim on Girl 3. Why do they do that? Why? They want to warn the other guys to ‘back off’. This is a simple example.  Don’t believe me? Next time you sit down for lunch or dinner with a group of guys and girls…..watch the guys. Of course, at this point it may be presumptous of me to assume such a rationale. However, its my opinion so I guess, whatever I say-goes. Ha!

I have a problem. I think I am anemic, or simply that my body has poor blood circulation.
I am trying to diagnose myself based on some simple signs and symptoms.
So far, I bruise easily. Get tired easily and have poor respiratory pattern. Or simply I am fair.
Earned myself a huge bruise today after I did CPR on a dummy. I was wondering earlier when I had hit myself when I realised that it was the result of me trying to turn my classmate into the ‘recovery’ position when I scrapped my knee on the mat. Yup, you read right, the mat.

Hmmm I am deciding if I should post a pic of my bruise online…….still wondering.,….

So it goes in the story of the girl who worked so hard that she finally got her As….
Muahahahahahahahah
Now on to the next challenge……ISP!! Argh!
Not that I hate my ISP. Actually I do enjoy it. Sadly though, with each ISP posting, it means that I am
that much closer to graduating.
This time around, I’ll be spending 10 weeks in ISP at KKH, and SGH. I am trying to think up of a way to compromise with my dad on the use of his car.
Speaking of which, he scratched it over the weekend when he drove into the driveway. He blamed the lorry parked illegally outside our house and without hesitating, he made my mom call the police. Hahah as expected. He always does that to my mom. Make her do the dirty job. Ironically though, the police came and he had to speak to them instead. Haha.
What’s weird is that, the very next morning, after I left for school, someone threw a dead cat into our backyard-scaring the beejeezus out of my darling dog. My mom freaked and called the vet who verified that, thankfully, my dog did not touch the dead cat at all. It would appear that someone had sliced the abdomen of the cat and drained it off its blood before throwing it into our yard. Horrid! I hope the culprit dies a death so horrible that not even his/her relatives want to have anything to do with it.

You’ll realise that I did not assume the culprit to be male. The possibility of the culprit being a female is not impossible. With the kind  of society that we live in, anything is possible. So is the person dying a horrible death. So there.