keep breathing

shimmie introed me to this song, but what she didnt know is that i already know this song;) am rewatching greys, and well i think this is really the last of rewatching greys. you know its too much when you know for sure what happens next, when the more memorable lines, punchlines, come in. ;)


then i koped this from yann's blog. i normally dont like scrubs, but this is really sweet;)


whoever says tv is bad for the soul??

the most adorable strawberries

they all look incredibly cute. they're really small and they all look so perfect. every single one looked like a little heart shape if you hold them upright and they all had a perfectly symmetrical leafy thing on top. but of course i finished them in one sitting - with sugar drizzled on top :) just the perfect way to eat your strawberries!

had a very productive night - and wound up with gu ice cream and greys, again. not being able to wash my hair is a good excuse to not exercise! but then again i do wish my wound would heal faster so that i can do normal stuff again (i.e. wash my hair)


and jerald just threatened me to stop skipping school cos he doesnt want to lend me anymore notes. oops;) it was just one weeeekk and now i have loads to catch up on. but its okay i kinda like what im learning now in year two (except property, i still dont like property theres something wrong with what we're studyingg)

time flies and i only have two more weeks left of school, then after christmas break i only have ten more weeks of school and its the end of my second year at LSE. i know maybe its become i spend alot of time lazing around and having a good time, but its just scary to know that so soon, so near, id be done with my studies and id start my life as a working adult.
cant wait;)

two mornings after feliz navidad

the concert was really fun;) well minus the fact that the fuse for the mics blew just minutes before we were about to start which gave us all a mini panic attack, we were fine. ;) I honestly thought we pulled everything off (and i pulled off singing angel phew) and well i think in the end we all enjoyed ourselves. ;)


and so that night after the really late supper and the really cold walk back home, i took out a tub of hagen daaz double chocolate and cookie dough ice cream, and ate it while watching greys, before falling asleep on a very comfortable airbed.
life is good;)

the london way

well so today i did nothing but dealt with stuff concerning the bump on my head.

went to my gp to get my stitches taken out, and the nurse was rough. like, tackling a rugby ball. it was painful i kid you not. i was quite close to crying which says alot. and then she started getting annoyed that she couldnt find my stitches (cos they were black, which i agree, is quite dumb) so well. I had 7 stitches, and she only took out 6. and then it started bleeding again and she had to dress it so now i have a dressing plastered to my hair (which is going to cost me more hair..) and now im really quite afraid of moving my head too much. she wanted to send me back to the hospital that did this to me but i said well the hospital is quite far so she agreed to see me again tmr.

i also went to the citizens advice bureau but the lady just told me what everyone has been telling - which is to get a lawyer. so then we were watching tv and the advert for those claims stuff came up and well i entered my details into their website and they got back to me so now im just waiting for them to get back to me again. the lady at CAB did say i might not have a case since there werent any permanent damage- and i know i sound like i really want the money or something, but it just seems wrong that i got hit on the head for fault not my own and they get away scot free. they are under a general obligation to make it safe for people to walk on the pavements, and they didnt do it well enough.
although its been hard to justify my loss. "er, missing school, having to rest at home because its too cold and rainy outside and i didnt want anything to get into my hair, traumatised whenever i see scaffoldings, missing essay deadlines..."

oh wells! i just want to get the last stitch out of my head;)

concert day tomorrow;) if you havent gotten a ticket and are still thinking bout it, well stop thinking and come! i do think its going to be a great concert;) anw its for charity so if you've been holing yourself up reading the financial times and thinking bout yourself and applications, take some time off tomorrow evening and just let your hair down for one night. :)

"in the end, only kindness matters." -hands, jewel.

oh what an experience!

so i guess as most people should know, last friday i met with a really unfortunate accident. well it all began with me planning to go shopping at primark with shimmie, so we met in school and headed off in rather high spirits, because it was afterall a shopping trip:) but alas we didnt get very far. well when we got to the big sains at holborn, we were walking past these two construction workers who were removing some scaffolding, and well everything happened quite fast, but before i knew it i felt something (a scaffolding pole, the whole 80kg, really long pole) hit my head, so i fell to the floor grabbing my head (shimmie thought i tripped over something) and when i lifted my hands off my head well i saw blood on my hands, and (according to shimmie) blood was squirting out of my head, forming this puddle of blood infront of me. all i could think of was 'er this cant be happening right'
so then began the whole hysteria around me. shimmie was desperately trying to call 911 on her hp but she couldnt so she started screaming "call the ambulance!" (note: the number to call in uk is 999 :D) and then this gay guy came prancing over and lent us his scarf so we could have something to press against the wound. after a while the police and the ambulance came, i must say they didnt take too long. all i know was that there was alot of commotion around me and i was just trying to be calm and hoping that i would get to the hospital soon. (how freaky is this but mayling, who was on her way to ocf camp, actually saw the scene thingy but she couldnt see who was injured. !)
so they put me in a headbrace and strapped me to a stretcher, just in case. then they left me there for quite a bit of time cos they were trying to decide where to send me to. apparently the nearest hospital is also the busiest and they didnt want me to wait, but then again i seemed fine so they were well, just discussing. that was when i started getting really scared;) they had cornered off the area, and left me lying there in the cold, strapped, and i could see all the commotion around me and people talking about me but not to me, and shimmie wasnt anywhere nearby. i saw this guy in an apartment above the scaffolding taking pictures of the whole thing, and well i just felt really alone. so i started crying.
and even when i got on the ambulance i was crying even harder cos i telling shimmie to call my parents and i just felt so sad that they were so far away and how worried they would be to hear all these. haha shimmie was trying to get me to stop crying because it just made me bleed more and i was bleeding onto the ambulance floor which wasnt a pretty sight.
i guess everything got better when i got to the hospital. everyone seemed pretty amazed that i didnt feel alot of pain and that i was in quite a good shape. i had to wriggle my toes, tell them the colour of my socks, and wherever part of my body they pressed didnt hurt. so they stitched me up and sent me home.
nurses were pretty though (in ref to rai's qns, yes the nurses were really pretty)
by the time i made it back home my hair was a mangle of clotted blood and white blood cells. even after i shampooed my hair the first time my hair was still in tangles and shimmie had to spent another hour shampooing my hair for me. so now im not going to wash my hair for the next five days( until i take out my stitches!)
oh and i lost my wallet as well. bah.
;)
well. whenever mishaps happen to me i think of the life line on my palm, and the growing gap and the 'misfortune' that this one friend who once read my palm said to me. i did think it would be it, as morbid as it sounds, but then life's like that and i guess im just one really lucky girl.
and of course, all my awfully sweet friends ( as llewellyn was jealously telling me) who cared bout me, heres a big smooshy kiss to you guys;) esp shimmie. man this woman is my nanny! but she really did take very good care of me;) really glad you were around babe. and of course the apple crumble and gu ice cream;) and the many phone calls, albeit a tad bit expensive ones;)

alot of people had very funny response to my misfortune so, no shawn the scaffolding wasnt that short; and no adibah, im not going to forget that im from singapore and go back to china (!!); and no cheryl, i didnt forget you but i really didnt know your chinese name to begin with so thats not a valid question to ask! ;)

im really one blessed girl;)
just one small pic for those who wants to see the cleaned up wound (which according to ian, wont illicit anymore sympathy for me)

A prelude to christmas;)

Come hear us sing happy songs:)


*****
i forgot about my salmon in the oven and now i have burnt salmon. ;(

slow down!

time has been moving along, very very fast. so i escaped to oxford last weekend and i stayed there for about i think three days :D three hot nights sleeping in rosh's bed we basically spent the whole weekend doing work(seriously) shoppng at primark (Againn) and doing this beady thingy that rosh bought haha and watching mohinderr(must do the indian accent). i did like one beady thing for may as well but no one can see her name unless you hold it realllly far away but hey at least you can see your name! and we walked around cold cold oxford and stuffed ourselves with macD's( as jessica calls it) and well it was just really really nice to spend time with her. now i cant wait for rachel to come over;D in case you're wondering that rosh wearing her atas scholar gown. only those who get distinctions get to wear them. i dont get it its already oxford how much higher can you go?? but oh wells thats the english for you. I LOVE YOU ROSH. so ive been busy with work and more work and essays and law fairs and thinking about doing applications. law fairs were good and i think im wrapping my head around the idea of working here;) life is good;) im the queen of relaxing so whenever i feel like im moving too fast i slow down a little and look around. the other day i saw the autumn leaves do this little dance as the wind blew and it was just so beautiful- it was as if the sky was raining leaves. then well the cashier at primark told me i was very beautiful;) i do feel like im putting on weight again, with all the macs and kamfung ive been ingesting these days. havent had the time to cook- i dont think im even home alot these days. but thats really good i dont feel so congested when i stay in school nowadays. i think LSE is growing on me;)

so yup that sums up my life, for now;)

hundred - the fray

i know its been long after the concert, but i thought id put up a few nice pics here ;) i really like the one where theres the hand cos you can really feel everyone's high just by looking at that pic. music was really good;) the fray played really well. they had a grand piano, how cool was that. and i think im growing older, because rock bands like them( eg. older rockers with wives) actually appeal to me. and as usual, im a convert already. especially when they played the songs i know haha HOW TO SAVE A LIFE look after you over my head hundred. and the company was random but good;) so yup i had lotsa fun i just wish i could go see spicegirls as well;(

greys anatomy s4e06 :kung fu fighting

ive got so much work piling up beause of last week getting sick and how i went out the whole weekend- i havent really been following any of the dramas except grey's. im making it sound like tv is a must; well to me i guess i like to escape into another world sometimes, even if its just for forty minutes.

as adibah said, this episode was about letting go. sure, it strikes a chord, and it isn't easy. i guess that like my mum, i find it hard to let go of stuff, which is strangely out of character because i am a tough strong practical chick. :) but i am finding it hard to let go, of alot of things. obviously i hope that one day i will be able to look back and laugh at myself for wasting so much time over this. it has been so long already and i do hate talking about it, but right now this is how i am feeling and this is what has become of me.

so dear ex, im glad you've moved on. and yes, maybe one day we'll be able to talk about the old times and have a good laugh about it. ;)

losing the roses

i hate misplacing stuff. especially when i know that i had used it just recently, but now i cant find it. ive been thinking really hard where i could have put this little plastic bag of my rose earrings and this really pretty rose ring(the only ring that i have that actually fits my finger). i really liked the ring. i wore the earrings last to the ucl party i think and well now i cant find it. im really peeved because i know its somewhere and my room isnt that huge but i just cant find it.
another thing lost;(

hello you long shots; hairbrush singers and dashboard drummers

felt a little under today, just well, gloomy. ;) but at the end of the day i come back home and i feel really blessed. because:

1. got to meet up with squish after so long! i truly miss the times we had in hall,just staying in and watching lotsa stuff on my com. we had mussels(im getting sick of them sigh) and then we went primark shopping. again. haha. she must be a lucky charm or smthg cos i found the correct size for these two nighties that ive been looking for since forever! ;)

2. then i came home and realised there was this bottle of honey on my floor. im really glad for the few but good friends i have here in london :) so heres a hugeee thank you to you big cheng;) i even felt really warm when he was nagging 'dont so lazy ah go make honey water!' haha. yes yes im drinking it now;)

counting my blessings;)