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整夜我的爱溢出就像雨水
院子落叶跟我的思念厚厚一叠
几句是非也无法将我的热情冷却
你出现在我诗的每一页

Cheap Thrill I was on the train, standing beside two guys who were discussing soccer animatedly. Well, I guess they were discussing about pretty girls too. From the way they converse, I guess most of the passengers would have heard their story. Apparently, a girl likes one of the guys but she is buck-toothed and so, he doesn't like her. More about girls was said. My kpo-ness got the better of me... so I peered a little to my left to see what kinda guy attracts so much attention from girls. Uhuh. I see. The kinda guy who's MUCH shorter than me! Muahahaah. oh sheesh. I'm a meanie.

A sleepy princess is an angry princess

Now, if you know me, I seldom blow up like a volcano. But this time I'm so angry I curse as I drift in and out of sleep, tossing and turning the the 2 hours that I was trying to half comfort myself myself and hypnotize myself to sleep. I'm furious at my new bed which feels like a new wooden plank beneath me. It's so hard, I don't even make a dent when I'm a sitting on the new mattress. When I'm lying down, it feels like a wooden plank. I'm so aware of the natural hollows behind my neck, at my back near the waist and behind the knees. It's not warm, it's not cozy, It's HARD.

So, in all piss-isness, I moved to extra the pull-out bed... which has been unslept in for very long. I fell asleep quite quickly though. It's a normal nice bed. But I think dust mites were thriving there and I got rashes all over. Frustrating! I threw myself back onto my new bed and the hardness struck me without mercy and I was back to cursing and swearing. I decided, at 3.50am, to remain awake. No point trying to frustrate myself to sleep. And I refuse to sleep anymore.

I need music therapy.

My friend who's up at this ghastly hour says there must be a pea in my bed. And I must be a true princess to stay up all night just because of the pea.

I just concluded that a sleepy princess is an angry princess.

Hermitisation denial affirmed
Today, for the third time, I said I want to quit. Again, access denied. One of my ministry friends/student tagged in my ministry blog: "hello JT! just wanna say a big thank you to you for everything....bla bla ... .see you soon happy chinese new year!". Now God reminds me... I'm not exactly doing thankless jobs at all time... some ppl appreciate. *touched* But, if I stay, I know I will have my regular dose of thankless heartaches. Sheesh. May God grant me a bigger heart for people. And diminish that part in me where my selfishness resides. I think I need to spend 1 hour everyday repairing my heart using the Bible. -nods-

PS: I'm reminded of Gideon of the Bible. God affirmed him so many times with the fleece thingie. And this same God affirmed me 3X I'm not to quit. No no. Okie, I'm not quitting.

Hermit-isation denied. Twice I wanted to quit. Twice God said no. How? The first time, he sent me a whole big group of young people who desire to pray together and a few even offered to lead worship and songs! Wow. How can that be! The second time, I told myself I had enough of trying to get to people and He showed me how the lives of two young friends are influenced by our meetings, and how they thirst for the Word and desire to do as He commanded! Twice, I'm affirmed that I'm here to stay. And so, I stay.

Permission to hermit-ise myself At this moment, I think I need to withdraw into the depths of the mountains and start reciting my lecture notes as if it were poetry. There's been sorta an overdose of meeting new people recently. Can I be a recluse and hide behind the comfort of being with people I know? :X

My kind of job. I like being around people. Preferably nice hilarious people. I like to share stuff. As in give talks about stuff and help people understand stuff that I'm passionate about, or have experiences to share. I like art. What kinda job suits me? hmmm

The Right Guy Sometime in the midst of my thud thud thud migraine headache, in the depths of my mind came this thought: The right guy would be one who can take care of me (physical, emotional, spiritual, whatever-al included). A bonus would be... the trait called humourously hilarious. -nods- Ps: If you fit the bill, please queue up for your application form. Better do so asap coz my list will get longer. (And by the way, I'm JUST KIDDING.)

I'm acting like a life science student!

I'm so happy :D :D :D

I'm starting to enjoy lab after all. First of all, despite scoring very low marks for my first lab report, the TA says our report is good! GOod! Just that we failed to answer some important questions. But otherwise, good good good! Yeay! When was the last time in Uni that anyone said my report was ever good? Practically never before. I love my TA. Did I mention she is a chio TA who can click with us a lot? And she's very clear and good at explaining and patient too. Hahaa. Love her!

And today, My partner and I didnt screw up our lab! Things only get better and better! Cool! I'm starting to like lab. hahahaa. I actually understand what the lab is about and I actually didnt screw things up! Cool Cool Cool!

Thirdly, we had a long lunch today, worth 60minutes (while PCR was going on). A lunch so long I had time to chit chat with my bench partners and socialise. How cool is that?!

Fourthly, we can even ask our lecturer somewhat intellectual questions. Cool Cool.

Lastly and the best of all, I have very nice bench mates. My lab partner is cool, the next 2 groups beside me are always so funny and so full of jokes and are really fun ppl to be with! They're hilarious. How can I forget all the mistakes we once made, the underground jokes we shared abt the Lecturers accent and the strategic questions we should ask so that we get the full answers to our report? How can I forget how we appointed the big guy to be professional tearer of photograph paper? and the two Mr. Hilarious jokers beside me who can't stop imitating the lecturer and remembering our 2104 old jokes about only learning how to google?

(Did I mention that I'm sitting btw an ASEAN scholar and a USP student? but they're really nice to work with. Way COol)

Lab only gets better. If they are my lab partners in future to come (ie. say during honours if I ever get in, or after honours during post-grad, I guess doing lab work would just be my cup of tea.)

Haha. People matter. I think no matter what job I do, the people around me makes the diff. haha. I like hanging around hilarious people. That's the way to go man!

(i think i'm high. hahahaha)
PS: I actually feel like studying and going through all my yr1 modules to build my foundation again. remind me of that please. :X I want to nerd. Any seconders?

Migraine my pain It has been with me since primary school. Once I hit my threshold stress level, or ate food that trigger migraine off, I will plunge into the migraine cycle. It starts off with the spoilt television vision, ie. I gt blind spots in whatever I see. No pain yet, but I know it's time to get into bed. An hour later, the tight, throbbing pounding pain that throbs with your heartbeat comes along right behind one of your eyes. My right eye this time. So thud thud thud it went. There's no stopping it. While you're trying to ignore the thud thud thud behind the eye, your legs start feeling so weak and jellyish. (yeah, and you're still in bed). That's the signal that you've got to empty your stomach. So I'd push myself to the toilet and clean out all the sour stuff in my stomach. There, all better now. After washing up a bit and drinking some warm glucose water to soothe things, I go back to bed and find relief for a split second. Once things are all settled down, the thud thud thud comes back. Jelly legs hit my knees and feet. Time to visit the toilet. Glucose. Rest. Once more... thud thud, jelly jelly, toilet, glucose, rest. This goes on and on, through the day or night. And it's nothing new. Once, I counted a record of 12 cycles. haha. This time, my blind spots struck at 1.30am and the thud thud came at 2.30, followed promptly by the rest of the cycle. Multiple cycles followed. And the all clear signal came at around 2pm. SLowly and slowly... things cleared. But I still have to walk around gingerly and tenderly. Any jerky moves will bring back thud thud thud. Aftermath. But it's alright. I'm used to it. Pain, God's megaphone of telling us something's wrong. Can't wait for the day when all pain will be gone.