Men

Sometime I wake up, unable to believe what had just happened. The course of my life has been a roller coaster , surprising me, one after another!

I couldn't believe that I went on a date with someone so incredible. He has all the 'C's that a typical Singaporean girl could ever want, and more... In all honesty, he was charming, very handsome, immensely impressed me and I thought we got along very well, considering we've only met just once before. It was extremely flattering for him to ask me out, but we just didn't click romantically. He was so sweet, but I simply don't want to lead him on, since I think it's not going to work out 'that way'. I gave us both a shot, and didn't regret it. I tried, he tried, and there's no harm in trying. Still, I hope we will be able to be good friends, as I AM interested in a good friendship! My Christmas wish? For him to find Miss Right soon =)

... because I know how lonely it can be sometimes

And then my housemates still had my birthday surprises rolling in till Wednesday (I think). A brand new IKEA mattress was delivered to our doorstep for me, that is so uber sweet/thoughtful/lovely of them! One night on that magical mattress, and my backache has gone... like *poof*!!!

Surprises also came in the form of cards and greetings, that kept rolling in for me through the mail =) I LOVE CARDS!!! <3

Snow fell on Thursday, and that sure made everyone very excited! Watching the snow fall from gently to blizzardy ( for a brief moment ) was so romantic, we even had a warm bowl of porridge, and Christmas songs ready to savour the moment. What a waste it was to not have a someone special to share it with at that very moment!

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas, is a white blanket of snow, and for my birthday wishes to come true =) I'll try and be good, promise! x

Love Ling.

Merry Christmas my lovelies, and have a Happy New Year too.

CHANEL No. 5

Perhaps outdated by now, but I've just discovered...

CHANEL No.5 's Advertorial, starring Audrey Tautou



Incredibly sexy, smoldering romance, yet understated, another piece of art well done. The ad tickles the desire in every woman, to be wanted and seduced the man of their dreams...

"I'm a fool to want you"

In this case, a very handsome one too =)

p/s: Though Tatou has a stunning face, she looks anorexic. Some curves would have added some feminine charm!

My Birthday!

Big Thank You to everyone who helped me celebrate my birthday, be it just a simple Facebook message, or partner-in-crime in making me drink...!

Family Photo on my 21st! Thanks to Skype, and Mummy for the wonderful cake, which I'm sure tastes super delicious. Why is my family so cool XD

It was a fantastic birthday, and I enjoyed myself loads! I love you all so much <3
THANK YOU for such an awesome 21st birthday celebration!!!!

Blogging will be put aside for now, as I'm up to my neck with a gazillion little To-do tasks...

Randoms

I know I really should be blogging, but I just can't bring myself to do it. My motivation-generating-cells are on strike at the moment you see. Anyway, a couple of things that kept me interested over the week:

I met Marc Oberon! The new FISM World Champion of Parlour Magic. I was star struck to say the least, to be able to see him perform live, and be in his presence. *squeals*

Lady Gaga's Bad Romance


Something that started a little strange to me, and then it just grew on me. The oddness is so refreshing, I find myself attracted to the novelty of her art.

Mariah Carey's Languishing (The Interlude) / I Want to Know What Love Is


Surprisingly light and a little raspy, Languishing set you in the mood, leading to Mariah's fabulous take on "I Want to Know What Love Is." LOVE!

Mariah Carey's H.A.T.E. U

Another one of my favourite from Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel! I've fallen in love with the lyrics, and the simplicity of the melody. With a sprinkle of Mariah's phenomenal whistle register, it's perfect!

If you like what you're listening, check out Ribbon on Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel as well. Strip Mariah off her power notes, and you get a real proper singer. You don't get that a lot nowadays.

Other stuff:

America's Next Top Model is Nicole Fox. =( I was rooting for Laura.
Korean Soc's Countdown to Christmas @ Lizard Lounge on Friday Night.


I know right. Why do I only have pictures of Aaron and Shen. Don't ask me why. Don't know what happened. I'm sure I have more pictures somewhere but nevermind. There wasn't any good looking guys that I don't already know that night. Frankly I was disappointed, but the night wasn't exactly inexciting at all. So it's all good =P

About my date

I simply cannot believe it. 31 comments + 5 'like's for me having a date.

Sorry to disappoint guys, it wasn't like a real date. I'm pretty sure that I won't be going on one for a long long time to come now. Time to embrace single-hood as my best friend!

And feed my heart to a whale.

The fact is, I'm so busy. So busy that I'm stressing, yeah, like for the gazillion-th time! I'm losing hair in the shower faster than I can grow them, and my arch nemesis Insomnia is back to haunt me for good! Been relying on alcohol for some shut eye a couple of days now. Any longer and I shall have to resort to desperate measures. Can't be bothered to date!

Boys out there will be very relieved to hear my official declaration to stop hunting. Yeah, you can all come out of your hiding places now.

Time to study! It's Week 10 now, and exams are set for January, my very last uni exams too. It's something I know I will not miss, but at the same time, it's my last chance to prove myself in written exams!

Screw you, bits of fibrous pulp with cheap ink. You, barely recycling bin worthy trash, has been making my life miserable long enough!

When this is over, I can feed my mind to a crocodile.

And just, think NOTHING.

Hectic semester

I just realised that I have tonnes of work due at the end of Neverending November!

20th : Critical Appraisal
24th :Immunopharmacology Poster
26th : Patient Medication Review

*FAINTS*
Oh how am I gonna cope with this, I'm bloody stressed out! It's good to know that my poster is 90% complete, critical appraisal 80% and PMR 60%. But I can't help looking back, wondering if I missed anything. GAH.

If I keep getting bored, I will resort to camwhoring and doodling!
Please observe my very swollen & dark eye circles! Is there any hope left for me?

Can't wait to get November over and done with, so I can sink into Delightful December =D.

To Suet Wah, Penny, and others taking SPM this upcoming week, ALL THE BEST! I know it might seem to be the scariest thing in the whole wide world at the moment, but it really isn't. Uni courseworks are worse!

It's just a few pieces of processed pulp fibre with words printed on it in cheap ink! It should be afraid of your intellectual diarrhoea instead!

Give it your best shot, every last drop of brain juice you've got. After all, you wasted 5 years in high school preparing for this. This is the moment to make all that homework count for something at least. Remember to drink water, and sleep to keep those brain cells happy =)

The horizon is near, and I'm sure you can smell the freedom already.

A new way, a new day

This morning, I woke up from that dream again. And I thought to myself,

"Oh fuck it. I'm fed up with having to deal with this every single day. Enough is enough. I'm going back to bed. Whether I'm going to dream again, I don't care! "

There. That helped me got over my misery. Sure, I may still dream again tonight. But whatever. I'm interested to know how many ways I can dream of the same thing.

Warning on my door. Monster was inspired from a google image.

Oh, and it was crazy chilly this morning, I checked and it was 4'C !!! It can only mean one thing ---> CHRISTMAS IS COMING!!!! *confetti rain*

In case you haven't heard, shit (plural form) happened to me over the weekend. Other than having to wake up from this disturbing dream, I had to deal with a broken table lamp, a collapsed shelf, and a set of ridiculously scented bedding.

My apologies to my housemates who had to put up with this. I am as guilty as I am grateful, they helped me sail through this thunderstorm of PMS + bad luck! Love them all. Mr.&Mrs. Jason, Big Bird, Mon, Daniel, and Chicken =)

Much love from,

M0n5t3r

2 weird dreams

It's a landmark low in emotional stability. Although I'm PMS-ing now, it's still strangely disturbing.

Succumbing to my usual afternoon nap, has led to 2 different Dreams.

Dreams that struck straight to my core, both playing my deepest desires and fears.

The strange thing is, there's no right or wrong to it.

You know how there are times where you have to be unkind to yourself in order to be kind? When you have want certain things so badly, that you are afraid of it?

And my biggest fear, is that I lose control of myself by giving into it.

It's still not wrong. But somehow I don't want it to happen. Both of them.

Michael Buble

I've almost forgotten how wonderful Michael Buble is, until I found him again on X-factor!

My latest obsession:

Michael Buble Haven't Met You Yet




The hot female you're probably drooling at right now, is Luisana Lopilato, Michael's real life girlfriend. Jealous......!!!


I'm Not Surprised
Not Everything Lasts
I've Broken My Heart So Many Times,
I Stop Keeping Track.
Talk Myself In
I Talk Myself Out
I Get All Worked Up
And Then I Let Myself Down.

I Tried So Very Hard Not To Loose It
I Came Up With A Million Excuses
I Thought I Thought Of Every Possibility

And I Know Someday That It'll All Turn Out
You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out
And I Promise You Kid That I'll Give So Much More Than I Get
I Just Haven't Met You Yet

Mmmmm ....

I Might Have To Wait
I'll Never Give Up
I Guess It's Half Timing
And The Other Half's Luck
Wherever You Are
Whenever It's Right
You Come Out Of Nowhere And Into My Life

And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing
And Baby Your Love Is Gonna Change Me
And Now I Can See Every Possibility

Mmmmm ......

And Somehow I Know That It Will All Turn Out
And You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out
And I Promise You Kid I'll Give So Much More Than I Get
I Just Haven't Met You Yet

They Say All's Fair
And In Love And War
But I Won't Need To Fight It
We'll Get It Right
And We'll Be United

And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing
And Being In Your Life Is Gonna Change Me
And Now I Can See Every Single Possibility

Mmmm .....

And Someday I Know It'll All Turn Out
And I'll Work To Work It Out
Promise You Kid I'll Give More Than I Get
Than I Get Than I Get Than I Get

Oh You Know It'll All Turn Out
And You'll Make Me Work So We Can Work To Work It Out
And I Promise You Kid To Give So Much More Than I Get
Yeah I Just Haven't Met You Yet

I Just Haven't Met You Yet
Oh Promise You Kid
To Give So Much More Than I Get

I Said Love Love Love Love Love Love Love .....
I Just Haven't Met You Yet
Love Love Love .....
I Just Haven't Met You Yet

The music, the lyrics and the voice just melts me like I'm butter on fresh warm toast! Oh why am I such a shameless romantic. I'm almost disgusted at what a softie I really am.

Cheap laptop anybody?

*** UPDATED below ***

Just very recently, 2 of my housemates were approached by dodgy men, offering a gorgeous Sony Vaio for £200, in Dunkirk.

Would you buy it?

A friend of mine hypothesized that if you paid, you might not get the laptop. Even if you did get the laptop, you might be beaten up later on further down the street, by the seller's "accomplice".

But let's just leave that issue aside for now. Assuming that's not going to happen. Would you buy a reduced price laptop from 2 dodgy men on the street?

Bargain hungry people.... YES??? It's your choice.

To me, I wouldn't. According to my friend's description, it looked like it was stolen. Most probably from another student, considering Dunkirk is such a student-dominated neighborhood.

If I bought this laptop, am I not giving these notorious criminals,

... a means for survive up till their next robbery?

... an encouragement to perform another robbery?

Someone out there, is without a laptop, lost all valuable data, unable to complete coursework, needing to fork out a few hundred quid for a new machine. Do you have the heart to buy this laptop and let these men get away happily from inflicting misery on another individual?

I can't.

As with the story I heard from yet another friend, who bought 2 (possibly stolen) iPhones for about 100 quid or so from some men on the street, were given empty boxes after handing over the cash. Karma is everywhere.

If you think about it, wouldn't it be quite stupid to buy such expensive gadgets without warranty, tech support, and receipts from a legitimate store? What if there is something wrong with it? You ain't getting any refund or free parts replacement, that's for sure.

Moral of the story, don't buy from dodgy men off the street! You don't know if YOUR laptop is the one they're selling off next.

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On a completely unrelated note, YouTube video of the day!

Namewee fucks TNB!!! Watch & Favourite =)

Free Nandos 2009

To my fellow Nando's fans,

I wish to praise you for your good taste!
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And GOOD FORTUNE !!! Get your Free Nando's 1/2 Chicken!

Here's how:

Click this link: http://www.peri-perichallenge.co.uk/challenge/CHAL/Challenge.html

Enter your details, and answer a few random questions about yourself. And hey presto! You get you 1/2 chicken for FREE!

Things you need to note:

Try to do it where you have access to a printer, so you can print off the voucher immediately!
If you don't have access to one, save the page / the URL. So you can print in again, and again, and again =)

You can only get the free 1/2 chicken if you make a small purchase of:
- 1 bottomless soft drink
- 1 regular side dish
The total costs you slightly less than £ 4.00. But hey, you still get 1/2 chicken free!

Sadly, it is only valid from Monday- Thursdays. Don't try to go get your heart broken on a weekend okay?

Deadline for the promotion: 28th October 2009! So hurry!

Remember to bring your ID card!

Tip: Save the url for your voucher, so you can print it again, and take it to another Nandos for another Free 1/2 chicken!

GOOD LUCK!

Sick of being sick

I am SICK of being SICK. It's been 2 bloody weeks of pure torture.

Fontain du Mucous

Cough ala Phlegm

So glamorous indeed. I have made more wantons than a wanton mee seller me thinks. Hugging a tissue roll to bed is not how I intended to pass my chilly autumn nights.

But. I still managed to do this.

Oriental Party @ Gatecrasher

I'll admit that I put this up to remind myself how much belly I've lost to poor appetite, due to me being sick for over a week. At least something good came out of being sick --> Flat Abdomen =)

It was pity that I was too lazy to bring my own camera. Plenty of people did turn up, and I'm glad that some even remembered me from the Welcome Programme back in September. SinYew turned up! Eventhough I asked him the night before. He never imagined that he would be clubbing with me one day, from the day we shared the same classroom back in my coconut-shell-hair days in primary school.

Work is piling up, as I struggle to regain health. I freaked out when my throat swelled very badly that it hurt when I swallow water, my sputum was thick and green. I dragged myself to the healthcare centre to get myself looked up by the doctor, who later on happily declared that it wasn't swine flu and that I was free to go =.="

I felt worse than when I first stepped into the health centre. Doctors these days are not reassuring at all. No wonder they need pharmacists here.

Irene's Farewell

Last Monday, we had a farewell for Irene, my housemate-in-law, complimentary resident at No.63A. Dinner at Hooters... kindly graced by EeHow who came to visit, all the way from Southampton, with his 7-hour flattened arse....

BigBird, EeHow, and myself.
It's been awhile since everyone ate together at the same table. Especially to get all 6 of my very busy housemates to have dinner, together! Good times =)

Myself and 2 housemate-in-laws.

Yeah, I'm living with very lucky boys. No one's gonna stay home and eat lonely-single-housemate dinner with me on Valentines Day T__T

The Jubilee Girls + 1 Uni.Park extra.

Also met up with Penny before she left for her Europe Trip @ The Mooch. Picked up my free pint of beer and wedges, compliments of The Student Discount Book =) Funny how I never bothered to enter our friendly uni bar before. It's actually quite comfortable.

Okay lah. By now you would have noticed that I can't be arsed to write about anything interesting. There's too many good and bad news, that I'd be in front of my computer forever if I tried to write. Allow me to get away with posting pictures of so many pretty girls XD

Recorder Blues

Just earlier today, I was trying to find and work my lecture recorder again. Poor thing has not seen the light since my last lecture in May. The following is a conversation that took place, in my frustration.

Me/ L-bert

Me: I'm trying to persuade my recorder to turn 'on'

L-bert: rub it

Me: should show it some porn, wtf.

L-bert: rub it and lick it

Me: i'll try hitting. maybe this sick recorder is SM.

Oh my goodness, what have I become. So in the end all it needs is a big fat green battery, stuffed up its back. The End.

I need a break. Like I seriously need a break. The last week has been crazy hectic, classes with Freshers Fayre, shopping, Ikea, Manchester, London. Everyday has been draining. This week is more taxing still. Someone tell me when to stop.

Week 0-1

This is now Uni's official Week One of the spanking new academic year! It is the beginning of new courseworks, and also the dawn of my busy-ness...

Week 0: Student Assistant @ International Welcome Week 2009

Team Phil was in charged of keeping Lincoln Hall & Sherwood Hall standing till the end of the week. Tough job. Phil's flat caused a fire alarm when a student placed a tin can in the microwave, while the rest of us are drowning in a stampede of students, ton-heavy luggage, and never ending questions.

Jolie, myself, and Estella. Estella was my roomie for the week, and she was such a darling! Don't know how I'd pass my days without her company, retaining my sanity throughout. I have to point out though, that these freshers are so lucky to have females student helpers who wake up 10 minutes earlier to put on our 'face', just so that our dark eye circles dont' give away how miserable uni life can be. HUA HUA HUA!

Equipments Checklist:

Bright Yellow Polo Tee
Midnight Black Hoodie
Name Tag
Walkie-Talkie
Big Ass Smile

...and I'm ready to take on the day!

Team Phil!

Sam, Momo, BIG BOSS PHIL, myself, Estella, Alan, Zoe, Jawad, Eric
Helen and Tashya.

Best team in the house me thinks. Somehow I have the impression that we did plenty of OT, aside from what we were supposed to do. By the time it ended, every other team was absolutely lively, camwhoring, and socialising. But Team Phil was playing it cool, chilling on the sofa, enjoying the fresher-less atmosphere. I think our team was especially knackered.

Phil has been an awesome Senior to our team, being especially patient, and also making sure everyone is well taken care of, in terms of sleep and food. It was my pleasure to have worked with him. Everyone else on the team was also fantastic, the International Office have chosen well. They're all super capable, reliable, responsible individuals whom I have grown to be very fond of.

The Big Boys: Momo and Alan, towering over myself and Helen.
Helen is another amazing girl that I have grown a liking for, she's so funny sometimes, and yet she's so sensible. My source for logic and sense throughout the programme. Love her to bits!

We learnt, so much from each other, about courses, experiences, and also our backgrounds. Sam & Tashya is local to UK, and has been to the M'sia and China Campus respectively. Momo is from Jordan (exotic!), Phil is Singaporean+N'Zealander (messed up?!), Eric is from Kenya, Alan from Trinidad, Jawad from Kenya, Estella and Zoe from China, and Helen is from HongKong. A recipe for perfection, a team who beat last years efficiency record by 1 full hour!

And of course, let's not forget the perks of the job: ISB Club Night at Oceana + meeting new freshers. I was pleasantly surprised to see freshers coming up to me to say hi, share a few moves on the dancefloor, and actually bothered to have a decent conversation that did not involve asking for directions. My best moment? While I escaped to the Ladies for a breather, away from the International Student Bureau Help Desk, a fresher who just entered the toilet actually came up to thank me, for actually helping her solve her problem. She didn't have to, but she did, and I felt motivated. Some students are just rotten spoilt, being so rude and all.

My principle: I work for neither gratitude, nor attitude.
If you do not wish to thank me, that's fine. I will not hold it against you, because I'm supposed to do it as part of my job. If there's one thing I do not deserve, it would be your nasty attitude. I'm not hired to be your venting machine, and I do not have to hang around to absorb your negativity.

I'd be lying if I said the job was a piece of cake. However, my dear people, it was definitely worth my while. Sure, I had good meals, great pay, and even better company. At the end of the day, I made a difference to someone, and my colleagues made a difference to me.

I've met up with Helen for dimsum, and frequently bump into Alan and Chidi around Dunkirk, meeting Philip this weekend in London for yumchar. There are already blossoming friendships with other members of the ISB, such as Ankur, with whom I had fun helping at Freshers Fayre. Since our "legendary" Welcome Programme, I've been seeing Zoe, Dany, Melanie and Deniz ,as well plenty of freshers who remembered me. I am feeling extremely blessed to know them all, and uni is starting to feel like home when you bump into familiar faces frequently enough =)

I seem to be starting on the right foot there.

More on Week 1 and moving forward in the next post.

Stupid people

When you think you've seen it all, you really haven't. If you think someone's giving away money for nothing in return, think again.

You'll probably find me quite the retard, however it still never fails to amaze me, how ANNOYING people can be. It's like you discover a whole new level of stupidity each time, only it gets worse each time.

Annoying people is stemmed from stupidity. Like, you would really expect someone of this age to be at least minimally sensible, or at least be able to take orders. But no. People going to university these days, are not what they use to be in the good old days. They often leave me wondering, how is it possible to get here at all ?

I'm stumped, I really am. But only with the few bad apples. Most of the other apples are nearly ripe for picking. And my only consolation is that I'm with good company. Thanks you guys.

busy bee

I've got no internet connection available at home at the moment. Don't ask why. Losing my marbles due to Internet-less syndrome. Please don't tell Big Bird.

Quick updates:

TESCO DEAL!

If you spend > £50 on your first online transaction at Tesco.co.uk, Tesco will knock £10 off your bill! All you need is the code: XX4GZF. Simple as that!

Perfect opportunity for you to order & stock up on the heavy stuff you don't want to carry, eg: Milk, Rice, Pasta, Canned food! My house ordered 6 kilos of pasta and 10 litres of milk, among others =.=" We will never die of starvation!

The fine print: Offer valid for deliveries on or before 13th September 2009 ONLY. HURRY! Does not apply to alcohol, infant formulas, blah, blah, but normal groceries are unaffected!

I've just got my deliveries yesterday, and it's the real deal. No catch involved.

I've been working, and will be working some more for the rest of next week. Hence this girl will be missing for quite awhile. Enjoy the peacefulness while you still can. My internet-less days have driven me to resort to newspapers, sudoku, and stupid thinking. The latest theory I'm enthused about: I work, I earn, I spend. Don't work, don't earn, won't spend. Yeah, so totally rocket science, I know.

Am extremely delighted to have met quite a number of really OLD friends over summer, like friends from 10 years ago (I'm so disgustingly OLD). The last I saw them was when they were pre-puberty, or having puberty. So nostalgic. Hahaha... I'm gonna max out my railcard this year for sure!

Funny how during summer, when everyone is supposedly gone, I still met SO MANY old and new people, also still drinking once a month minimum. Damn my liver is losing its lifespan. Must hold back with the drinking.

My new Trent Barton FRIO Record: 19 holes in 1! Try to break that =P I challenge you.

Looking for HOME SHOPPING KAKI! Ikea, Wilko, M&S, Hyperama anyone?! Call me, call me!

Okay, gotta go collect my cheque. Pa, Mee, I'm not dead don't worry. Growing fatter by the way.

Ramadhan not an excuse for leniency

Is it just me? Or is every other Malaysian news sounding ridiculously absurd?

I DO HAVE A PROBLEM WITH:

"Be lenient, it’s Ramadan, says salesgirl who stole undies"

(click to go to TheStar.com article)
Before anyone judges me for being a racist or a religion discriminator, hear me out. You'll actually find me PRO-religion, somewhat.

Introduction:
Muslim young lady, has a decent job, no disabilities, or malnutrition. She stole multiple undergarments, among other clothes, that came up to nearly RM500 in retail price.

My argument:
One sentence sums it up.

For someone who commits such crimes, which I'm pretty sure are AGAINST the teachings of the religion, that person DOES NOT DESERVE to escape her crimes with the excuse of using a holy religious practice.

There are no excuses for lenient treatment. She is...
X elderly. She's 21 years old by the way.
X disabilities.
X unemployed.
X starving, else she would've stolen food.
X retarded. As a salesperson, she should know that theft is a crime.

Isn't it obvious that she did it out of PURE GREED, conveniently blamed it on peer influence, and then tried to manipulate the court to be lenient to her in the spirit of the holy month. How resourceful indeed.

In the news article, she claimed to be remorseful, and is willing to change. I say, BULLSHIT. She has not taken responsibility for her own actions, and that is why she blamed someone else for her wrongdoings. And for trying to escape her time in jail, she has also avoided punishment for her actions. She has gained the highest disrespect from me. Scum of the society, scum of her religion.

Not only has she embarrassed herself, but also others who share her religion. I have not gone through the Quran, but I'm positive that they do not encourage theft. Just because it's a holy occasion does not change the fact that it is STILL a crime, against religious teachings.

Shall we release all prisoners on Hari Raya then, just because they say "Maaf zahir dan batin"? The answer is no. Those who went against the religion, does not deserve to be saved by the religion. Only this will maintain the purity of the values of what the religion stands for. Hate people who make a fool out of their own religion.

Summer Travels

Sorry I've been away! I've only just got back to Nottingham after a lengthy, well deserved getaway. Although I have intentions to blog extensively about my journeys, I'm afraid this plan has to be pushed aside for the moment, to make way for some MASSIVE CLEANING of the new house!

It did not help at all, with the luggages all in the way, and only 2 pairs of hands to work on it. I'll be back to blog if I survive!

In the mean time, I'm determined to deposit all the photos on Facebook, before I forget and get lazy about it. They are such lovely pictures this time around. Do check them on my Facebook!

As the summer holidays are drawing close to an end, take care everyone, and please do let me know when you are heading back!

Attention whore?

Recently, I got to know of someone who was upset with her medical examination. According to her description, there were concerns about the examiner making contact with the upper portion of her breasts as well as going in between them under the claims of checking her breathing. Additional information were provided as well: the doctor was not wearing gloves.

The first impression I got was that I felt somewhat insulted. Although I must say I am confused as to whether I felt this negative because

1) another female was potentially sexually harassed,

or

2) because as a future member of the healthcare profession, our ethics have been undermined, and our actions misinterpreted.

Due to the relatively vague, and one-sided description, wouldn't it be really immature and insensible to make any accusations? A number of our youth today have reflected their rash judgment.

To make things clear, I am no medical practitioner, with limited knowledge of the body's anatomy. However I do know this much. That the lungs are safely and strategically positioned behind a pair of fat insulated breasts. The structure of the human lung also varies from the top, to the bottom, bronchus, alveoli and all. Access to any part of the human lung, without cutting up the body, will face the The Great Wall of Breast Tissue.

If there was any assessment that requires inspection on a specific part of the lung, naturally, it's better to go straight to the location of where it should be. However, I feel it should be with a stethoscope, and not with the hands alone.

Personally I do not feel that a pair of gloves will be necessary, although it's probably good practice and hygiene to wear them. There is a low risk of contamination, no open wounds and also nothing to do with a body cavity. Any risk of infection being contracted from the patient as a result of gloveless contact, would then be at the expense of the doctors own health.

If there was a stethoscope in hand, I would take it as a routine examination procedure, and not worry about it too much. It would then probably be a misunderstanding made by someone who is overly conscious of her breasts. This character is also suggested by an very detailed description of the breasts that was potentially harassed.

However, if there was no stethoscope in hand, it was most likely a lame attempt at harassment.

If that was the case, it will be an embarrassment to the professionalism of the healthcare profession. The best thing to do would to to question the doctor's actions, and challenge it, if necessary, on the spot. Who is it to blame, when the victim was aware of the situation, and yet allowed it to happen? Publicizing it later on, or any complaints seems to be gathering attention and pity. Channeling any relevant grievances through the right procedures, to have the situation properly investigated is the best course of action at this point. Should the medical practitioner be at fault, his medical license will be at stake as a result of his own actions. After all, responsibility comes with the job.

Just another case where I think it can be handled in another way, and viewed from another perspective. However, if I were the victim, I would probably overreact as well. After all, there aren't many females out there who deem their dignity as sacred anymore. If there was any good from all the attention that was received, perhaps attracting the attention of someone who can give advice would be more desirable, rather than someone who joins in a blind accussation with no substance. Well then, the advice is here and made available. Whether it is used, is no longer of any concern to me.

Girls too free

There's been something on my mind.

Girls who ALWAYS look all fabulous, prancing around in the latest fashion, hardly ever repeating the same outfit.

Girls well groomed from top to toe, luscious treated + perfectly dyed + styled hair, shaved underarms and legs, amazingly well-kept body, perfectly done make up, and beautifully manicured nails.

Girls who are always (possibly every day) out and about, hanging out with friends, be it clubbing, yumchar, events, or movies. Enjoying food at top restaurants, and posh cafes. All well documented with regular photographic updates on social networking sites.

HOW ON EARTH DO THEY DO IT?!
I know I can't, despite my best efforts. My favourite "excuses " are:

1) NO TIME.
I haven't got all the time in the world to read the latest fashion magazines, go shopping, shave my legs, pluck my eyebrows, cleanse-tone-moisturize, go for facials, do my nails, pick out and outfit, style my hair everyday, put on make up every morning, take pictures of everything I do, waiting for them to upload or even to exercise to keep my bingo wings at bay. I need to sleep, over-sleep, and eating whenever I get the chance to. Although I am not the most dedicated student out there, I still spend a fair amount of my time studying for my degree. Despite sacrificing beauty sleep, and beauty treatment time, I am still as stupid as ever.

2) NO MONEY.
I cannot afford Clinique, L'occitane, MAC, Bobbi Brown, Louis Vuitton, Prada, digital cameras, hair treatments, french manicures, gym membership, clubbing entrance fee, Starbucks, car, phone bills, bikini waxing kits...etc. Style gone. Appearance gone. Social life gone.

3) NO BODY.
Aside from the fact that I cannot afford nice apparels, I don't good in them either. PERIOD. If I had a nice body, I could've seduced someone into buying them for me. Unfortunately in this world, NO BODY NO TALK!

4) OTHERS COME FIRST.
There is handwash laundry to be done, dishes to wash, fish and chicken to cut up, meals to cook, toilet to clean. I know for certain that I can't do all that and still have a gorgeous French Manicure, soft supple hands, time to go out, and energy to stay up late. Not to mention, the lectures, projects, assignments, reports... *faint* Forget waking up early to comb my hair or moisturize my face. Every second of extra sleep counts in the morning.

I guess my point is, I have no idea how I could've been able to do all the above, and still be able to perform my priorities, and maintain my studies. As it is, I am already struggling to keep up. How they can do all that, is the 8th wonder of the world to me.

No sex? No food.

Hello, this is the new Lepak King speaking.
( HAHAHA, lepak-ing becomes lepak KING. Get it? Why am I such a lame genius?! )

My days are spent loitering around Dunkirk, doing absolutely NOTHING. Even floating around on your Messenger "Online" List doesn't cut it anymore. When I want to do nothing, I will do nothing. Chatting online is something, so that defeats the purpose.

Eventually, I got tired of Dunkirk and decided to expand my Lepak Kingdom to University Park. That's how I stumbled across the papers, and read the article,

"NO FOOD FOR WIVES WHO DENY SEX"
(what the *censored*)

This is a new bill passed by President Hamid Karzai in Afghanistan. His past achievements also include "Women to have sex with their husbands every 4 days at a minimum".

How on earth could this have been allowed to happen? In the 21st century! I'm flabbergasted, gobsmacked, so shocked that I became instantly constipated.

The female race does not exist for men to have sex with, at their disposal. Even animals know that they have to deserve mating their rights, by fighting another suitor or by attracting the female. I am almost embarrassed to be genetically related to these people.

Imagine that, coming from THE PRESIDENT. Aren't presidents supposed to improve the welfare of people, and the image of the country? Why did the people of Afghanistan elect him to promote sexual slavery, starvation, and absurdity. With it follows death, large ill population, and worse, uncontrollable population growth that is beyond the economy's support. The reason why the people elected for a path of self-destruction, is beyond my comprehension.

Furthermore, who is to decide on other people's sex lives, people should be less of a nosy busybody! Every individual's intimate life is subject to their own privacy. Such ridiculous rules are almost implying rape. Getting married legally binds you to provide sex at demand to your husband. So then, what good is a marriage anyway when it's no different to being kidnapped by a rapist.

This is just so screwed up. But there's something worth pointing out though. It is possible that men have now evolved to be so unappealing to women, that they need to actually enforce a law in order to have someone to screw. Is that how gays started off? As an evolutionary measure to provide sexual satisfaction through same gender attraction, as opposite gender attraction seems to be failing one unfortunate gender?

For all you know, the bill was passed because someone's wife refused to have sex with him. For someone who disrespects women so much, I wonder why.

Boots Summertown 1848

Alas, another summer placement with Boots has ended, with mixed feelings this time. Now that I'm not having anymore income, I've abandoned posh Oxford for good old Nottingham. Where life is more affordable.

To sum up the experience, it was enriching, but mostly enlightening. Fortunately for me, I remember the bulk of the stuff that I've learnt from my previous summer placement, so settling into work was not a problem. This allowed me more opportunities to polish up all the skills that I have, to develop my style of communication, and also to brush up clinically. It was a very pleasant surprise to know that 3 years into my degree, and I'm already pretty much equipped with most of the things I need to work in a pharmacy.

This is Nathalie, my tutor & a very experienced pharmacist.
Simply speaking, it was her dispensary, and she rules it with her Golden Rules. Hahaha, and believe or not, 2 weeks of telling off later, I was happily working within the comfort of the rules. I was trained with discipline and sensibility under her supervision. What we both have in common is our vertical challenges in reaching the top shelf.

For our top shelf woes, we had Toyosi, ex-Pre-Registration Pharmacist, current Post-Registration Pharmacist. So tall I never could peek at the crown of his head to see if he was bald over there, LOL. Talented bloke, and not one to go easy on the freshie summer student, he threw question after question in my direction. And I thank him for that, for I need the push. Now a freshly pharmacist, I wish him the best career.

Marjan, our part-time dispenser was really sweet, and funny. She's a friend of another summer student within the region, and that's how I got to know Ramak better. Hahaha... She left on holiday before I did. Hope she had a great holiday.

Monica, 18 and engaged. I am so jealous. For I have a bad feeling I'm going to be 81 and still be single. Loads of fun, and a talented dispenser in the making.

Alice, our sole solution to the Healthcare Counter, before I came by of course! A trainee Healthcare Advisor, she's nearly there, determined to take her last test before she goes on maternity leave. Baby David's gonna be out soon and I wish her all the best.

Meet my buddy, funky Renita from Estonia! Will miss her cheekiness everyday T__T

Lovely, sweet Kate from Poland, also very pregnant. (What is up with this store?) She's our permanent Trainee Dispenser, with only me and the pre-reg to help her out. I was lucky that she is a very patient woman, who tolerated well with my inability to locate items which I like to blame on my poor eyesight.


The latest addition to the Summertown family, Anne the new Pre-Reg! Oh, that girl's got attitude and Disney in her cells! Pity I hadn't met her sooner. But I know I will see her again, a qualified pharmacist!

Also, I will not forget Paul, Sarah, and Brigid who has been so kind to me throughout my placement.

As you can tell, everything at Summertown was awesome, except for the fact that Boots offerred me a position for after my graduation, in.... LOUTH. Ugh. Don't even get me started on that.

*rolls my eyes*

Last Minute Luck

Sunday morning I was snoring...
Then my phone decided to ring...

I was sloppy when I picked up the phone, then every single cell of my body woke up when I heard that my friend lost her travel tickets and her debit card!!!

International student - Debit card = Powerless

And the worse thing was, she's due to catch a train, then a bus, and finally a FLIGHT.

Can it get any worse? In the end, I hastily scrambled out of the house, loaned her some cash, and helped her to the train. I'm not even sure if I did a good job as I was still tired. Fingers-crossed that she makes it back home without any more hiccups.

These last minute disasters are the worse kind. They catch you unaware, turn all your beautifully knitted plans upside down, making you feel absolutely hopeless.

It is in time like these, I think, that our survival instincts are tested. How well we cope in the face of adversities, how we build up our odds against the odds.

Keeping calm is not the best thing to do, because the brain will then be automatically be swarmed by a gazillion of horrible ordeals that are going to befall yourself. Isn't it strange that the human brain is designed to react to troubles in terms of "fear" rather than "solution". And that, is going to spell our extinction in times to come.

Or at least, that's what I think. The human mind is overrated, and is flawed. At least, I know that much.

Presentations

I can't believe that my summer placement is coming to an end. 7 weeks of work flew by so fast. I can't believe I'm 7 weeks older already T___T It won't be long till I reach 30 and start worrying about my wrinkles...

Tuesday was Celebrate & Review Day, where all the summer students within a region gather, share, and celebrate their success. In other words, it is the dreaded Presentation Day. The day you "show off" your project, you brilliant light bulb ideas, and how "successful" it went.

Unprepared, I sent off my poster via email to the printers on Sunday, collected it at 9am Tuesday, only to attend the presentation at 9.30 am, the same morning. I was mighty impressed by how clinically knowledgeable everyone was. Frankly, I avoided the clinical project simply because I knew I would be rubbish at it. However, it seemed that I somehow did not do too bad with my business project, because I won Best Project in the region. Weee~~ Thorntons chocolates as the prize!

2 days later (today) I had to prepare for another interview with Lloyds Pharmacy. Frankly speaking, I was just drained from Tuesday, and really had no time to prepare for it. But since I got it, I might as well give it my best shot. Lloyds people were very very nice! And even that is an understatement. I was interviewed by the Area Manager, who really put me at ease, and patiently listened to what I had to say for a whole hour. I must say, although this was the day that I had to sell myself to him, he sold Lloyds Pharmacy to me.

At the same hotel where I had my Lloyds Interview, I met Ramak, another Boots Summer Student whom I met. He told me how upset he was that I missed out on the FRPS challenge. In case you're wondering, I was beaten by another candidate in my region by just 1 freaking sign-up, so I came up 2nd. He believed that the dude who beat me cheated somehow, and I could not believe my ears when he said he told his tutor about it, and even emailed our Pharmacy Area Manager about it. For justice's sake, as he called it.

I think he did that because he didn't think that dude deserved the prize:
An invitation to a Celebrate & Review Day at Boots Head Office, with other regional winners.

But honestly, I was secretly relieved that I did not win, because the prize sounded scary. It is awesome alright, but still scary.

For someone I have just met 7 weeks ago, he's one plucky fella who has made a very deep impression on me. He didn't have to care, but he did, and I appreciate it loads =) I don't know what I did to deserve his kindness, but I know he's gonna make a fine pharmacist one day.

Swine Flu

I've had it! All the fuss and commotion about the Swine Flu has gotta stop! It is bringing out the worse in people to the surface, and it ain't pretty at all.

Boots the Chemist, Summertown branch have officially sold out of THERMOMETERS (digital, ear, forehead ones)! Just a few days ago, we were also sold out of PARACETAMOL tablets & caplets, and almost sold out of alcohol hand hygiene gels. And no, we don't sell FACE MASKS.

Today's society is mentally sick. Alcohol hand gels claim to kill 99.9% of bacteria, NOT VIRUSES. Innocent bacterias are dying by the gazillions, while the flu viruses are enjoying a killing spree.

The NHS has advised that face masks are not going to improve your chances of survival. Good hygiene, however, WILL! So can everyone please stop asking for it.

Paracetamol tablets will lower your fever, and help with aches and pains. But! It will hinder you from detecting the crucial temperature of 38'C that is needed for swine flu diagnosis. Also, can the regular paracetamol addicts please stop taking these pill as if they're sweets.

And no, having a second thermometer isn't going to give you a different reading for your body temperature. Stop buying them.

Everything you need to know about swine flu is in the papers, asking me or the pharmacists about it isn't going to give you a different answer.

Please give up on coming into pharmacies, if you think you have swine flu. Everyone in the pharmacy is not keen to catch your flu, thank you very much. No matter how many times you ask, we do not give out Tamiflu / Relenza, just because you want some. We don't have it! And I won't let you have it, even if I have some, unless I have orders from your doctor.

Unfortunately, panicking about the crisis isn't going to deter the virus from coming anywhere near you. Wake up!

Summer Sale Spree

There will not be a single female that can resist the seduction of the notorious Summer Sales. I tried hard, in fact, I tried very very hard. I am embarrassed to admit that I succumbed, hopelessly to the evil sale.

I went on another spree at Jamie's Italian, French Connection, Accessorize, and Zara. The results were painful...

Tops, Coats, Hats.... OUCH!

Someone hold me back please!
But it was a very lovely weekend. I haven't had anything like it for nearly a year now, and I just know that days like this are hard to come by.

The sales in UK have been nothing short of exciting, incomparable to that of Paris, or KL. I wonder if Shanghai's gonna be any good at all?

When customers are not right

Whoever that invented the phrase "The customer is always right" needs to be shot in the head a million times over.

It's a big fat lie, that makes no sense of all.

As you can already guess, I'm very dulan with customers now. This happened today. This girl came in with a list of drugs on her iPhone, written in a foreign language that I have no clue about. I could barely make out what they sound like and what they might be. She claimed that they were medication prescribed to her by her GP back in her home country. Fine. So I asked her what she was diagnose with, so as to help me get an idea of alternatives that I can get her in the UK instead.

She said Herpes. I reconfirmed it with her, and she nodded.

Of course I was shocked, she's very young. Among the drugs that I managed to work out with her previously, was one for Aciclovir, an antiviral. To me, Herpes = a nasty viral infection, and I know nothing more about it. At this rate it didn't seem impossible that she might have Herpes. So naturally, I would pass on this case to someone who might know it more than I do, the Pre-Reg Pharmacist, my pal Toyosi. And then I went on to serve other customers.

Minutes later, Toyosi asked me why I diagnosed her with Herpes. I was like "What the *beep* !!!" I DID NOT diagnose her with Herpes! Apparently that stupid girl told Toyosi that I diagnosed her with Herpes. That LIAR. How dare she accused me of such things!

Diagnosing someone with a viral infection as foul as Herpes would be the last thing on my mind! There's nothing available for sale that can be used for the treatment on Herpes anyway. I had no motive to diagnose her with something this horrible at all.

I believe I have not disclosed any details (physical description or nationality) that will lead to the identification of this customer. Hence, I have not breached any patient confidentiality here. I just need to vent out my annoyance at some customers.

That will go down as one of the worst ever customers that I have ever served!

To make matters worse on the same day, a customer picked up my pen, and put it in his bag, and left! He seemed very well-to-do, if not rich, well mannered and all that. It wasn't by accident, I'm 100% sure of that. I was missing a pen, and I stood there staring at his hand for minutes! But he ain't letting go of my poor pen. I turned my back for a second to serve a customer, and poof! He bloody stole my pen!!!

IT EVEN HAS "LING'S PEN" WRITTEN ON A STICKER, STUCK ON THE PEN!

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.... I am so frustrated I could throw pen darts at the customer if I wasn't paid a salary for this summer placement.

Cool down girl, cool...

Think:
Why are they our customers?
Because they're not smart enough to be the pharmacist.

My patience mantra, that will help me through this.

Guilty pleasures

Everytime I get frustrated in something I will be spending! Ish. I really shouldn't get all worked up with those PCS quotas.

The results were disastrous:

Dirt Cheap Items on Clearance Prices
Head & Shoulders Conditioner 43p
Trevor Sorbie Leave in Conditioner Spray £ 1.22
Boots Skin Clear Facial Gel £ 1.22

Impulse Shopping
Zara denim shorts £ 14.99
Jamie's Italian £ 18.00

Total damage: almost £ 36.00 (this week)

Bad girl, Bad!!!

PCS my ass

At the moment, I'm having a love-hate relationship with my work.

I love being put on the healthcare counter, catching people who takes the wrong medicines.
I enjoy being in dispensary, dispensing and going "AH, I know what this is!"
I like watching my pharmacist, and pre-reg's expression, when I manage to answer their questions,

(Oh, Nottingham, you are such a fine pharmacy school!)

The only thing I hate with a vengeance is...

having to fulfil my PCS quota, and doing FRPS.

PCS: Free Prescription Collection Service
FRPS: Free Repeat Prescription Collection Service.

These are some of Boot's evil strategies to retain and secure their customers, from the competitive clutches of Lloyds, Rowlands, Co-op and the like. These so called "Free" services, are meant to guarantee future businesses.

Don't get me wrong, these free services does come in handy to some people who really do need them. With these new initiatives, they can have a better life living with medication. However, there are also some which clearly do not need them, and also DO NOT WANT THEM.

Having a quota to fulfill, is sort of like forcing an employee to do something, for the sake of their job. I dislike having a quota to live up to everyday. What I hate even more, is having to shove these "services" to every single customer who is not on our program already.

You know, like a sales man, knocking on your door, trying to sell you some revolutionary product, because he has to fulfil his quota, else lose his job. The thought of it makes me feel constipated.

It is completely unethical, and unreasonable to me. The Pharmacist Code of Ethics No.1, clearly states, "make the care of your patients, your first concern", not your first business! I feel sorry for all the people that I met, for they had to listen to my lecture, and then figure out a way to decline my offer later on. It must've been more uncomfortable for them, than it is for me.

In my opinion, I would've been more supportive if it were left to my soon-to-be professional discretion, to promote the service to people who might need it. Instead of having to forcefeed everyone I meet, just so that I can fulfil my quota. Making my job or the business as my first concern is clearly in contradiction to the code of ethics.

If I stopped doing that, it would upset my tutor/ manager, as they are also under pressure from their superiors to push this service further. Eventually, it would also compromise my position as a candidate for employment upon graduation.

But then again, if this were kept on, I'm not sure if I wanted to work for an insufficiently ethical corporate organization who's more about making money out of the pharmacy, than running one for the people.

This is definitely pushing me to the brink of cutting off community pharmacy as a job prospect in my consideration. Tomorrow I will have to go out and face my quota again. My distaste for such practices, is making me struggle with my conscience, wondering if what I'm doing is the right thing to do...

Summer @ Summertown

Work is definitely taking its toll on me.

Wake up, work, eat, bathe, sleep. Wake up, work, eat, bathe sleep.

There ain't a lot of difference between me and the farm animal. Except of course, I get paid in cash, hahahahaha!

As a quick update, everyone at Boots Summertown are very lovely. Nathalie, my pharmacist is half French, and has all the qualities that I need and lack at the moment. There will be much to learn, hopefully I don't drive her up the wall too much. But then again, we are both vertically challenged, petite individuals, we do climb the dispensary walls everyday! Ahahaha... for the record, I'm the taller one. Ahem.

Manager Paul is appreciated for his sense of humour. Lively, and well loved by the customers, he dominates the WOW reports every single week. Even I like him. My healthcare counter partner-in-crime Alice of Africa is my only company, enduring the torturous looping of cheesy Kodak music from the Kodak photo machine. Dispensers Kate of Poland, and Marjan of Iran were victims of my blunders and questionings in the dispensary, its a wonder how they can put up with me every single day, with smiles, and much patience. Fellow shopfloor colleagues include funky Monica, and bubbly Sarah, together they're a ball of fun!

At the moment, working takes out all the energy in me, driving me constantly hungry, and tired. Other than eating and bathing, I cannot be bothered to do anything else. In fact, at one point, I was contemplating not to bathe even. Not to worry people, I'm way past that phase now.

Now I'm just trying to build on my experience, and also do all my projects/learning/tests while I'm on it. It drives me tired just thinking about it =( Week 3 is coming to haunt me now. Everyone wish me luck.

Family Visit 2009 Part 2

... Continuation

Sorry it had to be a long wait. Work was in the way. Work is in the way of everything, my sleep, my meals, my constipation. Like I said, everything. More about work later.

Wicked View @ Christ Church, Oxford.
Posing with daddy, sun getting in the eyes.

My butt is sitting on where they shot Harry Potter in the first movie, just before they were brought to the Sorting Hat!

The famous Dining Hall, where Hogwarts students have their first feast on arrival!
All going to be now taller than me =P

Suet Wah vs Suet Ling.
Lost kao kao to my sis in posing. I am short, and I can't pose, better suicide and die, rather than be a useless woman.

SuetWah, SuetMun, SuetLing.
Young, younger, OLDEST =.="
I freaking look PREGNANT here!!!

Where I got my smile, and my height from, MuMMy!

Sama-sama camwhores. It's the genes. *Nods*

Candid on Uncle Bear and myself @ Selfridges!
I really wasn't concentrating on the bald patch on his head. Honest!

Suet Ling, Mom, Suet Wah @ Borough Market with Turkish Delight!
Stupid eyebags, 1 week after exams, but it ain't going away =(

SuetWah, SuetLing, SuetMun + Chunky Clinique Hunk @ Selfridges!
For the record, he asked if we wanted to take a picture with him!

Other randoms that I like:

Uncle Bear the Proper, Ling the "Cho Loh"
For some reason, I'm enjoying my awful randoms. They're ugly shots of me, but I like looking at them. So I'm force feeding them to you! I look like an alien with 3 fingers here =P

"Yes! MORE fish'n'chips for me to eat!"

Mannequins @ Selfridges imported from Malaysia!

Sombong Ling, SuetMun, SuetWah, and MuMMy! =)

-------End of Family Reunion Photo Gallery------

Back to more news about work.
I am so tired everyday I cannot afford to online after work! Rants on that coming very soon. Believe me, VERY SOON. I need to rant before I go insane.

Family Visit 2009.

Apparently my parents couldn't let me go without nagging for over a year, they had to fly over just to nag me, conveniently lugging along 3 other rascals to turn my over upside down and more.

No, I'm lying. I enjoyed it. Nag me baby, nag me!

I finished my exams on the 28th, high-efficiency-summer-cleaned my room (The Mom is coming to inspect, so the room has gotta be SPECK-FREE) , and rushed down to London to meet the lot on the 30th! Conveniently, they have a free tour guide, or so they thought. In actual fact, I don't know London any more than they do. I'm no Londoner! Throw me in the streets of Nottingham, and maybe I can go around for abit. London? I faint at the sight of that horrible tube map that always seem to deceive you into taking lines that aren't actually working. Pfft!!!

Tube Station: Waterloo
The first attraction we tried, The London Eye, for a good view of the Big Ben on the historical day that it celebrated its 150th anniversary.

Lucky us had a clear blue, nearly cloudless sky that day.


The ones eating away at my dads bank account.

Mom, Myself, Dad, Sister.
No resemblance, na-daa.

Trying to act chio, so I don't look like I'm 5 years older than my sister.

Mom = Gorgeous
SuetWah = Radiant
Myself = Hopeless

Tube Station: Tower Hill
Next up, I visited The Tower of London, for the 3rd time. Believe me when I say I'm tired of the place. Nevertheless, the little ones still need to see it. So, oh well, how nice of me to beat with it again, hahaha.....

Everybody say Yeo!

Huge ass sundial with a larger story to tell.
I don't know why the English enjoys taking time to build this thing just to tell the time.

Next Stop: Baker Street for Madame Tussauds.

Daddy is more than happy to see J.Lo.
Who has the bigger bump?
My dad's lump on the front, or Lo's hump on the hind.

Real Productive Parents vs Unproductive Adoptive Parents

Ling, Margaret Thatcher, Sherene.

My sister works for The President of the United States.
Yeng mou.

Posing outside The Buckingham Palace for paparazzis.

Lunch at Wagamama.

Uncle Bear, whose home was infested by me and my family all week, telling us who Prince Michael really is, hehehehe...

We were also at Nottingham City Centre!
And I even wore my £24 Pink Uni Hoodie to boot!

Of course, we visited the famous Hooters of Nottingham.
A lil too happening for daddy, but he enjoyed it nonetheless =)

They also met my future housemate, professional "conman" Albert, my "half-brother" NgeeZheng, and my personal sweetheart Grace, all future successful pharmacists.

To be continued: Oxford.