Of Lemons and Lemonade

When LIFE throws you a lemon, you take that bloody lemon and make a smashing lemonade out of it.

If there's anything I've learnt, things ALWAYS happen for a reason. Especially the "bad" things. On hindsight, they have always turned out for the better.

Of course, these situations are never easy. But you will always make it out of there, in a much better place.

Cry/ moan/ whine for a while. Letting out those extra emotions are always healthy. Once its over suck it all up and turn all that into POSITIVE energy!

What's that but a little obstacle. Think of all the people who are much less fortunate, who have no aim in their lives but only to survive long enough to see the next sunrise.

And then realize that life has been kind to you.

Then find that determination to overcome the obstacle ahead.

Success will only be found by those who seek it. Those who wait to be found by success will be waiting forever.

The Start of my Career

The Registration

On 25th July 2011, I sealed my status as a qualified healthcare professional as my name got permanently imprinted onto The Register of Pharmacists. I was given an number which I had to display on every premise that I work in, a unique number for which the public could check to make sure that I was a legitimate professional. That catapulted me fully, and I mean FULLY into realization of how far I've come, how much training I have had, and most importantly, how ready I was to take this on.

The First Day

Every August, I will come to celebrate the anniversary of my career. Turning up, a little nervous, plenty excited, I was keen to start tasting the success. The first couple of days took plenty of getting used to. I've worked in 4 different pharmacies, 3 different areas, 2 different companies, and that's only over the past 3 years that I've been in the UK. You'd think there was nothing to get used to, but there still were much that was different.

Getting used to being the manager. Where you have to make all your decisions on your own two feet, no more tutor to consult to.

Getting used to different stores/ staff/ stock/ dispensary/ customers quickly. So that I may carry out the days activities seamlessly, as if their regular pharmacist was not absent.

Getting used to there being only one of me. There are tasks that only I could do, they vary, and I may get interrupted. But it is an essential balancing act that I needed to master skillfully.

The Verdict so far...

has been fantastic. I've had great feedback from stores, hoping that I'd come back. Customers wanting to know when I am going back to the store. Staff whose jaws dropped when he found out I've only been practicing for under 2 weeks, he could not believe it at all. I've been inspired by some customers, and also inspired a few others. Told people off for inappropriate behaviour, which went down smoothly because I was doing the right thing. So far so good.

It's a learning process, every single day.

Responsible Pharmacist

It's high time I updated... concisely!

20th July 2011, graduated MPharm (Hons) from The University of Nottingham

24th June 2011, General Pharmaceutical Council (GPhC) Registration Exam

29th June 2011, commenced new training on Foundation Management Program

5th July 2011, Foundation Management Forum + Prereg Grand Ball

19th July 2011, finished 52 weeks of training at Lloyds Pharmacy Kidlington

22nd July 2011, passed the Registration Exam

25th July 2011, was admitted into the Register of Pharmacists by GPhC

1st August 2011, a Relief Manager for Lloyds Pharmacy.

As you can see, the time from June till today (1st August) has been a huge flurry of events that are emotionally challenging. Where do I even begin to write?

The Exam...

Took 2 weeks off work to revise. Wrong choice. Should have taken longer. I've learnt, and read the same things a million times. And yet I find myself determined to read it again. Its utterly peculiar the effect this exam has on me. I stayed over at Birmingham's Jury's Inn, kindly sponsored by Lloyds, but finding it rather impossible to study further, or even sleep. The feeling was akin to having too much of something, and eventually feeling sick of it. Exam organization was a complete mess. As if the stress was not bad enough. Many of us, including myself walked out of the hall, after a whole days worth of exams, feeling dejected and defeated.

The Result...

Lo and behold, as if a miracle, I passed! After nights of nightmares and struggles to download the pass list, I saw my name on the list. I had to look twice to believe it was true. I don't need this blog entry to remind me how I felt at the time, because I know it is a feeling that I will remember forever. The result has mindblowing effects. Most people that I've spoken to, CRIED. I did. It was just the gush of emotions and relief, from the ridiculous amount of hard labour, in uni, at summer jobs, at work. Everyone who pass, at least poured their life into it. And that, I say, is the minimum requirement to succeed in this. Nothing less.

To be continued...

Blogger coming back

This blogger is coming back. I promise. I'm adamant to have at least a post every month, despite my lack of time to have extra time to spare. I have pre-written at least a couple of posts at the back of my head.

Just looking for the time to spit it out.

Wait for it.

I give up

Now this is not something I will say not even on a rare basis.

I GIVE UP.

It baffles me how many times I try sometimes. Guess I'm not the most stubborn one around, aye? That can't possibly be bad news.

Nature will take its course.

Life in the fast lane

I am so bloody proud to have earned a pass for my UK Driving Theory Test.

Pardon the language. Ahem.

Initially, I must admit, I underestimated it.

It was super cocky of me to think that, since almost every Tom, Dick and Harry out there has a drivers license, it can't be that difficult for me, to get one. For the past few years I've been tackling MPharm materials, surely a mere common test ain't gonna make me break a sweat?

But NO. Oh boy how wrong I was. The first time I attempted a mock theory test online, I failed with a miserable 35/50. To pass, the minimum score would have to be 43/50. I read the DSA driving book (300+ pages), and The Highway Code (150+ pages), and still managed to fail the mock theory tests all the way up to 2 days before the exam.

It was until some wonderful preregs reminded me of the miracle I'm entitled to as an iPhone user: The Theory Test AppS. YES. APPSSSSS... Many of them, FREE on AppStore. Then started a vicious round of Q&A on the train/bus/while walking for the last 12 hours up to the exam.

That saved me. In the Questions section at least. I brushed past the Hazard Perception test, almost barely to pass the entire test. Gee. All this coming from one who holds a Malaysian Driver's License, passed from 1st attempt.

I'm sure the practical exam is gonna drive me right up the wall with frustration, but I'll get to that soon. For those who are interested to get the UK Drivers License, the RIGHT way. Not the, dodgy way, you know. Here's how:

1) Get a Provisional Drivers License.

- Submit your details to DVLA, and they will post you the form.

- Fill in the form correctly, include: photo, cheque for £50, and relevant passport (with visa).

- Your 2-part Provisional Drivers License will arrive within 1 week.

- This allows you to drive under the supervision of a full Drivers License holder above 21 years old.

2) Get an instructor.

- You could find one through recommendation, or through good Driving Schools like BSM, AA.

- They can be expensive. The average price is around £25, depending on your area.

- I recommend 2-hour lesson slots, instead of 1-hour. You can wander off further, and have more time to practice your new skills under supervision. Especially you don't have a car to practice at other times like myself.

3) Theory test.

- Your instructor/ driving school will normally book it for you for free, alternatively, you can do it online.

- The soonest slot you can book is approximately 2 weeks ahead of time.

- You will need, at least "The Highway Code", which is £ 2.50 from any good bookstore.

- Practice test questions VIGOROUSLY online or via iPhone apps, and familiarize yourself with Hazard Perception videos.

- All you need for the exam is your 2-part Provisional Drivers License, and a responsive clicking finger.

4) Practical Exam.

- I will update once I have done mine.

In the mean time, if you are considering whether to obtain a license the proper way, or the dodgy way, I recommend the PROPER way.

"ARE YOU NUTS? IT WILL COST ME A FORTUNE, AND PLENTY OF TIME!", I hear.

Well why do you think so many people die in car accidents in Malaysia, especially during the festive season, when the spirit of celebration is tainted by the stale smell of blood on the highways?

This is the price to pay for the extent of bribery and cutting corners in our culture of obtaining a Driver License.

This is why UK roads are ridiculously safe to travel on. (Except late at night when most people are drunk) Because the people who holds a Drivers License, well and truly deserves it.

Price-wise, I am confident that I can obtain my license in well under £600. Although I have a target of £ 500. Here is the breakdown:

Provisional Drivers License : £ 50

Theory Test : £ 31

Practical Test : £ 62 (£75 on weekends, evenings, and bank holidays)

The Highway Code book : £ 2.50

Subtotal : £145.50

Target lessons : £ 352

(16 hours x £ 22)

GRAND TOTAL : £ 497.50

If you choose to do it the less proper way, I heard it would cost about £300+ and it takes about 2 weeks to 1 month to get it sorted out. But would you really be comfortable for a stranger to take your passport and visa, few hundred hundred pounds in exchange for only a Drivers License?

And then, go out on the roads, not knowing any UK road rules, speed limits, and restrictions. Get out there, get fined, clamped, tickets by traffic officers as a result of your ignorance. Your demerit points will eventually take your license away. Or, because you lack the knowledge to care for your car, or know how to deal with fog/rain/snow conditions, you and your car will end up in trouble in a God forsaken place.

I don't think its worth it to be honest. I feel like I have fulfilled a duty to myself to keep myself and others safe, and eventually that extra bit of money will save me from unwanted expenditure like fines, and garage bills.

However, to each his own.

Lisa Eldridge inspired

Many say make up is fake, in a negative light. Especially men.

Embarrassingly, I used to be one of those people. Until one day, a friend from A levels sent me an enlightening post by blog queen, Xiaxue. Eventually I started to embrace makeup, wear makeup, and understand makeup. Now I no longer think make up is something negative.

Every woman, deserves to be beautiful.

And even with make up, it is not even a short cut to beauty. Makeup can destroy someone's looks through improper use, and yet enhance a person's natural physical attractiveness, if used correctly. Learning how to use makeup, investing time, money and effort to source the right products, putting together a look, practice proper skincare is no easy feat.

If a woman can sacrifice all that, to look beautiful, then she deserves to be beautiful. She worked hard for it. Don't we all think that we deserve good grades, or recognition of our effort from our teachers, or superiors at work?

If a man can spend hours slaving away at the gym for a great body, minutes in the toilet to style their hair. They deserve to be attractive too.

With makeup or effort, it gives everyone the opportunity to be on even playing ground, with people who are naturally gifted in physical appearance. What is there to shun about?

I ask all people who consider makeup to be fake, in a negative light, to think twice. I say it is an art. Just like how fashion is a manipulative art. It takes skill to look great, and these artworks should be recognized for their effort too.

2NE1

Currently, I am shamelessly indulging in some K-pop. Please be aware that these are extremely addictive, but incredibly refreshing to listen to as well. Allow me to temporarily entertain you with YouTube videos, while my schedule clears up. And then, I will summarize the story of my life for the past few months, which will include: my UK driver's license, and future job prospects in the UK.

Magic Soc Gala Show 2011

Following my unfortunate bus incident, the same evening, I was at the ever-impressive Magic Soc Gala Show 2011 =)

A show that was pioneered by the Magic Society founder Chris Martin, and then relaunched years later by the 2009/2010 commitee (Albert, Graham and myself) to its maximum grandness, that it won the coveted prize of all event organizers, Best Event 2009/2010. It was our brainchild, and our success. Albert and myself poured so much of our souls into it last year, that we just couldn't miss this years show, presided over by Graham!

The show was spectacular, showcasing the brilliance of Romany, Roy Davenport, and Jonathan Shotton, who had to pull out from our show last minute due to ill health. I was even made honorary First Aider Volunteer, because they needed someone at the time, and my latest First Aid Certificated just arrived the previous day! Hehe :) The success of the show, of course, has to be credited to the astounding dedication of the Organizing Committee & Volunteers *applause*

And boy it was £10 super well spent! Especially when you can be part of the show:-

That's me being levitated by the magnificent Jonathan Shotton! Who gets to float around on a magic carpet nowadays aye? Teeheehee... Lucky me, but I didn't get to enjoy my own show for I could only take in the view of the ceiling at Studio 7 at the time. At least that is one thing crossed off the Things-I-have-to-do-before-I-die list =)

Pardon the screenshots, as FB has made it difficult to steal those pictures, and I haven't been able to get hold of the original files yet. Try to ignore my other activities!

March 2011

A month later, I'm blogging again, YAY! It seems to have gone out of habit now. To be fair, blogging has been on the back of my mind for weeks now, just needed to find me a good weekend to write something.

I HATE OVERLY RIGHTEOUS PEOPLE WITH ONLY A FRACTION OF A CHIMP'S BRAIN.

This was last weekend, when I had to travel straight to Nottingham immediately after work. So there I was with my luggages with me:

- a trolley bag

- a hand luggage

- a handbag

... happily tucked in a corner (if there was an emergency brake, the seat in front of me would've prevented my luggages from propelling forward towards unsuspecting passengers), playing Traffic Panic on my iPhone with ear phones plugged in, at the second row of seat on the bus. Fully engrossed into my game, I became oblivious to my surroundings, but I was pretty sure my luggages were out of the gangway, and there were plenty of seats because it was 95% empty when I boarded.

Out of nowhere, came a lady to interrupted me, and scolded me:

"If an elderly gets on the bus, you need to get up!"

Annoyed, and slightly embarrassed, I apologized anyway, claiming that I was completely unaware that an elderly has got on. At this time all seats were occupied and there were a couple of people standing.

What puzzled me was, I was in the SECOND row! Why didn't she attack people who were in the front row, which is OBVIOUSLY more accessible for the elderly! On my side (right) of the bus, there was this sticker: Priority seats for those less able to stand, directly beside the first row, not my row. But on her side (left) of the bus, there was not any.

And then I realized that she was annoyed because SHE had to give up HER seat, on the FRONT row, on the LEFT side of the bus, for this elderly gentleman.

STUPID woman. Can't you see I have LUGGAGES with me? If I had to get up, where would my luggages go? In the gangway?

She should have asked the young man, who had no bags on him on the row in front of me.

SEEMS like a fair decision.

If the elderly really wanted my seat, she could've said, "Excuse me, do you mind offering your seat to the elderly please?". I would've gladly moved.

If she gave up her seat, and the gentleman sat down, then what's the f*cking deal? She wasn't happy, but she only had her handbag, and was probably in her 40s. It's like I did a good deed to help an elderly, but then I want to scold other people for not helping the elderly first, so I ended up having to do it. Doesn't make sense right, I know.

Granted, I should've paid more attention to people boarding. But I have given up my seat to the elderly COUNTLESS times when I only had my backpack, normally on my way to work ok. I think she was just being racist, and thought I looked like an idiot.

Technically, I would not have been at fault, because I was not aware, and I have exercised due diligence ensure the safety and comfort of other bus passengers when I boarded.

This is called act smart but fail.

What life is at the moment

Maybe some of you don't understand what's consuming me so much, that I'm not blogging, facebook-ing, or messenger-ing so much anymore.

WORK.

How hard can work be? EVERYONE works.

Well let me tell you. I'm currently working on:

- My audit project poster & presentation

- My March Development Day coursework

- planning all the extra days I can do for the store

- planning all the off days I want to take in return

- processing my expense claims from the company

- applying for additional study leave

- keeping up with evidence reports and revision

- helping Magic Soc sell Gala Show tickets

- thinking about my future with the company

... and more.

My iCal is flooded at least till June its ridiculous. BUT THANK GOD FOR MY iPHONE & Mac Book Pro !!! My lifesavers. Syncing the messes of my life & plans, allowing access to internet and social network at any small window of time that I have, when I do have it.

And then are plans for the future. Not solid plans, I'm done with those. But I still do need a direction to follow, don't I?

Of course, not forgetting the silly crazy ideas that I sometimes have. That is precisely why I do find a sense of comfort in magic. Last weekend at Blackpool was a blast!

There were a handful of lousy performers, a pinch of pure brilliance, but still pretty darn amazing! There's just something that fills me with child like wonder, when I'm surrounded by magic. It brings it back to basics, where the performer executes an action deemed to be impossible, and entertains the audience. Unbelievable. A precious escape from reality.

Loved it!

Not posting

My first blog entry was early January, but now it's almost the end of February...

I promise that I really did want to blog! But just haven't got the time! I guess really had a proper holiday from everything.

In short: I WAS EVERYWHERE!!!

Between my last blog entry and now, I have been in Oxford, London, Nottingham, Newbury, Blackpool, Dubai, Kuala Lumpur. For some destinations, I have been there more than ONCE. Oh boy. And that's just in a span of under 2 months.

I need to stop traveling. Because I don't have time. It's time now for me to get my head back into pre-reg. Not work. But pre-reg. Revising for my exams, completing whats left for registration in August! (And planning for my summer holiday, which is hopefully abroad)

SOMEONE STOP ME BEFORE I TRAVEL MY WAY TO BANKRUPTCY!!! :(

The New Year 2011 Post

Happy New Year everyone.

Frankly, I think NY's day is overrated. The only thing good about it is a free holiday. Isn't it the same day every year? It is just another day, with slightly more numerical significance.

Fireworks with many sweaty bodies (MAL) / freezing temperatures (UK)? No thank you. Not my kind of thing. Not being able to catch the tube back home after the HAPPY NEW YEAR chant is not the best way to start the year. Wise word from me, hehehe.

The only significance the new year has for me, that another set of new year resolutions are due. I think I made some last year, but by the 364th day, I've forgotten what they were, let alone check if I've accomplished them. My friends, on NY resolutions (only), I am what Big Bird likes to call a N.A.T.O. (No Action Talk Only).

But, I gotta make the New Year count somehow, so I WILL make me some resolutions! (Peer pressure, because everyone is making one, and I'm not only NATO but KIASU)

My New Year Resolutions:

1) To find my 5 other serious NY resolutions by the 5th day

2) To love my myself more: with focus on health and emotions

3) To spend less money on things I don't need

4) To spend more time with friends & family, and less on work

5) To be more environmentally friendly: recycle, save energy

6) To not be a NATO on my 2011 resolutions

That's all for now. Wish me luck. And lucks to all other with resolutions. Don't be a NATO like me.

Digressing...

AM UBER EXCITED ABOUT GOING HOME SOON! Counting down to my holiday in Dubai and going back home... in plus minus 3 weeks. But before that, plenty of loose ends to tie, and work to do before being able to properly enjoy my holiday. Less blog, more work from now.

*MARCHES OFF TO WORK*

Belated posts

What I've done is I've just finished off the posts that I've started, but never quite had the time to finish. I'm pretty sure everyone thought I was frozen in snow in some God forsaken place in UK and forgot to blog. Anyway, they've been finished and posted so you know I have been trying to blog, despite my schedule.

But I'm been a busy bee, in a manner that I cannot comprehend. On a regular working week, I'm knackered by the time I get home. After cooking, eating, washing up, showering, I only have time to check a little bit of FB, my emails, then off to bed I go. Occasionally I go out at night to have a meal at with friends, church, or going to the theatre.

Weekends have been crazy though, if I wasn't working on a Saturday, I'd be out in London, to meet up with friends, satisfy our recent craze with theatre, which I think was infected by yours truly. We watched Wicked, and The Phantom of the Opera recently, and it was utterly FAB!!! I have my eyes on Les Miserables, The Lion King, Madame Butterfly next! Who else wants to join hehehe...

I've been traveling a ridiculous amount on buses and trains, going for regional training in Swindon and Newbury, going to London, Nottingham, Cambridge... I think I'm spending to much money T.T

Anyway, can't wait for Christmas. I need my break, desperately. Proper updates (means less rants and ramblings) next year I suppose =D

By my 22nd birthday

On 10.29pm Dec 4th 2010, I have clocked in 21 full years in my lifetime.

= 252 months

= 7, 665 days

= 183, 960 hours

= 11, 037, 600 minutes

= 662, 256, 000 seconds

(Yes I know my time of birth even, to the minute!)

And I'd like to reflect every significant milestone in the first part of my life. As part of a nostalgic reflex response to old age. Also to kind of wrap everything up, so as to prepare for the next landmark of life, which I suppose is on my 30th birthday *gulp*

Academic wise, I think I did almost everything that was expected of me. Albeit, not quite exceeding expectations, for I was never one that was extraordinarily gifted. But reasonably successful, in a mediocre kind of way.

I survived the entire Malaysian education system: PTS, UPSR, PMR, SPM. That, was an achievement on its own that took up 10 years of my life, up till I was 16. Next up, I conquered 'A' Levels (yay!), and then proceeded to scrape through the most challenging, tormenting challenge yet, The Mortifying MPharm(hons)!!! (Three cheers)

However, The Mortifying MPharm at Nottingham was worth its weight in gold. I secured my job a year prior to graduated, and started my first day a week after graduation. The progression of my life, from one phase to another, was transient but quick! Almost dreamlike, and I am eternally grateful to all that has made this happen for me, be it The Powers That Be, or the support system around me.

On my 21st year, I have achieved:

-agonizingly, an MPharm(hons). So I am now, a GRADUATE, muahahahaha...

-my first proper job, with a very decent starting salary

-watched The Phantom of the Opera (the musical) in London

(been wanting too ever since I read the book in when I was 13)

- been to the world's largest magic convention, and met world champions =D

- organized a huge Gala Show, so successfully it earned the Best Event in uni for 2009/2010.

- booked my first return flight to go home with entirely my self-earned money.

- booked my first overseas holiday with entirely my self-earned money.

(It's not flying UK to a nearby EU country by the way. Get this - I am going to DUBAI in the Middle East. Not EU/ ASIA. And yes I am damn proud of it.)

I couldn't have achieved all that if not for the fabulous people I have around me. My family, and a the loveliest friends one can ever dream of having. I even have to thank people who have made my life difficult/ miserable, because they made me stronger, to be who I am today. Bless you all.

As at 4th December 2010, I have been 4 months into my new job as a Pre-registration Pharmacist. That means I have just over 6 more months until my Registration Exam, which will be the toughest, and most significantly life changing obstacle yet.

My targets before my 22nd birthday will be:

- To pass my registration exam, and get the big fat pharmacist income, to get the respect and recognition that I deserve.

(Trust me, when people see that 'Pharmacist' name on your nametag, they don't easily take the piss out of you, eventhough they've just had an evil go at your dispenser)

- To obtain my UK Driver's license, and buy a my very own car! (a decent second hand, of course!)

Small goals, but Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic, and Timed (SMART). Whoa a Pre-reg competency on its own, hehehe... Wish me luck everyone!

Do Nothing

I could stay at home and do nothing all day. But I locked myself in my room trying to comprehend the gibberish that is Depression, Schizophrenia, Alzheimer's and Epilepsy.

Done happily, in a very warm heated room :)

Had roast turkey for dinner by a real firewood fire :) :)

Occasionally day dreaming about my holiday that I've just booked :):):)

Love my intentional activity free weekends :):):):)

Blair Waldorf

I am watching too much Gossip Girl.

In my attempt to indulge in some less brain consuming activity after work hours, I find myself stumbling into the rabbit hole that is relating to the stories told by Gossip Girl.

And I realized, that I'm very much a Blair Waldorf. In so many ways.

"Dorotha, what's going on with me?"

"You aren't fighting with Mr. Chuck, so you fight with everyone else."

My personal favourite similarity is our attraction to Chuck Bass. Translated into real life, he would be an calculated man, who is determined to achieve success nothing less than great. At the right time, composed and steady, occasionally indulgent and dangerous.

"You two used to be in love, and together you were invincible. But now that you've turned against each other, it's just a matter of time before your mutual destruction... "

He should be the one that will bring out the ultimate best of both individuals.

"What I want is to be a powerful woman. But whenever Chuck's around, I just feel like a weak little girl"

And he should also be the only person who can have the power to affect me that way.

But then again, that's probably everyone's dream man as well. The secret to a good show, is when everyone invests their emotions into the stories while relating to it.

"I wanted to let you know, the treaty is over"

"Fine with me. This pretense of stability was exhausting"

"Being amicable wasn't in our blood. Ever realised we're not friends? Friends have to like each other. And after what happened tonight, I could never like you."

"I could never like you either. In fact, I hate you."

"I never hated anyone, more. "

"Every nerve ending in my body is electrified, by hatred."

"Every fiery pit of hate burning inside me is ready, to explode."

"So it's settled then."

"We're settled."

Quickie continuation

Sometimes, all it takes is just one weekend to turn everything around.

I've just had my 13th week review with my new tutor on Friday. It was an incredibly long discussion, that left me very very satisfied in the end. She does not work Fridays. Taking into consideration that she travelled all the way to work, plucked me out from the dispensary, bought me F&B at Costa while we had our review, I am super pleased with my new tutor. My previous tutor was good too, she did her best with the limited number of hours that she had. But THIS, is a world apart by far! Relevant paperwork signed off and ready to go, future progress plans to put in place. Watch out because this prereg is putting her foot down on the accelerator. VROOMMMM!!!

That's work sorted. Now on to Finances.

Last weekend I was in Cambridge with a few lovely Pharmey girls. This weekend, I'm in Oxford again as a good girl, eager to sort her life out. I am very pleased to have joined two new banks, with FULL intention to leave my current bank. Overall I am extremely glad to have remembered that a good bank can make my money work as hard as I do, instead of sitting there, growing not bigger, and not just mould. It is risky, what I've done, committing to 2 banks, to make the most of the small savings that I'm starting out with. This means I have a bit of 'banking homework' to do every month. But I believe the rewards at the end could be very much worthwhile, even so if I had managed them properly. Before I take on the world, I must be able to manage my own world. The benefits are always here to be reaped, but visible only for those who seek. If all goes well, I will apply for my very own (not daddy's supplementary) credit card.

Groceries have been sorted which is good! Laundry I will do tomorrow. I'm looking forward to go out for a couple of theatre performances in November with a good friend. Dinner with at least 3 other lovely people in Oxford is super overdue. Frankly I'm delighted with how I'm gradually gaining social life in quaint little (okay not so little) Oxford, despite working full time, and being away from town almost every weekend. Happy as I am with creating a mini social life, I am still determined to keep this to a happy medium because this year could make a huge difference to my career, and thus my future. I need to plan with utmost care.

Plus a new hair cut from Toni & Guy Oxford with Holly to boot!

Am super pleased with how she made my wish come true. BIG HAIR, with just a tiny bit of length cut off. When I think I look good, I feel good :)

Overall, am very pleased with how everything has settled now. 16 weeks completed of my first full time permanent job. 36 to go.

Quickie Lunch Break Update

A lunch break 'quikie' update.

The past couple of months of my life would have beat the drama on Gossip Girl flat. Like FLAT. I am so through with the chaos. For November, I foresee the erratic patterns calm down. In order to do that I'll need a little extra time and energy. And set my life straight.

One of the most important updates that I am very proud to announce, is that I've set my finances straight. New solutions and investments have been put in place, and we'll see where that'll take me.

On the other hand, I am putting travel plans on a temporary hold. I've visited many of my friends, and heard all sorts. For most of them, I am very very pleased to see them doing so well. Especially my classmates. I am, truly proud of them for coping so well after they've taken flight away from our Nottingham 'nest'. It inspires me to keep overcoming the adversities life is throwing at me in my career.

Work is improving, but the process is painfully slow. I'm doing something about it. Call me impatient, but I'm not going to be held back.

To be continued... (probably on my next lunch break)

Missing nose

If you're looking for my nose, it's lost somewhere either in the Drug Tariff or the British National Formulary.

Crikey, I've been at it all day. Another gem of a weekend, where I do not have any other obligations to see to. Coincidently my landlady's away for the weekend as well, which I instantly took advantage of to sing at the top of my lungs ala X-factor in the shower. Gotta love days like this. RARE days for me.

Next weekday AND weekend I'm traveling, yet again. I really should learn to stop but the temptation of meeting friends is stronger than the fatigue biochemical signals within my body.

It just dawned on me that I finally understood what Katy Perry was singing about in Hot 'N Cold. It was about experiencing the FLU!!!

I'm singing it while I'm downing my paracetamols...

I feel hot then I'm cold

Fever yes and then no

I'm in bed then I'm out

I'm up then I'm down

vs.

Cause you're hot then you're cold

You're yes then you're no

You're in then you're out

You're up then you're down

Lucky that I turned down all appointments for this weekend. for a little 'me' time. Or sick time. Perhaps the only time when I'm not expected to be productive, or professional, or active. It's refreshing to be a lazy slob again. Doesn't matter if I were a sick slob, still feels undeniably good :)

I'm proud of me self for reorganizing the room, filed away my own documents, did my laundry PLUS beddings, changed my wardrobe into warmer clothes, and did some quality studying. All done with a trusty box of Sainsbury's Facial Tissues securely clasped under my arm to overcome my runny nose.

Ahhhh~ Sometimes bring antisocial is relaxing...