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Entries from March 2007

Are You Running on Adrenaline?

March 30, 2007 · Leave a Comment

You Are Running on 69% Adrenaline

Your Adrenaline Level: Borderline Dangerous

You’re running around so fast, you don’t realize how quickly life is passing you by.
While you may be getting a lot done, you’re on the go lifestyle is probably wearing you out.

Are You Running on Adrenaline?

So I guess this explains the chronic fatigue syndrome

Categories: writings

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March 27, 2007 · 2 Comments

I don’t even have time to have a nervous breakdown.

Categories: Life's Lil' Jokes

I have a couple of things to say to someone up there.

March 18, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Lately there seems to be this hole in my pocket, out of which money is leaking out at a scarily scary rate.

  • Car insurance – big rip in pocket
  • Backflip that chocolate milk made onto computer – hole gets bigger
  • Random clothes spending – hole starts to fray even more
  • Parking permit – hole becomes scarily big
  • Prospect of buying even more stuff throughout the year – hole becomes a black hole

This is where I really wish I got paid for making dentures / doing checkups for patients `cos I reckon my special tray is real sweet.

As someone I know would say, I’m spending more than a dentist earns (and I’m not even a dentist yet)

Hmm… I guess I’ll be going hungry for the next few years or so :)

Update my very small and messy ish table now needs to accomodate a keyboard. where am i supposed to STUDY and write normal paper notes?

Update Liquids and computers don’t mix very well

Update For some reason I thought it would be perfectly fine walking outside today. Think again, it’s a fricking 35 degrees.

Update yay I now have wheels and they go zipppp !
(anyone who disses my driving doesn`t get to sit in my car. That means everyone except Chelle, Jake and parents) :D

(I would go for a drive because it destresses me… except I’d have to pay for petrol. Did I mention the rip in my pocket?)

Categories: Life is a Bitch · Life's Lil' Jokes

Bad Day

March 13, 2007 · Leave a Comment

I`d have to say, that all in all if I had to rate my day from 0 – 10, 10 being the best day, this one takes the cake as one of the worst days I’ve had in my life (other examples being me crying and wetting my pants in front of the cl- nevermind.)

bad event 1 the day started off with me receiving a bad phone call.

bad event 2
i ended up sleeping at 1.30 (was supposed to go to bed at 11.30)

bad event 3
today the lift wasn`t working as usual. So I took my stair keys off the bunch of random keys by the bedside drawer (you need keys to enter and exit the stairwell). Turns out I took the keys to the storeroom.

bad event 4 missed the normal bus I catch at 7.27am. Had to catch the 7.47 bus. waited agggesssssss for it.

bad event 5 go to lab, happily hydrates the stone casts in order to duplicate them … only to realise they’re out of duplicating agar

bad event 6 looks at the acrylic plate she`s been working on, realises its shit and starts a new one

bad event 7 after an hour on working on the new one, as she is giving it a final polish, it catches in the disc, goes “CLACK”, flies across the room (her heart kind of does a fly across the room too), and breaks in half.

bad event 8 Decides to screw the acrylic plate, work on the wax up of a lateral. Makes the lateral incisor look anorexic. *#&@&$^Y#&

bad event 9 decides to screw labwork, go down into clinic to make a call and book a patient in for monday. whilst flipping through her appointment book, gets a papercut.

bad event 10 patient on monday cancels

bad event 11 realizes that by now the duplicating machines should be working! Duplicate 1 cast successfully, and the agar runs out just before she starts on the second cast

bad event 12 ate too much for lunch, became very full

bad event 13 during the practical test, kind of went around in a hazy/sleepy mood. Hand slips 4 or so times. Adjacent tooth looks like a sword was hacking into it. In addition, one of the slips turns my finger into a bloody war zone.

bad event 14 Pumped up by herself finishing the acrylic plate, she goes to do her ortho work… only to realize the cast she was supposed to work on? MIA. As are the pliers she had.

bad event 15 after (FINALLY) duplicating the 2nd cast, she learns from Mr. Poon – primary/diagnostic casts need not be duplicated.

bad event 16 whilst attempting to do a wax relief/blockout of her casts, the wax kind of spills everywhere. Including the open cut sustained during her test (&#^Y@*#&@*(@!&*)

bad event 17 got home, starts cutting up some meat for dinner. realized the knife wasn’t cutting. furthermore, realized that the knife blade edge was facing towards finger. Finger now has a new cut.

bad event 19 received the mail – 70++ bucks on home phone bill ! WTF !

bad event 20 whilst showering, burning sensation as the water hits her makes her realize she has YET another cut on her other index finger

bad event 21 she now cannot dig her nose. lol

so as a summary, clare now has 3 new cuts on her finger and is going owwww…..!

the only good points in my day involved my lunchbreak, good company and a phone call telling me MY CAR IS READY ON THURSDAY!

(then I realised I had to go to os-fricking-bourne park to collect it)

Categories: Life is a Bitch

March 11, 2007 · Leave a Comment

THE GREATEST ADVICE -Rick Warren, the Purpose Driven Life

Don’t date because you are desperate.
Don’t marry because you are miserable.
Don’t have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don’t philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don’t associate with people you can’t trust.
Don’t cheat. Don’t lie. Don’t pretend.
Don’t dictate because you are smarter.
Don’t demand because you are stronger.

Don’t sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don’t hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don’t sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don’t stagnate!

Don’t regress.
Don’t live in the past. Time can’t bring anything or anyone back.
Don’t put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don’t throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because your
biological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life’s more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don’t bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, and
dangerous liaisons.
Don’t abandon your responsibilities but don’t overdose on duty.

Don’t live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don’t commit when you are not ready.
Don’t keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don’t postpone it.
Say those words. Don’t let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society’s scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don’t wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you – except YOU.

It isn’t true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
Don’t lose faith in God.
Don’t grow old. Just grow YOU!

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you’ll never get back.
Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to
someone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is
T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves

Categories: writings

THE GREATEST ADVICE -Rick Warren, the Purpose Dri…

March 11, 2007 · Leave a Comment

THE GREATEST ADVICE -Rick Warren, the Purpose Driven Life

Don’t date because you are desperate.
Don’t marry because you are miserable.
Don’t have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don’t philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don’t associate with people you can’t trust.
Don’t cheat. Don’t lie. Don’t pretend.
Don’t dictate because you are smarter.
Don’t demand because you are stronger.

Don’t sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don’t hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don’t sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don’t stagnate!

Don’t regress.
Don’t live in the past. Time can’t bring anything or anyone back.
Don’t put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don’t throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because your
biological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life’s more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don’t bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, and
dangerous liaisons.
Don’t abandon your responsibilities but don’t overdose on duty.

Don’t live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don’t commit when you are not ready.
Don’t keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don’t postpone it.
Say those words. Don’t let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society’s scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don’t wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you – except YOU.

It isn’t true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
Don’t lose faith in God.
Don’t grow old. Just grow YOU!

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you’ll never get back.
Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to
someone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is
T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves

Categories: writings

Survey

March 11, 2007 · Leave a Comment


The very detailed Perfect guy survey
His Look:
Name:: Pronounceable (unlike that first year Dent guy with the name ‘Pasteur’)
Hair Colour:: Black, Blue, Red, what’s in a colour?
Hair Style (long, short, bowl cut, cornrows, etc) :: As long as he has hair I’m glad. :)
Eye colour:: I always had this thing for Green eyes
Age:: Older or the same age. NO ONE YOUNGER euurgggh >.
Height:: Taller than me :P NO ONE SHORTER !
Size:: errr. not skinnier than me (that would be hard).
Body build:: Ummm, somewhat defined?
Ethnicity:: Asian, Malay, Malay-mixed, white, white mixed!
Glasses?: Whatever
Piercings?: Maybe ;) nothing too obvious. 1 ear stud would be cool.
Chest hair?: NOoooOoOOoOoOoO
big ol booty? or no?:
label: guys have… labels?
His Mind
in school?: Yep ;) intellectual
what does he want be/do when he grows up?: Anything – I like guys with ambition.
Can he speak another language, if yes what?: Yes he can (I don`t care what)
Can he read music?: Yeah
Can he read guitar tabs?: Hell yeah!!
Can he play guitar?: DEFINITELY :P and sing along to
piano?: Errr… ok, either guitar or piano.
the drums?: NooOoOOOo can you sing to the drums? nooo. unless he plays the drums AS WELL AS some other instrument
some other instrument?: errrr see above
Can he write music?: Hmmm. If it’s good music yes. If it’s ultimate emo sappy random shit, no :P (BTW i’m not talking about jay chou/teddy geiger emo, i’m talking about i want to kill myself emo)
Will he write songs about you?: NO. that comes under sappy yucky pukey emo
Will he write poems about you?: hahaa. errr. maybe.
Will he be artistic in some way?: yep !
Will he “blind you with science?”: what, throw lithium in my eyes?
His Style
Party hopper or stay at home?: Both :)
Straight A student of Drop out?: Intellectual. What do you think?
Does he have a best friend?: Yehhh durh (no, not his dog)
is it you?: I … don’t know?
Is he straight or bi?: Trii ;) HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH.
Religious? what type?: Whatever.
Virgin? till marriage or till “the rite time”?: As the guy? Hmmm….thats hard. I’ll reserve judgement
Should he be able to bake or cook?: *nods. Me cannot cook. He has to know how to cook!
Is it okay for him to have a lot of gal pals?: Yeah whatever :P
Out-going or shy?:: Both
Should he watch chick-flicks?:: YESSSS like duh.
Would he be a smoker?:: NO. euuuwwwww. Me no like smokers.
drinking?:: The occasional drink . None of tihs gordon spewing up stuff.
cursing?: I … don`t like cursing much :(
does he play football(US)?: Rugby? Yeah !! Have you seen people who play rugby? They have like hugggee muscles and are really hot *think of the ACS guys*
soccer?: Yeah
baseball?: errr… i don’t know
basketball?: Yeh.. it makes him taller!
rugby?: Errrrr…. (refer to above)
golf?: Hmmm.
does he drag race?: Yeah why not?
does he have a “pimped up” ride?: Er, no.
Can he surf?: YES :P that would be hot
skateboard?: Skateboard gives people nice abs so yes.
snowboard?: Snow…err… do we have snow? No?
Would he have an accent?: BRITISH ACCENTS yay !
Anything else?:
You and Him *last part!*
Does he kiss on the first date?:: Yeah ;)
Where does he take you?: Anywhere
Does he pay?: Anything
Would he lay under the stars with you and spout random philosophies?: Er, on the first date? That would be … freaky
Would he use endearments?: Not on the first date
Would you hold hands?: Ditto
Would you ever stay the nite at his place?: Ditto
Would he give you flowers/candy or a big expensive gift.: Depends on how long we know each other.
Would he walk you to your door at the end o the nite?: Yes :) It`s only polite!
How would he propose?: to quote tiff, on one knee. and he says “if you`ll say that you`ll marry me, i`ll make you the 2nd happiest person alive. ”
Lastly, after you meet, get hitched, etc. What do u name your kids?: Noooo idea :P
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Categories: writings

Skinny Jeans Alert

March 10, 2007 · Leave a Comment

So, today I went out into the city right? (sees random imaginary audience nod their heads) And on the way back, I realised the bus was going to arrive in 40 minutes, and so I thought it would be a perfectly acceptable idea to go window shopping (:

I have always had this … not hate, but less than enthusiastic idea of skinny jeans. No idea why, but apparently skinny jeans is “the trend” to follow. Everyone is seemingly swearing undying allegiance to the fad of skinny jeans, with the forwardthinking fashionatas first leading the trend of skinny jeans tucked into boots – now, you see them everywhere!


Well i’m getting distracted *rapid backpedalling*. Well I saw the pair of perfect skinny jeans that actually looked alright – according to InStyle, not everyone is suited to wearing skinny jeans. And I totally agree. For example, -

YES. Don’t you agree? It seems (quite disturbingly) that guys these days are very very VERY into skinny jeans. More often than not, it’s those wannabe japanese / actual japanese / punk rockers / emos / goths that wear black eyeliner, have black black hair, pale skin and are tortured souls that try to pull of this look.

I`m sure you`ve seen this look around.

Hmmm. Weird weird people.

Morale of the Story – Guys, please leave the skinny jeans to
a) Girls
b) Your wardrobe
c) Your dog
d) The Rolling Stones
e) Johnny Depp

Categories: Happytimes · Life's Lil' Jokes
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Differences between men & women

March 6, 2007 · Leave a Comment

LOL! Got this from an email!

When a man goes on a date he wonders if he is going to get lucky. A woman already knows.
– Frederick Ryder

Women need a reason to have sex — men just need a place.
– Billy Crystal.

I love the lines the men use to get us into bed. “Please, I’ll only put it in for a minute.” What am I, a microwave?
– Beverly Mickins (American comedienne)

Do you know why God withheld the sense of humor from women? So that we may love you instead of laugh at you.
– Mrs. Patrick Campbell (English actress)

A woman’s appetite is twice that of a man’s; her sexual desire, four times; her intelligence, eight times.
– Sanskrit proverb

There’s very little advice in men’s magazines, because men don’t think there’s a lot they don’t know. Women do. Women want to learn. Men think, “I know what I’m doing, just show me somebody naked.”
– Jerry Seinfeld

You know why God is a man? Because if God was a woman she would have made sperm taste like chocolate.
– Carrie Snow

Women still remember the first kiss after men have forgotten the last.
– Remy de Gourmant (French writer)

A man loses his sense of direction after four drinks; a woman loses hers after four kisses.
– H.L. Mencken (American writer, 1888-1956)

When women hold off from marrying men, we call it independence. When men hold off from marrying women, we call it fear of commitment.
– Warren Farrell (American Psychologist)

Only two things are necessary to keep one’s wife happy. One is to let her think she is having her own way, and the other is to let her have it.
– Lyndon B. Johnson

God made man before woman to give him time to think of an answer for her first question.
– Anonymous

Categories: writings

Reality has its’ own Middle Finger

March 5, 2007 · Leave a Comment

How I hurt people when I didn’t mean that. Karma always followed after.

How the people I loved walk away from me, and how a trust so strong just vanished as if it never meant to be.

Beautiful tales, ugly chronicles, sorrow, pain and cold happiness jump in my life one right after the other.

“Count your blessings instead of sheep” that’s what people said to me. Yes, I do admire how life gave me wondrous coincidences that always happen and I believe it was something destined to be. The state of emergency is where I want to be.

I’m thankful for my life, friends with their laughter and enemies with their lies that make me realize how life is just one package of drama, reality, a bold and strong feeling called truth.

Just how people manage to make it as attractive or hideous as they want it to be.

But one thing for sure I’m fed up with this episode.

I need a getaway, someone that dares to take me somewhere I could test my courage on life’s ugliest side. Like New York, where individualistic is the only thing that matters, or Europe, where I can die artistically among the true meaning of art, and perhaps Japan, where I can taste a bit of radical fashion & technology of the future. Dreaming of distant imagination brought me back to the same moonlight. It`s just bright and quiet, shining on my optimism of a new life. I know when I’m not here anymore, I’m still looking at the same full moon…it never changes.

Categories: Reflection