tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59340227142972718342024-03-14T11:12:16.021+10:00Bl3h.TJust another form of procrastination...BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-2539062710424626992011-09-26T23:22:00.000+10:002011-09-26T23:22:04.098+10:00Starting AfreshI am thinking about shutting down this blog and just starting a new one. The reason why I started this blog was because I wanted to be just like my ex and have a blog and hopefully blog about all my exciting times with the one I love and to document how our relationship grew. However, after breaking up, I realised that I started this for all the wrong reasons. Blogs should be about myself and should be done because I want to and not for someone else. Hence, <a href="http://www.theanomalousconformer.blogspot.com/">www.theanomalousconformer.blogspot.com</a> was born.<br />
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Even though no one probably reads this blog, I am going to start afresh and blog about the me and only me :) I know its probably not going to be interesting or that some people may find it even boring, but its me for you. Its going to be all about me, my journey as I find the place where I belong and along the way all the experiences, the good times, the hard times, the sexy times, the sad times, the yummy times and every time in between as well. Im excited about starting anew and hopefully i will do a better job at it this time.<br />
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BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-72949810745591842332011-09-24T19:34:00.001+10:002011-09-24T19:34:10.604+10:00My dreams are coming true... Haven't blogged in a long while now. I've been so busy with uni, ive barely had the time. Time has been flying by. This year is almost at an end and in just over 2 months time I will be graduating! *throws hat into air* I so excited about it. I've finally reached that stage in life where I'm a real adult, going out into the adult work, doing adult-y things haha<br />
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However, I will still be a student after I graduate as I finally got into the course that I have always dreamed of doing. As a result I've decided to reward myself by going on an overseas trip. Even though it wasnt how I dreamed of at the start of the year, but that's all in the past now and I've only got a bright future to look forward to :D I will be going on an Asian Trip Extravaganza!! Even though its all by myself, im starting to feel im going to like it that way. No baggage (literally and figuraively), no need to take into account what other people think, I can do whatever I like, when I like....and best of all...who i like :P I am definitely going to enjoy this trip so much and hopefully meet many more people along the way. This year is going to go out with a BANG! Visiting 4 Different Countries over 4 weeks on a single airline! Malaysia, Singapore, Hong Kong and Macau! I am SOOOO EXCITED!! Christmas in Singapore, New Years in Hong Kong!<br />
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I think this trip will definitely help me grow and become more independent and to let loose before I commit myself for the rest of my life in my dream career. I mean another 4 years of uni means I'm going to be living off 2 minute noodles and takeaway, but its all worth it in the end. Until next time, I will try to blog more often even though circumstances have changed, but I promised myself this will be my own virtual diary from now on, even if nobody reads this :P<br />
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BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-67374806181403235672011-08-14T13:51:00.000+10:002011-08-14T13:51:00.017+10:00Silly Love Songs<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i>All you need is love. </i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i>Love is like oxygen.</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i> Love is a many-splendored thing.</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i>Love lifts us up to where we belong.</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i>All you need is love.</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;">Enough with these lyrics but it is Moulin Rouge. I dont know if its because of the singing or the dancing or the glamour or the love story that does it, but I am completely and utterly in love with this movie. The very first time I watched it, I remember I couldnt peel my eyes off the TV even as a 12 year old boy that didnt even understand what love was. The fancy costumes and the catchy tunes caught my attention and I was sitting on the edge of my seat during each and every ad break, waiting for Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman to 'WOW' me with another song. </span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;">Watching it again just brought back all those memories of a kid when I watched it. But this time, I have gone through so much more and have fallen in love and gone through breakups and all<i>. </i>I dont know if its because of this that I feel like I am even more madly and deeply in love with this movie than before. It has given me hope again that one day I will find someone who will be willing to do everything they possibly can for just one more second with me. But until I find that person, I guess all i have are these silly love songs. </span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"><br />
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So the possibilities include:<br />
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2. Move to Singapore and work in a pharmacy as a pre-registration pharmacist<br />
3. Stay on the Gold Coast and live at home while I work as a pre-registration pharmacist<br />
4. Move to another major city and work<br />
5. Move to a country town and work<br />
6. Work in disneyland in FLORIDA, USA!!! hahaha<br />
7. Travel and chill out with the little money I have, maybe apply for the holiday and work visa in Malaysia or other country <br />
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So many options right? Right now, they are all dependent on whether I get offers such as with medicine and with singapore and stuff but I have applied and I am apparently going to receive a telephone interview with someone from Guardian Pharmacies about possible opportunities of working there. Now THAT is exciting!!! All of them sound really good, the least appealing would either be staying at home or going to a country town as I feel like I need a change after doing the same thing for so long. Damn it...if only I actually had readers on my blog then they could help me decide! haha Oh well, you cant have everything right?<br />
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Travelling is very appealing to me right now...however, the thing is I think eventually I want to settle down and come back and live in Australia and own a nice house and have a stable job. however if i move then I dont think i'll have a secure job when I come back, which is kinda sad haha but at least i'd have fun for the however many years i spend abroad right? Anyway if people actually read this blog, then HELP ME DECIDE!! haha<br />
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Welcome Home - Radical Face<br />
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Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun. And the days blur into one. <br />
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done.<br />
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline,<br />
like a row of captured ghosts, over old dead grass. Was never much, but we made the most. <br />
Welcome Home.<br />
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Ships are launching from my chest. Some have names, but most do not. If you find one, please, let me know what piece I've lost.<br />
Peel the scars from off my back. I don't need them anymore. You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars.<br />
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All my nightmares escaped my head. Bar the door, please don't let them in. You were never supposed to leave. Now my head's splitting at the seams. And I don't know if I can...<br />
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Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs, press into my skin again. <br />
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What Im trying to get is that have you ever noticed in the pharmacy there are so many types of Panadol products out there, such as normal panadol, then theres panadol back and neck, panadol back and neck long lasting. I mean they ALL contain exactly the same thing! just 500mg of paracetamol..theres nothing special about them which makes it only travel to the back and neck..it targets the whole body. the thing is you can get a box of 100 panadol tablets for about $10 dollars maybe (or $2 for a no-name brand) but you will be paying up to $6-9 for 24 tablets of the back and neck even though its the same thing. I have had customers who have specifically requested for the back and neck ones despite me explaining its the same thing...but because they saw on tv that it targets the baack and neck, they ONLY want that one haha I would definitely be looking to spend those few dollars that ive saved somewhere else...like a big bowl of ice cream or something.<br />
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Then there are those products which have had a 'special advertisement' on one of our news programs about how amazing and how godly the effects of those medicines are. Then guaranteed the next day, hundreds of people will come and ask for that product and all stock will be sold out in like 5 seconds. This was the case with shark cartilage arthritis creams, green tea diet pills, Pawpaw creams, Goat's milk soap. However, after about 2 weeks the hype dies down and no body buys them anymore...If they were that good, people would keep buying them right? its all thanks to advertising that makes or breaks these products, even in the pharmacy where we put customers health in first...haha<br />
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Right now I am completing the final semester of my study and after that I can finally place B.Pharm next to my name :D although 4 years ago I went into this thinking this will only be a stepping stone and it was my second choice but after spending so much time on something and thinking about the vast opportunities it could bring me...it doesnt sound so bad anymore! Yesterday I decided that if I dont receive an offer for medicine then I would move to singapore at the end of the year and look for a job as a pharmacist there and complete a year training there and possibly even stay and work for a few years before going on to another country, such as USA or Canada. I only just turning 21 at the end of the year so there is no reason to have commitments or a full-time job for the rest of my life yet. This time is "me time" and for me to go out there and experience the world! Plus, I can develop a VERY impressive CV when I do decide to settle and come back to Australia where I think I will eventually live and 'plant my roots'. <br />
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For the first time in my life, I feel as if for the past 20 years of my life, I have been living inside one of those plastic bubbles and now it has finally popped and I am out here by myself. I have been sheltered by my parents, my lover, my friends and even I didnt want to leave that bubble. But now it kinda feels like a lie, the world that I used to believe in, where happy endings exists and bad things don't happen, doesnt really exist. I have also been so focused on thinking about others I didnt even have time to think about me. Thinking about how I can change myself or do things to make those around me more happy. That has always been what I tried to aim for. But now i feel, "what about me? where do i fit in?". If you do all that for others, what happens when they leave? what will I have left? and I came to the conclusion that it would be a person that has changed so much that myself wouldnt recognise or like. Thinking about the things I have done in the past was quite stupid and silly but right now theres no point in looking back and trying to change the past. All I can do is thank the people who has helped me reach this point in life which allows me to get out of this fantasy of mine and live a real and fulfilling life. <br />
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Anyway I recently found out my result for my "life-changing test" that I did a few months ago...the one which cut my Malaysian holiday short..but I did really well! I am so happy with it I was practically jumping up and down on the train that afternoon :) I don't know if it's good enough to get me into what I want but at least I gave it my best shot. See I probably could have left Malaysia the day before my exam! :P even if it doesn't work out ive got several backup plan which is always a good thing. One of which is taking a gap year after I graduate to Malaysia. <br />
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I was looking this up and found that australians are able to spend 1 year in Malaysia (visa free) as a part of some student exchange program. I'm actually wondering how many of us go over there compared to the number of malaysians that come over here haha but there are several terms of agreement. Some of which are quite funny I found:<br />
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I found 1 and 2 very funny but I guess I can cross those off my list of things to do while I'm there. No pharmacy. No spas. Damn...I think even if I get into uni again next year one of these years I will take this gap year up. It will be an opportunity to be independent and to be an adult for once in my life, which lately i haven't seem to be doing. And of course it's another holiday :P<br />
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I don't want to grow old, just to grow up and stop acting like a child. Recently I did some things which was very childish and just plain idiotic and being conned like a 12 year old. Im so angry at myself but I just keep doing it I seriously need to grow up. I feel that I missed or skipped the point when you say to yourself "ok I'm gonna grow up now and stop playing video games and watching cartoons and just grow up. Unfortunately I never snapped out of that phase and still do most of those childish things like throw fits when I don't get what I want, talk and act like a kid, being sheltered by my parents, having stupid dreams and hopes like having a happily ever after ending and everyone is nice like Mary poppins. <br />
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I really want and need to snap out of this before anything worse happens. I desperately need to grow up and not look back. I need to accept my responsibilities as an adult and stop thinking like a child. But how? How do I just click my fingers and just grow up? <br />
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I am doing it for his own good. He is falling apart and theres nothing I can do about it. Theres holes in the casing and all the stuff in side has broken up into pieces. Its just not the same anymore. All the childhood memories of it, I want to keep everything the same so i think its best for me to break up now. Before things change or it starts breaking even more that I cant recognise it anymore. So for now I'm gonna try to live without it and see whether it is time for me to throw it out. Its not like when I get married I can bring it along with me. <br />
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I do feel quite bad about throwing it out because i've had it for so long. Maybe i'll just keep it somewhere but not use it. However, the temptation is still there so maybe it is best to just rip it off fast like a bandaid and just give it away or throw it. Someone else has been eyeing my pillow for a while now....my nephew haha So maybe it is best to just give up and pass it on to someone else...to make some more childhood memories. This is goodbye then. <br />
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I am going to take a year off to travel and sightsee as well as learn to become independent. In a cliche way, it means i am going on a journey to find myself, kinda like Julia Roberts in Eat Pray Love, except hopefully it will entail much MUCH more fun than her journey. I am really excited about this idea, and at the same time scared. I'm afraid the year off will not be enough to try and find myself and what I really want to do in the future. I'm also scared of going on that journey alone, but the excitement of travelling does weight out these fears for now. I want to travel around Asia, America, Canada and maybe Europe..<strong>IF</strong> i have the money. Hopefully it wont be an issue, and if it does, I've decided to temporarily work overseas in little jobs, such as bartending, waitering, office work etc. <br />
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Another incident also happened on the train. I was minding my own business on the train and there was an empty seat next to me. As I was playing <strike>pokemon </strike>some game on my nintendo ds trying to kill time, this old lady came and sat next to me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her looking at me, then looking at what I was doing/what game I was playing and then looked at me again. When I looked up, i saw that she had the most digusted look on her face, as if i was watching porn on the train...I had no idea what her problem was with me playing a ds, but she got her stuff and moved and sat next to some old guy in front of me...Seriously, what did I do?!<br />
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At this moment, I feel like someone had made a mistake in my life and given me all this happiness and good times which I never really deserved and is about to be all taken back. I'd like to think that maybe after this hard time that i'm going through, I will evenutally get the 'sweet' back. I have always believed in things such as karma and what comes around, goes around. I know there are those that think these are just things innocent and naive people say, but I really do...or at least did. But right now, I am seriously that even if you do good for your whole life, sacrifice everything for your family and friends, all you get is pain and suffering. There is no cycle. There is no karma. Maybe it is what nice and innocent people say even when things go wrong. So why don't we all just break the law, do bad things...its all going to be the same outcome. Just look at all the rich people in the world...i bet you all of them has done bad things just to get to where they are.<br />
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This morning, as I sat at my table trying to wait for my water to boil so I could make my coffee, I was contemplating how it would be so cool if I could speak like 10 different languages fluently. Not only could I understand people when they gossip about me or when they are scolding me in some random language, I would be able to meet so many new friends from all over the world. Unfortunately, I'm only fluent in two languages, Cantonese and english, and I mildly know of mandarin and Japanese..only a little bit. I have had several experiences, especially during my trip to Malaysia, I've had people give me death stares and then gossip to the girl/guy next to them in Malay or something or other. At the time I shrugged it off and thought they are probably just saying how handsome I was...haha but how I really wish I knew what they said..since I can't remember what they said, I'll just leave as they told me I was very <i>kecak</i> =)<br />
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I have learnt other languages before but I am not very language orientated. I learnt Japanese for about 6-7 years and I still can't speak it fluently. In other words, I'm a language dumbass :) I have already forgotten so much of it mainly because nobody speaks to me in Japanese nor do I ever practise. (if anyone is willing to give me free lessons, feel free to leave me a message :P) I don't know if anyone has ever noticed but there are some languages that sounds good and even sexy but then there are those that just sound rude and like their arguing even though it's a simple hello....here is the end of my "nothing" post and aren't you glad I wasted like 10 minute of your life :P hehehe <br />
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Its also funny how when I confront my parents about not wanting to just meet some daughter of a auntie of a close friend's cousin, and they ALWAYS, without fail, say to me "why not? an extra friend never hurts!". I mean seriously...how much would you know about this 'girl'? Maybe she's a drug dealer, or maybe shes running a black market for child sex slaves haha you get what the picture...Unfortunately, my parents do not. And until that day, when they finally realise that after that meeting, I am probably never going to speak or even see that 'nice girl' ever again, let alone ask her to be your girlfriend or to marry her, I will probably have to continue to <strike>suffer</strike> go on these match-making sessions. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://scottthong.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/tigermom1.jpg?w=450" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="316" r6="true" src="http://scottthong.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/tigermom1.jpg?w=450" width="320" /></a></div>I think this occurs with almost all asian parents, especially mine as they probably won't be too happy if I brought back a caucasian girl as a daughter-in-law. Even though they have said the little speech about "As long as you are happy" several times in my life, my mum has always been edging for an asian girlfriend, through <strike>subtle</strike> hints, such as "i'll teach your girlfriend how to cook and make chinese soup" and "if you find a <em>guai lo </em>girlfriend, how will i communicate with her??". Which sorts of <em>guai lo</em> do you see making chinese soup? As a result, I have suffered through many of these match-making sessions just so I could meet the nice asian girl that my parents always wanted. <br />
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My parents also like to use the excuse of 'planning ahead' and say 'you never know, you guys could become really good friends, shes a really nice girl". Just like how even at the age of 16/17, my feet COULD grow and fit into that shoe that was bought purposely 2 sizes too big so I could have room to grow. haha Don't get me wrong I am not making fun of asian parents, and especially not mine (mum, dad I LOVE YOU!). Its just I find it funny how everyone of my asian friends have experienced this and none of us has met the girl/guy of our dreams yet...so maybe someone could announce it on skynews or today tonight here in australia and maybe then mums will finally give up on these so-called 'meeting new friends slash i want you to meet your future wife" sessions........<br />
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It was nice to see a few people from my high school whom I haven't seen since...well, graduating haha which was in 2007. With some it was awkward trying to make conversation after the intial "Hey! What are you up to these days?", whereas others it was just a non-stop gossip session. However, it was still much much better than being stuck at home trying to write about drugs. <br />
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During one of the gossiping sessions, we were all trying to decide on the sexual orientation of another friend of ours who has always been...hmm how do i say it...leaning towards the feminine side a bit more than usual. Apparently, there are things which can tell you if a person is gay or not. Although not entirely fool proof, but he told me that there is a higher chance of a person who has their hair that goes anti-clockwise (i.e. at that spot on the top of your head) of being gay than straight. I think he said it was about 30% to 10%. Also if your ring finger was longer than your index then there is also a higher chance of being gay. I really don't know how much I believe of that but its interesting how people can try and figure out which side you play for by just looking at your head or hands. So girls, before you go out and meet a new boyfriend take a look at their hands and the hair to avoid any unnecessary awkwardness further down in the relationship. hahaha :P<br />
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We also talked about having a gaydar and being able to feel a 'vibe' when around people who are on the same team as you. It seemed a bit derogatory for a bit as if gay people have a sixth sense and can smell out 'their own kind' haha but i guess its a term that everyone uses nowadays. Throughout this conversation I was trying not to laugh as my friend (who is gay) talked to me and my bestie's girlfriend about he knows who's gay and whose not by their body language and whether they give him the 'fuck me' face hahaha I told him to show me and to me it just seemed a bit like he was constipated or at least trying to do a number 2. hahahaha O.O<br />
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Overall it was a good night catching up with my friends and just having a bit of fun talking nonense and joking around. I don't think I've had any fun since I've been back from Malaysia and I have missed having it. Hopefully there will be more parties and more catching up in the near future. hehe<br />
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Doing the one month placement in a hospital in penang was not all fun and games..(well actually it was, but it wasnt supposed to) as I am supposed to write a 1500 word report on my experimental findings and also a 10-15 minute presentation including powerpoint on it. This is to apparently enhance both mine and my future colleague's learning....*cough*bs*cough* haha As you would imagine, since it was my first time in Malaysia , I did not do a lot of 'project-ing' but rather did heaps of travelling and eating and shopping etc. etc. You get the point...In other words, I left my project to the last minute haha anyone would have done the same right?? hahaha<br />
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I seriously cannot believe that I am in my last year of my pharmacy degree. During my placement, everyone was very surprised to find out that by the age of 21, I will have graduated and only be one year away from being a full fledged pharmacist. It actually feels quite surreal to me even thinking about it. If I saw myself as the one in charge of the pharmacy, or someone as young as me, I probably wouldn't listen to he/she said because I would be thinking, "does this little kid even know his stuff?!" In all the advertisements on tv, the pharmacist is almost ALWAYs someone old and has white hair and wearing a white coat. However, I fit NONE of those credentials haha well other than the fact that I have a 'few' white hairs on my head....<br />
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</div>Hopefully I will be able to pass this year. My baby tells me that I need more faith in myself, but it still have a not-so-tiny doubt in my head as to whether I can do this or not. but for now, I need to concentrate on my project! I'll tell you guys the topic of my project so you will sympathise with my situation here. Its on 'The Incidence of Drug Interactions in a Hospital Setting, and whether the methods in place at that hospital is effective in identifying and preventing these interactions from occurring". Its a mouthful, I know. Trying writing a report on it.....<br />
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After reading several blogs, I have become inspired by all the dreams and ambitions that they have. Ive come to realize nobody just hands you your dream on a silver platter. I have to work hard for it. Even though I'm not sure if I genuinely want to be a pharmacist, there's no way to know unless I work hard now and actually become one before I can start trying out different things and jobs and careers. It's not like I don't have time. I guess this is one of those questions that may take years and maybe my whole life. At least i tried dying right? Instead of just laying in my bed thinking "I don't know what to do with my life...."<br />
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People who know me may say "I've finally grown up" haha I hope you are right and it's about time! Next year I will have finished my degree and will have to start working! I better be grown up before that time! Haha anyway I'd like to thank those that have given me words of advice through this time of seeking myself. THANK YOU! I WON'T give up!!<br />
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Signing Out, <br />
<div style="padding-left:10px" width="400"><span style="font-size:smaller;"></span></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/265/831C4B46E176FCB8FD92AD8565889F2B.png" style="position: relative; left: 10; top: -50; border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a></div>BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-64538127955622076732011-03-24T11:23:00.001+10:002011-03-28T21:38:09.250+10:00Day 1 - A New BeginningYesterday was the first day without my baby around all the time and I must say, I REALLY MISSED YOU! It wasn't easy like old times where I could just drive about 20 minutes and I would reach my baby's house and we would hang out. I really don't know how to handle this, but I HAVE to be strong! <br />
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This first day marks not an ending but rather a new beginning for both of us. I believe that if we can get through this, then we can only get stronger. Although right now, I'm not sure whether or not my handling strategies are working. <br />
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Yesterday I only ate a museli bar, a tiny bit of nasi lemak and a sandwich. Although this may be due to the food poisoning that I may have got on my last day in Malaysia. The day before that I pretty much vomited the whole day and had nothing to eat. Other than that, I spent most of the time texting my baby and when he wasn't free, I would just be sleeping. Sleeping was my way of seeing my baby and I wouldn't miss him as much. I know this is no way of handling this, but for me, I don't know how else to handle it. I've got an extremely important exam on saturday, but i just feel so powerless and unmotivated to do anything. So yesterday, was my day off. A day to try and deal with my withdrawal syndrome. <br />
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However, I swear that today will be different! This isn't just about me. When I am sad, my baby feels sad too. Im sure that my baby does not want to see me behaving like this and rotting in my room. I promise that I will study hard and work towards a better future. I can't promise that I will feel the happy and not miss you just like that, but I will try to go on with my life and work hard because I know that you will be in my heart, always. I love you.<br />
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Signing Out, <br />
<div style="padding-left: 10px;" width="400"><span style="font-size: smaller;"></span></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/265/831C4B46E176FCB8FD92AD8565889F2B.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; position: relative;" /></a></div>BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-63879057754959547772011-03-23T15:10:00.000+10:002011-03-23T15:10:30.151+10:00Aiyooooooo!I am officially touched down in Australia after spending a bit over 1 month in Malaysia. The atmosphere here seems very different though. Its quiet and gloomy and....lonely. Even my family feels a bit different since I have arrived. Many things have changed...my baby isnt here, I lost my job, my mum's sick, I have to sell my car.... How can so much have changed in just one month that I have been gone?<br />
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I never really liked change. I remember the first year that I moved up to brisbane for my studies, I totally hated it for the first 2 weeks. I soaked my pillow every night. Its a bit childish i know, but for me, change is scary. What if it changes for the worse? What if I can never get back what I used to have? before everything changed. I must say that right now it seems like an impossible task, trying to survive without my baby's presence around me all the time. I will try my best. For once I will try to be brave and face these changes for a better future and a better us. I love you. <br />
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Signing Out, <br />
<div style="padding-left: 10px;" width="400"><span style="font-size: smaller;"></span></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/265/831C4B46E176FCB8FD92AD8565889F2B.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; position: relative;" /></a></div>BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-32703716645427113692011-03-16T14:58:00.000+10:002011-03-16T14:58:05.414+10:00Rhythm of LoveTime passes so quickly when you're having fun. With a blink of an eye I've already been in Penang for 3.5 weeks. Although most of it has been good and fun times, there has also been some not-so-good times. No matter what I think I will remember this trip for the rest of my life. All the food I've eaten, all the places I've been, all the people I've met. I must say I did meet a lot of good people especially at the hospital. Lots of people have treated me for a drink or some famous Penang snacks. I appreciate them showing me some love after coming to a totally different country. Although after coming here, I have realized how different the lifestyle is here, and whether for the good or the bad, I still had a really good time here on Penang. I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to come back but hopefully I will. I would like that. OBVIOUSLY YOU WILL(added by <a href="http://www.iggybeston.com">iggy</a>)<br />
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I don't really want to go back to my old life...it's boring especially without my baby. But time still passes and life goes on. I graduate at the end of the year. Four years and I'm finally finished. After this I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I want to do something meaningful with this life of mine. Although I doubt that will happen in the direction that my life is going now. Nowhere. Well I guess I'm still young and have the rest of my life to figure this out. <br />
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Signing Out, <br />
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P.S as I was typing this blog it got hijacked by mr iggy.BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-26610076745526468062011-03-16T01:56:00.000+10:002011-03-16T01:56:59.595+10:00I Love You Till The End Of TimeA song from my all time favourite movie :P<br />
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Come What May<br />
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Never knew I could feel like this<br />
Like I've never seen the sky before<br />
I want to vanish inside your kiss<br />
Every day I love you more and more<br />
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings<br />
Telling me to give you everything<br />
Seasons may change, winter to spring<br />
But I love you until the end of time<br />
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Come what may<br />
Come what may<br />
I will love you until my dying day<br />
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Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place<br />
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace<br />
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste<br />
It all revolves around you<br />
And there's no mountain too high<br />
No river too wide<br />
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side<br />
Storm clouds may gather<br />
And stars may collide<br />
But I love you until the end of time<br />
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Come what may<br />
Come what may<br />
I will love you until my dying day<br />
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Oh, come what may, come what may<br />
I will love you, I will love you<br />
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place<br />
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Come what may<br />
Come what may<br />
I will love you until my dying day <br />
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P.S. I Love You.<br />
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Signing Out, <br />
<div style="padding-left: 10px;" width="400"><span style="font-size: smaller;"></span></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/265/831C4B46E176FCB8FD92AD8565889F2B.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; position: relative;" /></a></div>BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-75394048659981695382011-03-13T20:26:00.000+10:002011-03-13T20:26:38.753+10:00Sex Appeal Pt. 2I ended my post prematurely last time not on purpose because some one clicked on the wrong button and I was too lazy to delete it. Anyway I was going on about how ever since I got my new glasses I feel as though everyone keeps staring at me. It does feel good as my looks don't normally attract any attention at all, AKA I'm <strike>ugly</strike> fugly. This is probably all in my head and I probably need to go see a doctor soon but on several occasions I've caught people stop their conversations with their friends just to stare at me hahahaha I must say I could never imagine anything happening like that in my life. I don't even know how I got my partner to fall in love with me hehe Good thing there's still people outthere that doesn't go for looks :P<br />
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Although I must admit I do like these new glasses, whether or not it makes people stare that is. I think it suits "my look" I.e. The nerd look. No matter how much I try to be "cool" I fail. I am, was, and always will be a nerd. -[•].[•]- <br />
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I'm tired. I just got back from Cameron highlands and iPoh so I will leave this post at this. <br />
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Signing Out, <br />
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Signing Out, <br />
<div style="padding-left:10px" width="400"><span style="font-size:smaller;"></span></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/265/831C4B46E176FCB8FD92AD8565889F2B.png" style="position: relative; left: 10; top: -50; border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a></div>BlehThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12226518630606578755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934022714297271834.post-19012773085594824182011-03-09T10:22:00.000+10:002011-03-09T10:22:55.341+10:00New glasses, new look on the worldLately I've been feeling very emo for a certain reason that I'm not even sure if I know what it is. But I just got a pair of new glasses yesterday so hopefully it will make me look at the world differently. I think I've finally let myself go after all these years. Ever since I can remember I've always been very very stubborn about my things. I've never thrown any of my things out or donated or sold them. If it wasn't for my mum I think I would still have every single piece of thing that I've ever owned. Every piece of clothing, every toy, every video tape. It's not that I actually use these sorts of stuff, but it's just that I've never really wanted to part ways with them. <br />
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I remember as a baby I used to have this small pillow that I had to cuddle in order to sleep, If I didn't have it, I wouldn't sleep. If I did, I could sleep anywhere. It's kinda embarrassing but I actually still have one. Although it doesn't play as big as a role in my sleep life. However the one I have now is version 2.0. The first one I was forced to throw away because all the wool/cotton inside the pillow was shredded and it was really old. Even though I was about 14-15, I begged my mum not to throw it, but she did. Even though I have a replacement it's not really same. Spending almost 15 years with something and then having it suddenly thrown away is not a good feeling...at the time. As I think back Im thinking how silly I was back then and even until recently. Why try to hang on to something that was good in the past when there could be something better in the future. From now on I am going to wear this attitude on my sleeve. Things, toys, people come and go in life, if they have already left or decide to leave then why chase after it if there's just gonna be better things, newer toys and better people. <br />
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Signing Out, <br />
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