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My left toe looks twice as big as it was last Thursday. 
It hurts so much that I could only manage to move my ass ard with a limp. And because of this, my entire body weight now falls on one other able leg. After a 1km walk to and fro the doc, my leg's sorer than before and right leg's tired from body weight strain. Wat a sucky way to start my week. Called in for MC today coz I can't get dat elephant toe into those heels. I can't even walk on flats properly. It hurts so much that I feel like swearing. Tamade. The bandage session by the doc left me in derangement. She pulled open my wound mercilessly. The antibiotic cleanser left a tingling sensation. Painful sia. I tink I might have pulled out some of the sponge on the bed because dat was the only thing I could grab hold of. Mummy had scurried to the corner of the room to escape my claws. Application of the cream was alright until doc poked the wound with the cotton bud. It started bleeding again and tainted the entire cotton bud in red. Gross. I wished she had given me some anesthetic. The pain still remains and I'm still grouchy.
Uneasiness all over. My left wisdom tooth is still stubbornly growing. I am seriously considering an extraction. Tamade. Wat a "great" timing; just when I do not have any dental benefits. Surgeon Tan- My mummy (Her maiden surname is Tan lah) performed a 15 mins operation and successfully extracted the in-grown nail, less than 1mm long. However, she left numerous injuries on my left toe and it's now suffering from complications, bleeding and hurting non-stop since Thurs nite. Obviously the Chinese oinment Dad highly recommended did not work. Applied it for the past few days and the bleeding didn't stop. It comes on and off. Damn. I can't accept the fact dat I'm losing blood other than dat few days of the mth. Anyway, it hurts BIG time (both the tooth and the toe) and it's making me grouchy. Its 12.15am and one of my frens just called and insisted a chat. Wah lau. How insensitive and INSENSIBLE (or issit unsensible?) can my frens get? Result: Got shoo-ed off by me. Please only call Aunt Aggie during office hours.
I had to blog about this. Simply cannot let it go. Last nite, one of my cousins, one who is very very close to my brother, came knocking on our door with a woman. It was totally disgusting. The very moment I opened my door, I could predict wat was coming. Two pretend-to-be happy pple, two broad smiles. My cousin claimed that he was around thearea so he thought of just popping by to say "hi". Illogical Bullshit 1: My brother's probably still camouflaging himself in some forest somewhere eating cold sardines and the rest of my family is not close to him at all. Wats the big idea about coming all the way up to the 6th floor to just say "hi"? Too free ah?I wanted so much to just say "hi" back and ask him to get lost. Being the nice gal I am, I invited him and the unidentified gal in.Let's give the gal a nick. I love giving pple nicks. And I'm super good at it. Ha. UFO- Unidentified F***ing Obasan. Woo~ Good one. I can't stand myself. I'm so damn creative. She's not as old as an obasan, but I just wanna call her dat. Wrong move to be a nice and hospitable person; I almost jeopardised my darling Rara because of this. "Ohhhhh...sooooo cuuuuutttteeeeee.... does she belong to you all?" Illogical Bullshit 2: Not belong to us den belong to who? Or she thought we belonged to Rara? Kaoz. Her "ohhs" and "ahhs" woke my Rara up from her nap. I feel no less grouchier than Rara. I got totally pissed and went into my room, leaving my mummy to entertain them. They amazingly spent almost half an hour on Rara before moving on to their real motive for saying "hi". My cousin is a MLM member. Dealing with some magnetic mattress thingy. He's here with his "leader" to con my innocent mummy of her hard-earned money. Most of the time it was UFO doing the talking. "Aunty, because u know KM (nick for my cousin), den we know of this really good pdt, dats y we come and recommend you one. Good things must share with people close to us right?" "A lot of pple have been cured by just by sleeping on this mattress u noe? Illogical Bullshit 3: Mattress can heal den wat for we need doctors? I heard my mummy's bitter laughter loud and clear from my room. Hahaha...she must be thinking about how crappy they are too. I have a smart motherwho sometimes pretend to be suffering from senile dementia. They went at it for another one hour or so, until my mother managed to convince them dat $3000 was simply too "unaffordable for commoners like us, so they went on to hard-sell another pdt. A pillow. It's supposed to work as well as the mattress as claimed, only covering a smaller area. This one costs $174. Rejected by my mummy for the same reason as the mattress. They should have realised by now dat my mummy is a hard nut to crack. Thus, they decided to launch an attack on the weakness of all mothers, their softhearts."Aunty, KM really needs your support. He's a really hardworking boy, I see him work so hard I also pity him. Dats y i agreed to come with him to talk to you. He has a target to meet and thus really need u to support him with some pdts today." Illogical Bullshit 5: Working hard at cheating housewives' money? Btw, where can u find work not hard one? Tell me where and I go apply for it. Finally, at their very last attempt, they digged their bags, flipped thru their files and... changed their products from mattresses and pillows to health supplements. Siao bo? Doremon ah? So many products. It was another round of hard-selling for the next half an hour and I knock off and go sleep because I was confident dat my mummy was an intelligent aunty. Suddenly, I overheard, "... Thanks for supporting him leh.." Damn. Lousy mummy. Crafty UFO. I sprang outta bed and went to mummy's rescue. "Huh? U buying wat hah?" From here, I took over the baton of tackling these 2 cheaters and after a 10mins battle, I emerged victorious. *Applause please*Cuse me, I'm not a marketing student for nothing okie? I know all the tricks of such con-men/women. Dun try them on me, coz it will never work. Besides, I'm a smart consumer. Alright, this entry is kinda long.And I've not come to the main point yet. *Pengz*I just wanna say, I despise people who make use of kinship ties (one of the most precious things in the world) for self monetary benefits. You are no different from the magic stone seller.
I have an in-grown nail (which I can't find) in my LEFT toe. Now its big and swollen. My LEFT wisdom tooth, which laid dormant for 1 year already, started to grow again and its tearing the skin in my mouth with it. I'm suffering from slight infection in my LEFT eye. I just broke 2 fingernails on my LEFT hand. I'm going to buy 4D tmr.
This is an entry which I wanted to write long time ago but shelved it and den forgot about it because there were simply too many nerve-wrecking incidents happening at the same time. Oh, this is NOT a "yuan" entry, its one dats full of excitement and enthusiasm. (Note the excessive and abusive use of exclamation marks.)Let's back track to 2 weeks ago: I just enrolled myself in a course at Wonderland University! (they literally call it that name, just change "wonderland" to my company's.)So excited! Apparently ALL employees (perm and contract) are students in the University and we need to enrol ourselves (via the intranet) in courses relevant to our "field". Some are compulsory, some are not. For those employees without a PC of their own (mainly production), they can sign up for the course and attend a lecture and complete it "manually" too. Okies, back to my course. Its an online course and after enrolling into it and choosing to take it right away, I was brought to a powerpt screen. My laptop's my tutor cum lecturer. As I go thru the slides, one question popped up in my head. "Is there gonna be a test or quiz at the end of the course? If so, do I need to jot down notes not?" To be safe, I took out my notebook and started jotting down notes. Just like schooling days. I quite enjoy it, even though I do felt stupid at times. Ah ha! I was right! There was indeed a quiz! Just 4 qns and I got 3/4! Argh! So difficult! Considering myself of extraordinary calibre and the questions to be of normal standards, I thot I would get full marks! I will not be discouraged. It's only my first module. Just warming up. With dat, I completed the course! And even got a certificate for it! So happy! My first module and cert from Wonderland University sia! Here's wat it says: This certifies that ZOLYNN ONG has completed *ABC1234 (Course name) on the 07 April 2005.
Credit hours: 0.5.
*Name has been changed to protect the course.
Still got credit hours somemore huh? Like our modular credits in Uni last time!
So CUTE!!!!Let me see what other courses I wanna enrol in. Maybe I could become a Wonderland scholar!
Recently, I am beginning to feel that I'm while-ing my time away, I'm wasting my youth. Yeah.Life has started to become meaningless. Wake up, go to work, work, eat, work, go home, eat, watch tv and sleep. Then the entire routine starts all over again the next day. Weekends are spent on gym, bible studies, stuffing myself with food, watching tv and doing nothing. I have no goal in life. I know what I want but things just don't happen the way I want it to. It seems to come so naturally and easily for people around me. Is there something awfully wrong with me? I feel like leaving everything behind and just go away. Back packing or luxurious travelling. Anything with no material worries. I'm so sick and tired of leading such a mundane life, and the thought of having to live such a life for the next 30 years of my life is certainly very depressing. Either I need a new hobby or I need a man.
Do these 2 "F"s go together?
To me, they don't.
I forgive, but why should I forget? Some might argue that it is impossible to forgive when you don't forget. If we remember it, it means that we have not let it go. Is this really true?
Let's look at this from the other viewpoint. If we forget, does it always mean we forgive? Some people try to throw that bit of the most painful memories to the end of the world. Either through means of another relationship or through work or simply destroying all things that reminds them of the bitter times and etc. Is it really workable? Will he/she erase that part of their memories completely? Even if he/she does, it doesn't mean that he/she has forgiven all the damages done to him/her.
If relationships are called matters of the "heart", why are we using our "brain" to resolve what came from the heart? Shouldn't we tackle the root of the problem? As a Chinese saying goes, " Jie ling hai xu xi ling ren" (The best person who can untie the bell is the one who tied it in the first place). It only goes to show that only when our heart has forgiven the person, then are we able to let the matter go. Which brings us back to my main point. We forgive at heart, but we do not need to forget.
Why should we forget anyway? Of course, Aunt Aggie strongly discourages aimlessly harping on these tramautic experiences and holding onto unappreciative partners. But when we forgive, we already release ourselves from such unneccessary emotional torture.
All memories are precious to us as learning lessons in life. Good memories bring us joy and laughter. Even up till this day. So what use are of bad memories then? Yes! Correct! As useful learning experiences in life. Notice that the more times a toddler falls in his/her attempts to learn to walk, the faster he/she picks it up? We learn best from our own mistakes.
This applies to relationships too. Its part and parcel of building a strong foundation. Although sometimes you heard people say that they feel like they've known their partners for an entire lifetime, it doesn't happen 99% of the time. Not even your parents know you for an entire lifetime. We go through difference phases in life. Family took a large part of our life as a child, then we slowly proceeded to friends and confidates as we started schooling and then came our life partners and working colleagues, for the majority of us. Since he/she wasn't there for the previous part of your life, how can you expect that he/she knows your entire thoughts and feelings and your relationship to be smooth sailing and without differences at all?
What matters most is how you deal with these conflicts and differences. Ask yourself, why are we arguing over this same thing again? Is it because he/she repeats the "mistake" (at least in your eyes it is a mistake) because he/she can't change for you or is it you who can't accept that*? (*That : the fact that he/she can't change or the mistake.)
If so, and its affecting the relationship so much, perhaps the two of you need to reconsider continuing? Of course, if you two can compromise and solve it together and not let it be a problem anymore, then congrats! You've succeeded in bringing the relationship to another level!
So, make every "wrong" in a relationship a constant reminder not to repeat mistakes that will hurt the one you love. And treasure all moments that you have with each other.
Worked on AAS #003 till 12am last nite and as I clicked the button to publish, my pc hanged! Issit blogspot or issit me?Tamade.
Sometime back, I casually made a wish; I wish dat my future partner would be tall, dark and handsome. It was so damn casual dat I threw it at the back of my mind. Until...
I met Blackie in Thailand. Would never ever link this "romantic" encounter to my lousy casual wish until one of my ex-colleague reminded me, "Hey, thot u wanted a tall, DARK and handsome boyfriend? Blackie is tall not? Blackie is dark for sure! And Blackie might be considered handsome in his country! See, God granted you your wish!"
*thunderstorm*
For a moment I broke out in cold sweat.
Boy was I glad dat Blackie toned down and the matter sort of diminished after just a while. For a while I thot I was looking too much into it.
I was given a gentle reminder dat I was still under this wretched spell this morning.
It was 7.45am and I was walking doubly fast because I had to catch the 7.50 bus. As I approached the bus stop, someone just came in front of me and stopped me.
Then he said, "Hi, I see u almost every morning. So u stay ard this area too and take bus to work from here? Oh, I hope I've not scared you, just wanted to say hi since I see u here quite frequently."
Whatever his intention was, I must say I was irritated. I was in a hurry to catch my bus and due to the lack of sleep, I was totally grouchy. If he had wanted to get to know me, he chose a wrong timing and it was a totally lousy and crappy pick-up line.
"I see u here every morning" ==> Thanks for the attention. But its not mutual. Sorray.
"So u stay in this area too" ==> Ber den? Stay in Woodlands and den start walking all the way to Tampines to this bus stop ah?
"take the bus to work from here" ==> I didn't know I could take the MRT at a BUS-STOP. No go work den wake up so bloody early for wat? Ass itchy ah? And I didn't know when skirt and heels became uniforms for schools. Do I look dat young to be schooling anyway?
If he had no watsoever intention mentioned above, den I muz say he muz be a really BO LIAO or crazy person. Alright, alright, not gonna a meanie. He's just being friendly. Well, den he can always go strike a conversation with the curry puff hawker at the bus stop. He's there EVERYDAY too.
So how does this connect in any way to my curse? Well....
This super bo liao person is an Indian.
*thunderstorm again*
Tall (taller than me), Dark (okie lah, I muz say he can't fight Blackie on this but is rather fair for an Indian but still darker than normal) and Handsome (not bad lah).
God, this is a joke rite?
I just discovered an interesting place to sit down and collect my thoughts. And of coz, its the perfect place to dream, in broad daylight.
Picture this: You are sitting on what should be the 3rd storey of a HDB flat, with a clear view of six luxuriously furnished tennis courts. All surrounded by the beautiful green lush of mother nature. Avid tennis lovers and luminious tennis balls complemented the courts perfectly. The sun's just starting to set and you can feel the evening breeze across your face and hair gently. Perfect view, perfect weather, perfect music, perfect mood.
For a moment, contentment just filled me. I feel so lucky just to be able to enjoy all the simple things in life.
At this pt, Guang Liang's "Tong2 Hua4" came in and I was brought into a totally different dimension. Tennis ==> DT!
We are meeting to have a game with his best pals from JC. As usual, he got there earlier than me. There he stood, all geared up for his favourite activity. I'm not exactly a tennis person, but anything's fun with him. Much as I enjoyed the game and him, my body simply couldn't keep up with the intensity of the sport and him, sensing that, suggested dat I shd take a break. I was elated that he gave the "green light" for official "off-duty". Yay.
I moved on to get a cooling drink of Kiwi flavoured Gatorade and is sitting at a distance watching him conquering the court with his Olympical tennis skills. As the chorus sang, "I wanna transform myself into the angel in your fairytale, stretching out my arms and turning them into wings to protect you." I would be just like his angel, watching over him and protecting him from all harm. So blissful...Right at this timely moment, I was disrupted by an sms from my fren. Wah lau!
Didn't have time to blog during the weekend. I was too busy doing nothing. Muscles are starting a revolution because I went gym-ing last Sat. Hougang Gym- Great environment, great equipment, great company, great workout. One thing dats not dat great. Lousy instructor. Gym instructors seem to have a thing for me. I always get very friendly and helpful instructors whenever I go to a public gym. Perhaps they could "see" that I do need PROFESSIONAL help. Or perhaps, I just attract the "sporty" guys. Ha. This is not funny at all. Well, despite the presence of nosey instructors, I'm frequenting (is there such a word at all?) the gym. I love it too much. Oops, will I be attacting potential fan stalkers huh? Please arm yourself with a club sandwich for me if you ever intend stalk me there k? Thanks hah. Caught an interesting show on TV last nite. Starred by Maggie Q. Woo~ the gals in there have great bodies! I'm so inspired to work my body out! Women look so much nicer in tight fitting clothes than men. And I dun wanna let this privilege go to waste. But its a damn cruel show sia. Not recommended for the faint-hearted and kids. Realised that despite the fact that my muscles are aching, I feel so much alert and energised after working out. I have to make my body stronger. Fell sick at least once a mth since I started working in Wonderland. I used to only fall sick once a year when I was schooling sia. Could be signs of aging too.
There's this feeling of "buay song" -ness in me. There are simply too many things that irritate me nowadays. My life is like rojak. Totally messed up. I feel like I'm losing myself. Cruelties of life forced me to grow up. Mentally. I hate facing reality. Really. Life is not a bed of roses, I know. Life is full of ups and downs, I know. There are pple who will hurt you, especially close ones, I know. I am prepared for this world. But it still sucked when reality shows me how REAL such cruelties are. Get those claws away from me! Stop polluting my mind! Quit playing mind games with me! AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH..... I can't take it anymore. I'm blacking out.
Sorry to disappoint a lot of pple. BIG FAT ZOZO's BACK! I can't believe how childishly I reacted over this plagiarism thingy. Plagiarism only mah. Chey! What's with the big fuss over it anyway? Nah. Thought things through. Dat plagiarism thief can go ahead and copy, because she will not get her way. In fact, I GOT MY WAY. Hahaha... My first "faithful"disciple. Soon, before you guys even know and realise it, you will be all under MY control! *evil witch laughter*Oh, one more thing. Be warned that this entry also marks the comeback of the "yuan" Queen. I feel like a fish outta water without "yuan-ing". I simply LOVE "yuan-ing". Its just totally me.Don't try to change me because you love me. Love me by accepting what I am, not who I am.
Dear all, This plagiarism thingy is getting on my nerves. Decided dat I would stop blogging until I get it settled because I dun wan the culprit to copy more of my works and styles and get away with it. Ta, Zozo
I've always lament about superficial guys are, and dat explains y I'm still here. On the shelf. New and nice. One day, one of my frens told me dat its because I "yuan" too much. Dat was wat are scaring those guys off. Despite the fact dat I told her I only "yuan" to close pple and those close pple are either gals or NOT in my "potentials" kinda list, she insisted dat I shd stop "yuan-ing" and dat will increase my chances of getting hitched. Okie. One more chance for you guys out there. Prove to Lilin dat you are not superficial! Show her! Because of this, my following entry, which was supposed to be SUPER "yuan", will not be "yuan". Its 1.50pm now and I am a happy gal typing this entry on my laptop. Ohh... in like 10 mins time, I will make my appearance to my new dept and get started on my new job! I am so so excited! Oh... I am such a happy gal. Wats makes me more happy is that I've not had lunch yet. Oh yeah! And its great to skip lunch! Great way to burn those excessive calories and fats accumulated all these years. Woo~ I'm so happy to be able to have this chance to skip lunch. Its such a wonderful experience! *grrrr* Oh, oops! Man, dats not my stomach protesting. Its your hallucination lah. Just skip one lunch mah, where got can get soooo hungry one??? Oh, and it doesn't matter dat I have gastric lah. Its okie actually. It wouldn't act up one. No worries. Coz I'm a happy gal mah. Happy can liao. No need to eat and worry about getting gastric pains. Oh, and I shouldn't blame MIC also. Its not her fault dat she cannot finish her report. Its not her fault dat she told me to give her half an hour at 12.45pm. Its not her fault to make Zozo wait at her desk like an idiot for a whole 1 hour. Its not her fault to ignore Zozo's hints via msn and emails dat her half an hour is up. Its not her fault dat she is so irresponsible. Zozo shd thank her for giving Zozo's gastric a chance to act up and lose some weight! How often can Zozo's gastric act up now dat she has been so careful about her diet? Finally! Should pop champagne man!Actually, its Zozo's fault! Who asked Zozo to be so nice to wait for her? Rite? Zozo shouldn't take MIC's word for real. She shd make a prediction by looking at the "stars" and know that MIC cannot finish her report on time. She shd. She shd. But nvm! Despite the fact dat Zozo skipped lunch, the world is still revolving! Woohoo! Celebrate! And Zozo is damn positive and happy dat the world is still revolving! And guess wat? Her stomach is revolving too! Woohoo! Another reason to celebrate. I am a happy gal and I am not a bit hungry.
Not of my money. But of my intellectual property. I'm a victim of plagiarism. Argh... side effects of fame. Antidotes, anyone?
Came in to work with a white face today. Nope, not power whitening mask. Reckless taxi driver, yeah.
Everything went well until we (me and the taxi uncle) saw the "signboard" before Tampines Road that says " Accident near Punggol exit, Massive Jam, Exit at Tampines Road".
Damn. Accident again. Always got accidents on Monday mornings one leh. So many kayu drivers in Singapore sia.
I suggested to the taxi uncle to take the route from Hougang by the Tampines Road exit instead. Which idiot would wanna be stuck in a jam?
"Oh, u in hurry ah?" Uncle asked.
"Yah, yah" I answered.
Bo liao question followed by a bo liao answer. Of coz I in hurry lah! If not I take taxi for wat???Assuming I am one of those pple who has too much money to throw down the drain and is taking a taxi although not in hurry, who would wanna get stuck in a traffic jam, where vehicles jerk every 30secs after moving 30cm and braking??? Will puke leh! Siao ah?
Okie. Nvm. I'm a nice gal, so will forgive uncle. Little did I know dat my reply sparkled off the "woohoo-finally-i- can-put-my-racing-skills-to-test" in uncle.
The next 5 mins was spent whisking his taxi in between vehicles in on relatively crowded road. Our taxi was practically only 10 cm apart from any vehicle. One time, he even went hot on heels on one motorcycle, almost touching his butt. Poor motorcyclist. My blood pressure was taken on a roller coaster ride. Tried to calm myself down till I saw the speedo-meter-- 100km/hr. I dun believe it. This speed on normal roads? That's the speed limit for expressways (extreme right lane) right? Correct me if I'm wrong, coz I passsed my basic theory like 5 years ago. This uncle is absolutely crazy!!! Road hazard sia. For a moment I felt so guilty as an accomplice. Shdn't have said I was in a hurry at all. Terror was not over. We stopped at a traffic light and uncle was narrating a story where a couple tried to complain about him. "Dat time ah, I was fetching a couple from Woodlands to KK hospital, den the wife was in pain, i thot she giving birth soon, so I just all the way ah! Whoa, took only 15mins and they complain of me dangerous driving ah. I where got dangerous? They in hurry mah. I am a PERFECT driver. More than 30 years of drving experience. I can even use my left hand to control the steering wheel and use my right hand to change gear ah! See, see..." With this, he DEMOSTRATED how to use his right hand to change the gear! And left the steering wheel dangling there! He did this while we were moving on the road! Aaaaaahhhhhh......... Uncle uncle! I believe u, I believe you. No need to demo can? Smart lah, smart lah! God. My heart was in my mouth. All I had in my mind was, "Die lah, kena accident den I gotta be witness issit?""How to be witness hah?" "To say the truth or not?""Will crazy uncle terrorize me if I told the truth?""Will I get police protection not?""Will the police officer protecting me be handsome not?""If got protection means cannot go home lah?""Aiyah! Forget to buy Rara's food! Die lah, under police protection can go out and buy rabbit food not?" "Damn! The can of Pringles I kept in my cupboard! Sure saye khor!"I tink too much again. Thanking my lucky stars, I landed in Wonderland in ONE piece. The government should do something about road hazards like this one.
My title sounds rather scandalous huh? Yo...What were you guys tinking? Went to a jie mei's new home yesterday. Its weird dat its our first visit to her hse because she got married like, last June? Her house's beautiful! Like those featured in those lifestyle magazines? Theme: Futuristic and WHITE. Yup. All white. It's rather impractical for lazy bums like me, coz level of maintainence = very high. Never expect Hoho to have such good taste. Maybe its her husband lah. Haha. But its so nice! I like! Well, tink part of the reason I liked it was because its their love nest. Full of love in the house. Illustrated by the lovey-dovey couple pics, love notes to each other via "notice board" and all things that come in pairs (cushions etc). Woohhhh...Oh... when can I ever have my own love nest?
This was the result I got from doing a "test" from a fren's website. This test was supposed to analyse what type of guys would be most attracted to me. Highly recommended by my fren coz she said it was really accurate. Well...Here's the detailed analysis (Its in Mandarin lah, but I translated it to English):Simply put, sporty guys are attracted to you. Because they are very afraid of "Ma2 Fan2" (damn, wats the ang moh translation for this???), they love going out with innocent(I am innocent meh?) and straightforward (Yeah, this one's accurate. I hate going in circles) gals like you. The part that most attract you to them is that they do not have to engage in "deep" and intellectual conversations when they are with you. (Is this a compliment at all?) "Zun"(accurate) meh??? From previous experience... not really leh. Hmm... maybe I didn't get to "see" their sporty side. Hey! DT is sporty! *winks* I got chance! Yay!
