Thank You 2010!

And so, 2010 is coming to an end...

What an amazing year it had been...As we usher the new year, I want to spend some time to remember what happened in 2010 and be grateful for all the good things that filled the year!

When I think about 2010...

1) I thank for parents for being very tolerant with me as I whipped my temper up and down battling with the course I struggled to finish. Most of all, I would like to thank them for their endless support in everything that I do. Thank you for giving me endless shopping trips even when I cannot afford it as a student, for allowances throughout the year, for feeding me, for a roof above my head, for the presents on my birthday and Christmas, and last but not least for the warmth you've provided to make this home truly a home-sweet-home for us.

2) I thank my cousemates who generously share their knowledge with me. Knowledge can be read from materials made readily available. But more than that, the relationship we built with each other, the pillar of support we were for each other as we journey on as students with external practicum and all were priceless and cannot be replaced with anything else. So for that, I thank for coursemates for constantly teaching me to be a better person for myself and for the society.

3) I thank some authority figures/supervisors who were ever so giving throughout the year. Those who saw me as more than what I can be, I sincerely thank you. For believing in me and for grooming me into the student I am today. The journey as a student will never end. If anything, I've learnt to be teachable and be ever grateful for classroom lessons as well as lessons I got from such role models in my life.

4) I thank my friends who took the effort to call and check on me as I survive the year being a poor student. Poor in finances as well as in social life. But you guys constantly brought me back to earth by reminding me that I'm human being afterall and I need friends to keep me sane. For all the extra effort, I thank you.

5) I thank those whom I had privilege to work with for being tolerant of my new skills, and trusted me enough to work with me. Each and everyone of you had helped sharpen my professional skills in diverse areas. For that would like to say a big thank you. 

6) I thank the most important person in my life. I will never be who I am today without your love and your support. 2010 had been great! We proved to each other how much we meant to each other in ways never before seen or experienced. We not only connected as a couple, we shared our families with each other, we exchanged friends, and we continued to be there for each other. Darling, you know how much you mean to me, I thank you for being that special part of my life!

To 2011, welcome and may we celebrate the year with much victory, happiness, joy, and good health!

Back with a friend...

The sweetheart of my life is back! Feels so good to finally see him, and be in his arms again! He didn't come home alone though, he brought me a new friend by the name of Sheepie-Peeshie all the way from Queenstown...He's a adorable round plush, the size of my darling's head, LOL! As I said to him, he didn't need to come home with any gifts for me, all I wanted was to see him face-to-face again and that to me was the most amazing gift ever...priceless! =)

To the end of the most torturous 2 weeks of my life! *cheers*

To Sheepie-Peeshie...welcome to the family! =)

Missing someone...

Last week on the 10th December 2010, I submitted the final piece of work required of me by my postgraduate studies! *phew* There were many reasons why I didn't post an entry then:

1) I was exhasuted physically
2) I was tired of looking at the computer
3) I just wanted to chill and not use any brain juice
4) I went for a body massage
5) I went for manicure and pedicure
6) I went shisha till wee hours in the morning
7) I almost forgot to sleep

I remembered the moment I was able to churn the last word needed to complete my work, my brain just frozen, and my body ached all over!

The next days were spent cleaning out my room, tidying up and organizing my notes from February 2009 to December 2010! I felt terribly guilty knowing I killed so many trees in the process of completing my postgraduate studies! *gasps*

Now I'm just sitting, chilling, relaxing and anticipating the next chapter of my life...

While doing that I'm also missing my boyfriend as he 8721.5 kilometers away from me. This is the first time ever that he's travelled so far and so long eversince we started our relationship. I can't help but think about him every day and night and in between! I knew all along how important he is to me, even before he left for his holidays I was anticipating cloudy days without him by my side. This dull feeling only confirms how much he really means to me, and how I love him so! I have my lucky stars to thank for such an incredible guy who loves me in return. The day before he left for his holidays, he made it a point to spend one hour for every day he'll be away with me. As a result, we had to peel ourselves off our bed early and be glued to each other the whole entire day until it was time for him to go home to prepare for his flight! During these days without him around, I really do feel empty. And so I didn't quite understand when my friend made a remark that "relationships are troublesome!". True that some days we may have small disagreements and what not. But those not-so-good-days are needed to remind us of the better days we share. I've always enjoyed being in a relationship. I love that I have the other person to rely on, to care for, to share, to love. I'm eternally grateful for this funny thing called love. I'm more grateful to love and be loved by the most amazing guy in the world! I love you my sweetheart!

His Sacrifice for Her...

The most beautiful picture was painted before my eyes today. I saw a victim of abuse helping a fellow victim by leaving behind his own needs, hurried to her rescue and got her out of trouble. That sacrificial act to me described the purest of unconditional love. Capturing a moment of love in action is simply breathtakingly amazing! Perfect!

Frustrated

I want out of this right now...It's giving me uninvited neckache, backache, headache, as well as heartache...

Come one poeple, don't be so silly...put our heads together and get this done! I would like for this to be my last academic presentation ever. I'm sure you guys would like the same as well. So, why can you show some effort and some interest to make this a kick-ass presentation ever?

Stop it with your president and vise president elect for the I-hate-the-program-chair club already. President or not, I just want to get this out of the way! I don't want to have anything to do with your childish little game you play, it's unfortunate that I don't want to be part of your club. I hope you understand, I just want to get my priorities straight, that's all.

Love
Your frustrated group member.

Job Hazard

Apparently I earned the character of a "Psychotic Bitch" in one of the beautiful minds I work with. I would like to think that this is among one of the many job hazards that come with the kind of work I do. I appreciate the opportunity for diversity in the roles I am sometimes invited to play. However, what if the character is one that is my personal pet peeve? Embrace or shun?

And so they say, "life is full of wonderful little surprises". I agree, and I am utterly privileged to be given opportunities of many kinds.

Shopping?

Lately shopping is the most enjoyable and pleasurable activity on my list. I look forward to shopping every weekend with my parents, where I am not required to think about work or anything stressful for that matter. I must admit I really love it. I love hanging out with my parents and just picking out whatever I want. Most pretty, cute, floral, polka dots, ribbons and bows things/clothes attract me.

After a long day out, with bags of shopping in my room, I'd inspect the items I purchased piece by piece, try them on, hang them up or fold them nicely to look at, admire and adore. After all the fun and luxurious time I had. I now sit in front of the computer again and back to where I started, would begin to worry about work yet again.

Makes me wonder if shopping is a form of escapism for me. When will this end as my wardrobe is almost filled with 50% new clothes, 30% clothes I don't wear, and 20% clothes I wear. I'm afraid my space will not be able to contain my current bad habit. *pouts*

Half-Boiled Egg

As we were leaving the carpark of HOSKA, we heard a wet kinda "blab" fell on the car. We thought it was one of the ripened mangos like the many suicidal ones that landed on the ground. When we got home, I thought I'd go check on the mango to find that OMG(!) it was an egg!

The egg was the size of an olive. By the time we got home, having driven directly under the blazing hot sun for a good 45 minutes, the egg had solidified and changed its consistency to those of the half-boiled eggs.

Of all the cars in HOSKA, the egg landed on our car! How lucky were we? Was the egg suicidal or did it suffer an accidental fall? Whichever one, it made my heart sink a little. To see an egg, which could have been fully developed into a bird lost its only chance to see the world. How unfortunate to have come this far and ended up losing it all and becoming nothing? This made me a little sad as I related it to instances where we could have become something bigger and stronger, but due to our lack of perseverance and our quick desire to give up, we lose them all!

We were never promised smooth-sailing journey in all that we do. Sometimes the transition from being an egg to a bird is not easy. However, would you rather be a fully developed bird or would you choose to suffer the life of an half-boiled egg, splattering all over some lucky person's car? If you ever thought of blessing some car owners with your egg white, yolk and shell? Think again...Not a very pretty sight, when it's half-boiled on the car, it leaves a stain and it also does not smell very pleasant. Being an half-boiled egg on some person's car may not be the best thing you can do for yourself and for others. Why not suck it up, press on and be a fluffly, flying bird instead?

RUSH is a four letter word!

The snooze button on my phone is one of the most important buttons for the pig in me. I cannot imagine life without it. I'd be a very grumpy girl. Anyway, yesterday I was supposed to wake up at 8am for class at 10am. The first alarm went off at 8am. Perfect. I would usually hit snooze to enjoy another 10 minutes of sleep before peeling myself off my bed, roll out of it, head to the bathroom clean up, have some breakfast before I hit the road, making my way to uni. Ideally that is how it was supposed to happen.

I don't know if my finger or the snooze button failed me yesterday morning. The next moment, I opened my eyes the clock had 09:10 on it! I sprang out of bed. Shocked. Wondering whose fault was it. Anyway that was no longer important after 2 seconds of debating. I quickly made my bed and pushed myself off it, missing a step down, which probably caused a small bruise on my foot. Took gigantic steps to the bathroom, picked out the first piece of clothing that caught my attention, and headed for the door. In between getting changed and headed for the door, I filled my water bottle and chose my ear rings. As though something possessed me as I was filling the bottle, most of the water from the kettle landed everywhere around the bottle but in the bottle. Then I came to choose my ear rings for the day, picked out a pair with pretty white roses and an off white pearl in the middle. Brought it close to my ear and checked in the mirror. Too dressy. Put back into the box. While doing that dropped them on the floor. The roses landed on the side of one of the petals and resulted in some chipped paint. Ouch. Anyway I had to run, no time to inspect and feel sorry for it. Grabbed my bag and left.

While on the road, traffic was surprisingly a breeze. Took me an unusual 15 minutes to arrive at the destination. Upon arriving at the entrance of the building I was going to park my car, I turned off the radio knowing how the reception would blur out. Right after doing that, I drove into the building, wound down my window, reached out to the red button, pressed it and waited for the mechine to spit me a ticket. But wait. Before that, as I drove to do that, something happened. In my head I was calculating and estimating how much class would I miss...10 minutes maximum, I reckon! And then this happened...*screechhhhhhh*! Now what? For the freaking second time in my life, my car was damaged in this same building! What? Once every semester is the trend, is it? So my being late 10 minutes was obviously underestimated. By the time I got to basement 3, most lots were taken. I had to stop myself from thinking about what happened, opened my eyes wide to look for a lot. When I finally found an illegal lot, which could fit my car, I parked it. I finally got out of the car to inspect. My heart ached.

Lesson learnt: Michelle cannot function in a RUSH!

It's Winter!

The coldness is making me feel really lazy and unmotivated. I just want to stay home and hibernate and not move an inch. But it's quite impossible...with tonnes of work and merely 9 more weeks to the end of the race, suddenly I wish I could stop working, let my hair down, put my legs up, and just enjoy the music! Reality is that crunch time is here. When I'm most in need of time,  my days become short, with mostly couldy weather. The air is chilly and wrapping myself up in heavy thick winter clothings is by now the most burdensome effort ever. This depicts the current season of my life...I am in winter.

Being in winter is not fun, with most activities being indoors to keep warm, is beginning to get quite annoying. The burden of my work is like the heaviest weight on my shoulders that I can feel it piercing through my bones. Yet, there is no physical weight on them. I know it's so close, but I can't seem to find the motivation to finish gracefully. This is a challenge. I know it is. I have been told once before that I always run away from discomfort. I do. But right now, right here, suddenly the trick I always pull does not seem to work anymore. Running away will get me no where. I either bite the bullet and dash through or I quit and waste all my past efforts.

Though feeling quite low, I am excited that spring is ahead of me! I can't wait to see flowers blossom and bloom in their own beautiful ways. I know I will get there once this winter is over. Like the four seasons in a year, each season will conclude to make way for a new one to come. That is a promise that will not lie.

Ten.Ten.Ten

Greetings!

Today is the auspicious TEN.TEN.TEN! =)

Many elaborated cars on the road transporting beautiful brides and handsome grooms around...Many people took the opportunity to exchange vows, celebrate happiness, love and joy. If you got married today, CONGRATULATIONS! =) Indeed it's a special day. 

For those who didn't, hope you did something special too! As for myself, I was treated to a special weekend by the most wonderful person alive! The month of October, the year of 2010...I smell sweetness in the air, because my heart's been joined with the gift most precious ever! Thank you lucky stars for making my dream come true! 

"You complete me!" 

Confusion

Something in me makes my heart go soft for you...
I'm not the kind of girl who would tolerate nonsense
An eye for an eye is what I'd do...
You want to be mean, I'll play mean too...
But with you, over and again you pull your dirty tricks on me
I'm still finding reasons to forgive and respond to your occasional kindness
Why? I ask myself why?
You make my voice seems powerless
Powerless with confusion
I gather no courage to speak to you as you could bite without warning
Yet I find myself trying again and again
I'm telling you now how sick I have become...
Though I keep telling myself not to make allowances for you
I can't seem to stick to my words
Lots of frustration and irritation rile up within me
No one likes to be hated
But I secretly hope you hate me most and never ever speak to me again
I know I will not be at peace knowing I have an enemy in you
But I know I'd rather appreciate the consistency of you being mean
So please decide, evil from hell or angel from heaven...
Please don't be both because you're confusing the hell out of me!

Today is 24th September 2010

Three more months of suffering before I conclude my journey as a postgraduate student. The feeling of excitement steals center stage as I think about what I can be doing in the future - something I like, something that carries lots of meaning to me, as well as something I wish to embark on. But with such hope for the future, it's undeniable that I am also overladen with large amount of stress as I try to do my  best in finishing the final semester in the most satisfying way.

Relating to the future, I was also being reminded to ponder upon something that is quite real for the woman in me. Would I pursue my career and travel the path of a modern woman, or would I focus on my family and allow the traditionalist in me to play its role? As much as I don't feel my age and love the fact that I feel (and look, hehe) younger than my age, I cannot deny the fact that age is catching up and that decisions need to be made. Once I hit the big 2, I find that every decision I make revolve around either fulfilling the role of a modern woman or a traditionalist. Every single time. Now that I am about to conclude another chapter of my life in my 20s, I find myself asking the same question. Then again, I know whichever one I decide to follow now, being human, I will one day want a taste of the other path that I did not take. Either way, sacrifices will have to be made. I guess as of now I can still afford to follow my heart and see where it leads me. I say this because, each time I do so, it has never failed me. I hope that this time it makes no exception too.

How come men don't need to think about questions like that in life? Most men I know only have one goal, which is to work as hard as they can. They don't seem to have an option. So, who says having no option is bad? I wish sometimes I was born in the 18th century or earlier where women only have one goal in life, which is to get married and care for their families. No doubt I think it will not be anything near easy, but at the very least most women will be doing the same thing, so I'm hoping support will be there? And that this is probably the only one right thing to do back then. Your role in life is pretty much decided by the gender you are and you do just that, like it or not! To which, I think I will quite enjoy being a traditional woman to be honest. I would enjoy caring for my family through cooking, baking, sewing, cleaning, scrubbing, teaching, coaching, which are most of the traditional roles played by women back then.

On becoming a woman, modern versus traditional, today I had an experience of just that. I was put in the same room with women who are mothers and facilitating a parenting workshop. As much as I do not deny the lack of real-life experience to understand the problems presented but through knowledge which I am privileged to get being a modern woman in a modern day and age, I was able to read up and be a professional about it, without needing to fill the traditional role of a woman just to get a taste of what parenting is. This was really refreshing for me personally as I saw how modern and traditional made a collaboration together to achieve a common goal. Then again, as much as I felt good about myself being a modern woman working hard to prove myself in an area of interest which was obviously not very traditional, I also felt the longing in me wishing to be on the other receiving end, sitting in the room being what a woman should be, a mother instead.

This battle will never find its solution.

To my ever supportive partner, today is a date to remember...together, our hard work paid off and I'm sure we made a difference in at least one person's life!

Being Female

I woke up this morning as I was standing in front of my wardrobe, picking out what to wear, I had a sudden appreciation being born the gender I am today.

Being female, I get the freedom and the choice to dress in either shorts, pants, skirts, dresses, tights, long, short, with sleeves or without! 

Being female too, I get to doll up in pretty accessories and make diamonds my best friends! 

Being female also allows me to splurge on skin care products, enjoy the comfort of massages and spas as well as routine once a month facial without feeling guilty! 

For the reasons mentioned, I don't think I'd the slightest regrets for being born a female...I embrace my beautiful gender and I love who I am in the inside and out! =)

Injury

It feels good to be in the new month of September...THREE MORE MONTHS! =)

Last week, Monday I played frisbee with the sweetheart. We decided to go to the nearby park to toss the frisbee around and to practise my catching as well as throwing. He was commenting on how my throws had improved and how I can catch really well too. Throughout the night, I braved myself catching high throws, diving for the  frisbee, following the direction it flew. Then suddenly, the flying frisbee swiped across my face hitting the bridge of my nose, then my right eye. Before I buried my face in my hands screaming in pain, I saw lightning flashed in my eyes, then darkness. Wasn't exactly very painful, but I guess was the unexpected shock that it hit me out of a sudden.

Nothing broke. In fact I am thankful that it happened because I braved myself and endured a sporting injury! :) I'm no longer that girl who does not play sports!

And so for the last few days, I walked around showing off a patch of mini bruise acorss my nose, hoping someone would ask me where I got the bruise from. But guess what? No one noticed/bothered. Haha! But does not matter I'm still very proud of myself.

Lucky Star

 Today I'm quite undecided if I was feeling encouraged or discouraged...

Encouraged by one thing + Discouraged by another = Neutral Feeling? (Seems kinda right!)

Your presence meant a lot to me. I like it that we can share everything together. I liked it even more that your face was the first thing I saw today after having a somewhat excited yet anxious time. My happiness was only really felt and expressed as soon as my eyes met yours. You're wonderful, and I do hope you know it!

Maybe it really does not matter if I was encouraged or discouraged afterall. Most important of all, I was happy and I still am. In the end, it's your simple gesture that opened my heart to being in a state of contentment, love, satisfaction, joy and pleasure!


Thank you, my lucky stars!

Drunk

drunk

–adjective

1. being in a temporary state in which one's physical and mental faculties are impaired by an excess of alcoholic drink; intoxicated: The wine made him drunk.

2. overcome or dominated by a strong feeling or emotion: drunk with power; drunk with joy.

3. pertaining to or caused by intoxication or intoxicated persons.

 

I do feel like I'm drunk, and I am serious about it. These few mornings I find it so difficult to get out of bed, though having 6-7 hours sleep each night (too much compared to my usual 4-5 hours sleep). My eyes wouldn't cooperate with my wishes to wake up, and my brain keeps telling me I need more sleep thus keep making me all grogy! Seems like my mental faculties are impaired by an excess of WORK! Constant worrying about work is making me a little stressed and as a result my defense is sending messages that I need to sleep so that I can avoid attending to my work! Oawrhhhhhhhh! 

What is love?

I seriously cannot imagine life without you.

I'm so used to having you around, knowing that you will always make my days brighter...You are the most precious gift I can ever ask for! That thing that you share so generously with me?

That's love...definitely!

Love Letter

Betrayal

To trust a friend is not something you can do overnight. It's very hard to find someone who really genuinely loves you and cares about you. Ideally a friend is a person who offers love and respect and will never leave or betray you. It's very hard to find a friend who will stick by you through thick and thin, yet they can be easy to lose.

You guessed it, I have just been betrayed! In fact the wound is still very fresh and I can still feel my heart racing at the thought of it. To be perfectly honest, I am not affected too badly by what was said and who knew what and who started it and things of that sort. What was really hurtful was that I thought the friendship that we shared was mutual. I didn't know that you derived pleasure out of spreading news about me to the rest of the world. I know it was nothing overly wrong to be telling another person about me. But what was wrong was that you took me for granted and did not respect me as a person. You did not even clarify anything with me before letting the news go like wild fire to another person, which led to another person and another person. Why did you do that? What were you thinking? Were you envious? Were you curious? Were you just being plain ignorant? Or was it intentional? I am really very hurt by what you did. Why did you pretend like you knew nothing and went on to tell another person as if you were there to witness what happened to me? And After passing 1/2 the information, you decided to finally check in with me? And like as if that wound was not deep enough, you said your intention for asking me out last night was just to find out what actually happened? You were passing news about me using second hand information you got from another person! Is that how friendship works? You have no respect for your friend? You know what is more hurtful? It is the fact that I trusted you and I thought we could be friends forever...

Honestly, why didn't you just stab me with a knife? Least I can deal with physical pain with the help of some dressing and care. Instead, you chose to emotionally scar me forever...

Reminder

Two things I would like to highlight today:

ONE: CLIENT FIRST
We always talk about clients' interests first. Can this really happen? Essentially, your motivating factor  to stay in this profession will have to come from your very own personal interest. This personal interest can be related to personal experience or plainly an interest chanced upon or being planted in you since young. Whatever it is, my point is that your interest in the helping profession will have to have grown from your very own heart. The helping profession is unique in that you will need to know that you want to do it. You need to do it out of your own genuine interest for your passion of helping others. Because helping others require you to have compassion for others, which can only come from within. When I put it this way, essentially when you have a good session with your client, you are actually doing it out of fulfilment for your own interest. Now if that's the case, then there will be no "client's interest first" anyway, is there? I say this because, going back to the initial interest that has drawn you to the helping profession, in it you are expected to help, and by helping you would aim to have a good session with your client, and when you do finally achieve that good session, you may ask "whose interest was put first?" to achieve such outcome? Well, the way I see it, it is the therapist's! Because from the very beginning, the therapist got into this field to help, and by helping means to try to achieve a "good session" collaboratively with the client. And when the client's achieves his/her goal(s), it enhances the interest in the therapist, meaning the therapist continues to be inspired - she wins!

TWO: THE BEST SO FAR
Ever been put on an assignment that intimidates the shit out of you? The thought of it makes you all uneasy, you find it difficult to piece the puzzle together due to lack of cooperation and information, you just want to give up! I have felt all of those and more but I chose to persevere. The journey was an experiential one, and the outcome was amazingly amazing! I have never felt so much satisfaction in doing something until I felt what I felt today. Indeed I was grateful to be given such an opportunity to experience such an awesome feeling! Through this, I am honoured to say that I now see the word "perseverance" on an entirely new level! Great respect for such a word so simple yet encouraging!

"Only through perseverance will you achieve incredible breakthroughs!"

Your Stress or Mine?

In the midst of having constant deadlines to meet such as assignments to turn in, reports to write, proposals to submit, presentations to prepare, boring textbooks to read, I scare myself to think that the time I spend procrastinating, doing work-unrelated activities way overpower the time I should indeed be spending on perfecting my work.

Hence, that makes me wonder if I am truly stressed out due to excessive work load or did I create unnecessary stress by playing too much when in fact I should really be channeling all my energy to doing work? I can only imagine how productive I can be if only I harvest all my efforts into work alone. Sometimes, I am pretty sure I can juggle both play and work equally and still be stress-free because when I sit down and lay all my work out, I see that I really do have time to do both! But I also noticed a great flood of pressure pour all over me and I start to feel an overwhelming pressure of stress when I see my peers drowning in stress.

So, is this stress business genuienely mine or is this here due to peer pressure to compete or peer pressure to be seen as being normal? Reason why I say that is because, most of my classmates are contsantly in bad shape, often sharing how stressed they are. Am I dramatizing my stress level so that I feel part of the group? Did my stress resonate from the group? Or purely from work? Or from not actually feeling stressed? I am definitely not saying that I can handle stressful situations any better than my peers, the fact that I'm feeling the stress at the moment says a lot about my ability to manage stress. But the fact of the matter is that sometimes I catch myself plastering a stressed face simply because. So is it simply because I am expected to feel stressed or am I stressed over the fact that I am not stressed enough?

Wednesdays with Wise Ting

"You need to find the core of your being. Only when you know the core of your being, is when everything that drives you fall into their respective places. The core of your being will attract good things to you like how a magnet does. Those who have not found their cores are those who live their lives being unstable, often have moods being seen sailing from high to low - like a pendulum swinging from one end to the other unknowing where they should belong and want to belong..."

Just when I thought it to be another ordinary Wednesday out with Wise Ting, I was left to ponder upon something extremely thought-provoking and somewhat deep. For a random person who doesn't usually think too hard about things, this was quite a powerful challenge for me. I would like to think that I'm usually one who is quite strong, stable and sure of myself. This question lingers in my head now as I try to decipher what is the core of my being...What is the magnet that is working for me? and perhaps, you too?

A lil under the weather...

I hate it when I'm sick...
But anyway, like it or not I am sick...
Leaky nose, achy body, pounding head, sore throat...all that jazz...I've lost count how many times I've fallen ill this year...what's with this body of mine?!?!??! Grrrrr!!

 Too much peanut butter m&ms or too much work from uni?!?!??!

Peanut Butter WHAT?!?!?

Last evening I was introduced to sin...

I took one, tossed it into my mouth, took a bite...crushed the sugar coat and into a layer of milk chocolate, covering a squirt of peanut butter! Awwwww...that was simply awesome! And then, I figured the best way to eat it...(well because I know I so have the tendency to finish the whole bag at one go, I decided to go slow with it, so that I get to eat it the best possible way, experiencing every bite to the most maximum level).

So first, you've gotta bite it into two halves. Take the first half, slightly chewing using your front teeth until sugar coat is broken. Then, slowly move it to the middle area of your tonge. Using the tip of your tongue, mix the sugar, chocolate and peanut butter together to form a paste. Now that a paste is formed, slowly press your tongue against the roof of your mouth and let it slowly trickle to the back of your throat...slowly go "ahhhhhhhhhhhhh". Wait! You're not done yet! There's the other half...you could either repeat what you did to the first half, or you gently break the sugar coat, chew and swallow it, while keeping the chocolate and peanut butter hidden somewhere in your mouth. Once the sugar coat is nicely down your throat, you now let the remainder sit in the middle of your tongue and just let it melt away...
p/s: be sure not to consume water straight after so that the taste can linger for a while longer...

Peanut Better M&Ms, heard so much about it...finally tried it today and loved it!

p/s: I'm pretty sure they serve Taro Milk Tea from Easyway and Peanut Butter M&Ms in heaven for breakfast every single day...(best of all, in heaven nobody gains weight!)

A Taste of Sweetness in August

Can't believe that we're a month and a half from Mid Autumn Festival 2010, and I already have mooncake in the kitchen! Mid Autumn Festival 2010 falls on the 22nd September 2010. It is without a doubt, one of my favourite festivals in the Chinese calander. I love everything about it - love the sweetness of mooncake, love the elaborated patterns on the cake, love the snowy skin mooncake, love the green tea paste, love the durian paste, love the traditional lotus paste, love the lanterns, love playing with candles, love melting the wax from the candles, love staring at the moon, love making a wish to the fairy up in the moon...most of all, love that I was granted a special wish and I got to spend it with you!

Mid Autumn Festival 2009: One for Justin, one for Emily, one for Michelle, one for Teng...

A Pro at Procrastinating

Don't know if you are able to see Farah's comment on this picture? She is quite right indeed, "look at the product of procrastinating!" (Gulamoydeen, 2010)

I'm in the midst of writing the final paper for Neuropsychology. Being the final paper would probably mean that the final grade for this subject is at the moment dependent on how well I do (that's assuming that I put all my effort into it, which judging by the picture above simply says otherwise!). 


This is the second last subject of the program, did you hear me?!?!? SECOND LAST!! Woohooooo!

Why is love like pyramid?

"Love is like a pyramid because it's strong, prominent and it stands forever..."

o.O ~WinK~ O.o

                     

Tantrum in the House!

I sometimes feel that I have not outgrown temper tantrums at home. I am quite reactive and stubborn most particularly at home, and often my parents don't really know how to respond to me. Temper tantrum is a way children act out their frustrations and anger, which sounds a lot like what I do. Problem is that I'm not a child anymore, then why am I still chucking tantrums at home?

Oh well, sometimes it gets a bit on my nerve when the typical Asian parenting focuses on whatever that is not done, whatever that is not good enough and whatever that could be better. No reinforcements for any good deeds done. One would have thought after more than 26 years, I would have gotten used to it? But no! Is this an indication that I should be kicked out to live on my own?

I say this now, but I know when the day finally comes that I do move, I will never ever get used to it because at home, my mom packs my breakfast, does my laundry, irons my clothes, cleans my room, picks up after me, etc, etc, etc. My dad on the other hand buys my favourite breakkie on weekends, chauffeur me everywhere on weekends, buys me nice clothes all the time and does everything a loving father would to protect his baby daughter.

Well, the thing is we love each other and know how much we mean to one another. What we've gotta realise is that our family grows up just like how a child does too. I know it's a disgusting fact my parents dread to acknowledge, but fact is that we've got to respect each other as how grown ups do! This day may never ever come that my parents have such revelation. I guess it's for me to work on my own temper and to come up with my clever little way to act my age so that they (hopefully) get it too.

Come to think of it, 26 and still living under my parents' roof, whoops...kinda embarrassing, but oh well! I'm uniquely Asian, hahahhaha!

What Type of Men Scorpio Women Like

Scorpio Women are vivacious, intense and determined ladies. It is only after successfully achieving her ambitions in life that a Scorpio Woman thinks about romance and relationships. Till then she is contended with the fact that she can impress any man on this planet with her charm and persona. This article tries to understand the type of men Scorpio women like.


Scorpio Women are:

• Independent, Intelligent and driven with a sense of purpose in life.
• Their emotions are deep and strong.
• They carefully choose their partner after knowing what they want from their men.
• The quality of intutition allow these women to be fairly successful in choosing their worthy spouse.

Men apt for Scorpio Women should be:

• Emotional, composed, patient, able and lucky.
• Scorpio women have very bad temper. Under the spell of such intense emotions, they abuse the opponent in unintended ways.
• The man in a scorpio woman’s life should be wise enough to curb his share of opinions, emotions, and ego in such tense moments.
• An able partner to a scorpio woman would appreciate the fact that his lady is a person in her own right and her deep sense of strong identity is as precious to her as her life itself.
• He should treat her like a friend first. Such gesture will win this extremely beautiful lady’s heart.
• After getting appropriate and adequate assurances, a scorpio woman will be completely ready to give her heart and soul for such a worthy partner.
• Men who do not accept these terms and conditions are left on the roadsides to make catcalls, once this lady passes by.
• A Scorpio woman is an honor for a man, and he should be honourable to achieve one.
• Since Pisces men come close to possessing the above mentioned qualities, they are the most compatible men with the women of this sun sign.

I don't think I like you very much...

Today I had a good supervision with my thesis supervisor.

p/s: If there was something I should take away from this whole thesis saga, it would be that thesis is not something I will ever want to do once I get out of this program!

Maturity

When do you know is time to move on? Guess it will never be a time you know. Moving on is simply a sign of maturity. You and I, we've chased something we both know we can never achieve. Time to put a stop to something that has no end to it. All the heartaches, though painful but can be swept aside. Let's wipe it out and start over. Through it all, we lived and we learnt. You never know just how much it meant, but guess nothing is important anymore. Some things we cannot explain by words and words alone. Let's not make it any more difficult. What's been hurtful's hurt enough. That, which is a lesson, make it a lesson worth learning. Looking back to things of the past is nothing but a waste of time and not to mention an added baggage to us both. Forward thinking is the way to go. Bury the bitterness of yesterday, let the fights end, and the tears dry. Rejoice in the sweetness of today. Tomorrow will be a new day. New day calls for new dreams and new directions. Let maturity lead you to everything that is good. Fight no more for it's time to let go and move on...

What a friend is not...

Friends are meant to be very meaningful people who would accept you as you are.

Sometimes, some friends make us feel like they are here to tell us what to do. As such, I don't feel comfortable sharing with them as how friends would. They would pass judgment, criticize and sometimes deliberately say things that may be hurtful. It's quite uneventful that some friends end up this way. I am fortunate that not all my friends are this way. But that one or two who are like that are enough to make me put up my defenses to stay away from them in order to avoid being a victim of their own little gossiping frenzy!

If you think you are a friend to someone, be a friend...Friends usually have no deliberate intentions nor agenda behind what they do for you. If you think you cannot be a friend, stay away!

What does that small voice say?

Having the courage to end a long term relationship was one of the few bigger achievments for me. Upon the break up, I was not only relieved but entirely grateful for all the little and big good things that started to come my way. I instantly knew without a doubt, what I did was right and indeed needed to happen.

Today, I am happily living my life doing the things I enjoy, along with the people I love. For all I have today, I will not trade them for anything else in the world. I just know that this is the beginning of all good things and I will be blessed with nothing less than what I deserve from this day forth!


p/s: Ending a relationship with someone is never easy. But that small voice in you will never go wrong. Follow your heart, and your dreams will be discovered...it will lead you on a long journey of never ending happiness (with the one you TRULY love).

Chasing Time

Stress is clearly visible as reflected on my skin as my complexion is suffering breakouts which can only be a result of academic stress!

So much to do, so little time!

This is so not healthy for my wellbeing...It does feel like I'm chasing time, and the feeling sucks!

New Layout

Love the new layout!
I think this is so me...so girl, so sweet, so pink!

Doesn't make sense that I change the layout without dropping a few lines, ey??

I don't really have much to say, besides the usual ranting about life as a student. I so can't wait for it to end. I rejoice at the fact that I've passed the 1/2 way mark, I'm more than 1/2 way done(!)...but at the same time, the feeling is very unsure and nerve wrecking. The one thing I procrastinate, I hate, I fear, I cringe, I still have to do it...time is ticking, participation is lacking...sigh...can my fairy-god-mother come and help me magically complete this thing that begins with a "T" and end with a "hesis", so that I can stop doubting my ability to do what I fear most!

You have no idea how badly I want to finish and be done with this! >_<

Beky

Get well soon, Beky!

You've brought so much joy and made so many of our dreams come true. Today, you fell ill and had your temperature soaring high. I pray for speedy recovery and for us to be able to keep you for a while longer. I am grateful for all the happiness made possible by you alone. Without you, life wouldn't be as exciting and as interesting. You kept it going for us, you were forever loyal and always there for us. I hope you take this time to have a break and not rest too long. Seeing you being taken away for treatment only made my heart ache and lips quiver. I can only hope for the best for you!

Please get well soon, Beky...Please...

The Diagnosis of LOVE

Below are symptoms to diagnose a person being in love:

• Having a prolonged euphoric mood and smiling to self throughout the day
• Sudden ability to understand love songs in languages never before learnt/heard of
• Accelerated heart rate at  at the sound of the person's name
• Palpitation is noticed seconds before meeting the person
• Recurrent and persistent thoughts about the person whenever apart
• Hallucination about the person being next to you all the time
• Uneasy feeling and having the urge to be hypervigilant at the absence of the person
• Sleep is willingly sacrificed just so more time can be spent together
• Hearing the other person's voice becomes compulsory before sleep each day
• Weight gain/loss is noticed
• Symptoms are not due to direct effects of a substance or general medical condition 

Having only the fuzzy feelings without the physiological effects do not qualify one to be diagnosed as being in love. All symptoms including physiological and psychological must be present and felt for at least a continuous 24 hours before such diagnosis can be confirmed.

Love Language

"As long as there is love, all things goes..."

People paint a picture of loving someone as something really easy to do. If that was the case, what then is the explanation for people not being satisfied by what is provided or not provided by their other halves? Sometimes I get puzzled myself when thinking about love and its minute complexities. I believe that once you have found "the one", you know it within you and that feeling of attainment in having that person in your life is simply astounding, leaving you in awe!

Having the presence of this person in your life can be the start of many great things. For example, you get to be the best of who you are because you want to be the best of everything you are for that person. Or you might also feel that when combined with your other half, you complement each other so well that you become one best thing!

Now imagine you've found your other half and you can't stop being grateful for having met each other? Would you  keep reminding yourself that "I am in love!" and hope to God that all things go well between the two of you? I reckon most people would. However, what if all you do is just that?And deludedly believing with all your heart and soul that "love conquers all"?

Loving someone often makes you happy. However, such happiness would not resonate from nothing if you both just sit and stare at each other. Take time to remind yourself how in awe you were when you first met each other, pray to God that you will grow in your relationship with your other half. Above all, say the words you want to say, spend time giving each other undivided attention, gift is not always about materialism, buy each other a special gifts which are able to reflect your thoughtfulness and efforts, do something to show that you care, hold those hands, rub those shoulders and remind each other over and over again how bloody lucky you both are to have found each other! :) 

Love, is quite a funny thing! :)

Unreal...

Today a couple had their separate car keys died on them both on the same day, one after another! How freaky! What kinds of super ultra extra enmeshment just happened? Unreal...

They also tried to save a kitten under the drizzling rain by chasing after it to send it up for adoption...but bearing the keyword "tried"...after being semi-wet, and illegally (pretty sure it's illegal) climbing into the neighbours hourse to reach it, the kitten decided to hide in the bushes and not show herself! Ouch!

What a day?!? 

Nevertheless it was a good day! =)

In the midst of it all...

In the midst of it all...I am thankful that I have you!

(Really, that's all I want and have to say...)

Be it or be it not?

The fact that nothing is permanent can sometimes be just quite daunting.
In fact really, nothing in this world can promise eternity...
Which ponders the question if love is evanescent?
Be it or be it not, enjoy each fruitful day as it comes...
Invest your all in the ones you adore, for you only live once and you have nothing to lose!

"We must realise and be ever conscious of the fact that life is fugacious and ephemeral." 
 — Bobson Gbinije

Have you watched How To Train Your Dragon?

Here is a preview of my version...

You are my Hiccup!

I'm your Toothless dragon. 

You train me, and I will be loyal to you...

I will keep you from other dragons, coz you are (MINE) vulnerable...

We complement each other and are the best when combined!

 

Train your dragon well, for it will be protect you and bring you lots of fun flying you around and about! Wheee! >_<

It is right...

It is right when it feels right.

It feels right to be in a highly stressed situation right now (knowing that the stress will wear and I will be strongER!)

It feels right to be wanting something real bad (knowing that I will be motivated to work hard enough for it!)

It feels right to be in this with you (knowing that I smile myself to sleep and I smile myself awake each day!)

I like it when it feels right! =)

Strike a balance, please?

Sometimes life gets a little boring, evil thoughts randomly attack your mind giving you strange ideas to flea from where you are. Either that or an angelic voice agreeing with you on your current struggles and pain and would like you to continue sinking lower and lower until you hit rock bottom. Other times you go on a high and like a flying balloon you wonder when will ever be on the same level as the clouds (and if you would ever be so lucky to meet Carebears?). But what is life without a taste of some evilness and some sweetness? Good news is that nothing is permanent...you can never get too sad or too happy, too blase or too excited, too bad or too good, too rotten or too beautiful. Life needs to be a fine-tuned journey. If you aim to be happy all the time you'd be manic, or if you dwell in your unhappiness excessively you'd be depressed. I wish to stike a balance and live in moderation. What about you?

What is ADHD??

Here's a taste of what I study/do...Enjoy (not!)... :)

BEHAVIOURAL DEFINITION OF ADHD (made simple!):

ADLIO-HI-CANS

Children with ADHD are often complained for their short ATTENTION SPAN, which make sense that they are eadily DISTRACTED in class. Due to that, they are also perceived to have poor LISTENING, which often leads to inability to follow INSTRUCTIONS. Because they are unble to follow simple guidelines, many at times they would have very limited ORGANIZATIONAL SKILLS too. Now all these symptoms point them towards behaving in a HYPERACTIVE and IMPULSIVE manner. When they are unable to sit still and control themselves, it only make sense that they beccome more CARELESS, and somewhat unable to ACCEPT RESPONSIBILITY by often blaming others. When they do ruminate in their avoidance for responsibility, they are in fact adopting NEGATIVE ATTENTION SEEKING BEHAVIOURS which result in poor SOCIAL SKILLS and lower SELF ESTEEM.

You...

On days when I don't feel I have the strength to carry on, you are always there to pull me through
Your smile brightens my day, your laughter warms my heart
You are my one and only as well as my number one
You always know what to say and when not to say anything at all
You generously give me your all when all I asked for was a listening ear
I know I can always count on you whenever the world turns its back at me
All you ever wanted is an exchange of a simple smile for every big or little effort you do
How can I ever thank you enough for your genuine care and concern
I must have been touched by an angel
And I am pretty damn sure the angel is YOU!

V for Victory!

What you said to me last night made me renew to a greater length of my admiration towards your courage and your determinism to stay focused and not lose sight. You've boldly declare how badly you've been wanting this, that this has become the be-all and end-all of you...

I know how much this means to you, and believe me when I say I admire your courage and your determinism. As such, I give my word to you...I promise that I will never let you ever go down without a fight. Should you one day lose all energy to keep going, I will stop running my own race, and I will push you from your behind to ensure that you finish the race victoriously!

S for Shit Supervision

It's gonna be a venting entry...

I had the worst supervision ever! Yes, EVER! I'm not exaggerating, only stating the fact!
One of my videos was reviewed by my supervisor, which I was big time surprised by the transcript she's written because the 4 pages full of scribbles would only mean that she had been concentrating in front of the monitor to note my expressions as well as listened to every single word I uttered as I conducted my session. I was both very grateful and impressed that she took me so seriously that my trail of endless mistakes/faults due to my incompetence and inadequacy were jotted down one by one and then processed during supervision, which lasted for approximately 45 minutes. In the 45 minutes with her as we went through my "ares of improvement", the feeling was not nice! On one hand I felt like I was being punished as my mistakes were picked out one by one with no mercy at all, but then on the other hand, I felt like my wound were being cleaned and dressed to perfection by a gentle and caring supervisor. I must admit that I have never felt this way for a while.

As I reflect upon what I did which were (mostly) wrong in the last session, I really cannot pinpoint it to anything at all. Though I feel incompetent but my confidence is not hampered. I know I am inadequate, but I am not at all limiting myself to absorbing as much knowledge as I possibly can. I kept reminding myself that I have done this before, I used to do it so well, and therefore there is no reason for such carelessness or decline in skills. I know I am capable!

Right now, I feel like an ant. I know an ant may be small and could not be noticed by many before being stepped and ignored. But on the flip side of it, I know what an ant is capable of. An ant is hardworking and wise! I may look like a fool in the eyes of my supervisor now, but at least I am teachable and I strive to improve. If anything, this had renewed my impression on supervision and on my work in general - to take this seriously, damn seriously! and also take pride in the job I do. My past experience with supervision were most of the time pleasant and pleasing. This whole new experience had given me a refreshing start which I am confident that it will only make me better!

"Ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer." Proverbs 30:25

"Go to the ant, you sluggard, consider its ways and be wise! It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest." Proverbs 6:6-7

What is it?

Weekday birthdays:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Throw you a party this weekend, yeah? Too much hassle to have it today seeing that it's Monday, bad traffic everywhere and moreover tomorrow we'll have to wake up early for work! So, see you this weekend!" --> But a person's birthday only happens once a year, even so can't you make that little sacrifice to celebrate it on the day itself?

Have not found the "perfect" gift (yet):
"Hey, I'm so sorry I have not found the perfect gift for you! I've looked around a few shopping malls and still can't find something fitting for you! Owe it to you first, ya...I have something in mind for you, once I get my hands on them, I'd send it to you right away!" --> Really? You have been looking? If you know jolly well that you need to get a gift for a certain occasion by a certain date, can't you take the effort to start looking and organise yourself a little earlier? Well if it is important to you, I don't see why not!

Monetary gifts:
"Here's a small red packet for you! I figured I'm lousy at getting gifts, would be much better than I gave you some cash and you can go spoil yourself." --> Lousy at getting gifts or just another excuse for being lazy? Don't you want the person to remember you by that something you went through great lengths to get him/her?

Combined celebration:
"Since it's your birthday and our anniversary this month, let's have a double celebration at one go! We'd go and have a fancy dinner end of this month to celebrate both occasions so we won't need to crack our heads to think of where to go for two separate events!" --> Hmmm, this is unfair! The person did not ask for her birthday to be two days before her anniversary, did she? Two separate occasions deserve two separate celebrations. It's definitely not a hassle, it's another reason for celebration!

How do you justify these situations? Are these genuine responses or responses for convenience's sake? Is it our lifestyle? Is it because we are trapped in the hussle and bustle of our busy-bee society, which makes us become less thoughful and more of a slacker? I have no idea, I sometimes find myself being trapped in such excuses as well. But when I think of how important that person is to me, I try to go the extra mile to make the person feel special. I know sometimes we can't help it due to our busy schedules and what not. As I am expressing my thoughts at the moment, I can't help but feel extremely guilty for all the birthdays of special people I missed especially in the last year. Things that have passed unfortunately I cannot change, however I am fortunate for today and many tomorrows. As such, I shall try to mark down those special days and make sure they don't go unnoticed! ;)

North, South, East or West?

Have you ever felt like a little mouse chasing after a piece of cheese dangling in front of you? That's a bit of what I'm feeling now. In fact, there is not only a single block of cheese in front of me, there are multiple. All equally nice tasting, and all equally as high quality. What do you do when situation is calling for you to choose one of of the many? Although being given the hint that they all taste equally as good and maintain an equal high standard, how would you go about picking the best piece for you? Most importantly, how do you know what you have picked will serve as the best for you?

Sometimes, the best thing to do is really just to listen to your heart. But what do you do when your heart is not saying anything to you? It's all a matter of timing, really? Does that mean I keep sitting on it and eventually something might happen? I would like to think that I want it hard enough and therefore sacrifices are worth the while. But the thing now is that whichever way I choose, I seem to be sacrificing something anyway. OMG...life is complicated? I want to live a simple life! Or Simpler! :p

The Month of February...

Is it an advantage or a disadvantage that Chinese New Year 2010, so happen to fall on the same day as Valentine's Day??!?!? Is it going to be a double celebration or a deprieved celebration? Will I be seeing more red roses on the streets or more red packets in the bag? :p

Your happiness is mine too...

I'm not one who likes to show off, simply because it's simple enough that I know I'm not. I know how uncomfortable it is for the receiving party when people brag on about what's new and dear to them. Although I know sometimes that we cannot help but get so caught up in our own happiness that we put others down or unconsciously describe ourselves in lingo such as "us" versus "them". I know I don't like to be put in such situation and therefore, I am very careful as not to put anyone through such agony.

However, this is slowly becoming a problem for me as nowadays I adopt the idea that whenever I share good news with others, I am highlighting my happiness, and that to me is almost becoming a taboo. It's almost like me telling people about my success would mean that I'm putting myself on the pedestal. As a result, many at times, I find that I hesitate a lot to share good news with others. I'm not sure if I cannot or I dare not express myself. "Cannot" because I'm afraid that I may offend others who are probably not on the same boat as myself and "dare not" for the fear of losing such happiness too early, too soon.

So what exactly is my problem? I cannot be happy for myself? I cannot express happiness? This sometimes frustrates me as I hear other people brag and go on and on and on about their satisfaction in life. When they do tell me something pleasant about their lives/jobs/relationships/families/etc, I do get very excited for them. In fact, I love to hear happy reports from poeple. I really do feel happy for them and I genuinely smile from the inside as I embrace their news as my own. It's really effortless for me to be happy for others, but how come when it comes to dealing with my own happiness, I feel a sense of guardedness??

Future?

Just a random thought...I wonder what would the future look like for me??

I entertain this thought from time to time, think for a while until no conclusions can be made, feel a bit restless and unsure and usually let out a long sigh as I snap myself back to reality. It is scary sometimes when you do think to yourself, "gee if this or that had/n't happen, I'd be doing this or that?!?!?" I don't regret for the things I have done or have not done in the past. I am looking forward to a hopeful future. Just that at this point in time, future seems way too far away. As I slowly sail through my here and now, I sometimes wish someone/something could assure me that my future can look a certain way.

As I said, just a random thought...

Ello says Hello!

Ello is a new pet I received a little over three weeks ago...Apparently the person who gave it to me said that elephant symbolizes strength, humbleness and hard work. Upon receiving Ello, the student in me had decided to sit him upon a pedestal on my study desk to remind me of it's wonderful traits as a strong, humble and hardworking animal. I immediately fell in love with it and wish to share that with you. If you are wondering what could be of guidance to you this year, maybe try being like Ello?!?!? ;) (p/s: that's Ello after having McD's for breakfast...it's all full and very satisfied with both food and toy!)

Fruit of the week: "Be Encouraged!"
Whatever that you are pursuing at this point in time, please be reminded to "be encouraged". Sometimes, it's easy to lose sight of the greater picture when we only dwell on current our pains/obstacles. Let us be encouraged to continue fighting the battle and work hard at achieving whatever we've have set out to achieve! =) Gambate!!

Warming Up!

Slowly warming up to the load...After not seeing clients for about a month and a bit, it almost feels like all skills harvested before the holidays just conveniently flew out the window. Sad, ain't it?!?

At times like this, it helps to remind myself that "I am here to learn!" Though different supervisors means different approach and what not, I still only have one objective that I cling on to, "I choose this site to get my hands dirty, and therefore soaking my hands in mud and shit is expected for the sake of L-E-A-R-N-I-N-G!"

Though the brain engine does take a bit more time to warm up to the demands, I must not lose sight, and always remember that my "BEAUTIFUL HEART" is polished to be "SERIOUS" and "PURPOSEFUL".

External Practicum

I don't really know how to describe my feelings at the moment. I'm one step closer to becoming a professional?? I don't know if I can put it that way...anyway tomorrow will mark the beginning of my External Practicum. Along with excitement of seeing REAL DEAL clients, I'm also very anxious about my own capabilities. I'm not sure if it's self-confidence but I have a feeling it's not. It's more like knowing I'd be thrown into the deep sea, not having my 10 other classmates there to vent and to support when things get a lil rough is quite daunting! It's at times like this that makes me realise how much my fellow classmates have contributed to the successful completion of my last 3 semesters! Not easy at all, but with them, they make it easiER. Together we shared our load, we embraced in each others' successes, we support each others' weaknesses, we encourage, we played, we fought (and we fought hard!), we did most things as a team. Now that we'll be going our separate ways as we start our external practicum, I wish each and every one of us the best of luck! Though we'll be seeing lesser of each other, let's not forget how efficient we were as a team and let's continue to be of encouragement to each other!

Is does sound like I'm going through separation anxiety...whatever it is, the lil stress that I'm feeling could just be a good thing I hope! =)

To External Practicum! =)

New Year, New Beginnings!

I've never done anything like this before, and to add to it, I have never thought I was competent enough to be holding down a job like that...I guess to a new beginning, I shall dig up my courage, have a taste of it, let my hair down, and enjoy myself??

I was selected as a teaching assistant for one of the subjects along with another coursemate! Woohoo! "Congratulations, Chelle!" I know...for those of you who know me, you know how much this sort of thing isn't really my kinda thing? But hey, to everything, there is first! And to this, how else would I wanna have a taste of it if it was not one of the subjects I am passionate about? Anyway, I see this as a milestone in my life. And to those who say "never" to some things, think again! "Never say never..." for you never know when you'll be called up!

As with my new year resolution to keep my dreams at heart and to fight hard for them, I think this is a fantastic place to start! =) Everyone out there, HAPPY NEW YEAR!! I know this will be a great year, so play hard, folks!