Don't Speak

It's been nearly a month sharing the transport with this noisy guy who yaks non-stop during the journey. All I wished for was peace and quiet so that I could nap. Having to wake up at 7.30am is very taxing you know? *siams the rotten eggs*

Today, my ordeal was extended. For some reason, the driver decided to use Upper Thomson Road, which has a jam every morning. Maybe there's somebody new to pickup?

The noisy guy was not one who keeps quiet. He questioned the driver and found out he decided to travel via Lornie Road due to a traffic jam along CTE.

Ouch. Bad move.

The noisy guy wouldn't take it lying down. He started saying that the driver should have consulted him since he was "very familiar with the roads in this area, having traveled to Bukit Timah area for year". And he went on to describe the route he should have taken.

Father and I could only roll our eyes. I alone have 9 continuous years - try beating me? Yet we have not spoken a word.

By the way, the route he described is NOT the best.

Progress Report

Putting on weight! I'm sporting a double chin before I knew it. There is always too much food. Enough about eating more for healing. How can I consume the same portion as the rest if I don't even walk? Have to cut down already.

My toes nails are terribly soft. I used to have to press the nail clipper with 4 fingers and trim my toes nails after bathing so that they are softer. Now they crack and keep going whenever they a bit long. And the trimming process might crack them too. Argh.

Still having problem with toileting and transfer.

The scars on my face are still obvious. Plus a new pit right in the middle of my forehead, no thanks to that mega pimple. Thankfully, my cheapo beauty regimen has cured most of the other blemishes. Shall start trying the Asiatic Centella ointment of my face too.

PT at No Use Hospital today. Outpatient rehab really does not seem to be part of their focus. At least for the neuro department. There is only 1 PT and 1 TA at any given time. Large gym, but quite under-utilized. Funny that the doctors in the same hospital don't seem to be aware. Everytime ask me why only come once a month.

The canteen at Some People Died is pretty unappetizing. The teh tastes thin although the color looks ok. For cooked food, there's mixed vegetable rice, but the dishes look quite sad. Only half of the display shelf is filled, mostly with deep fried stuff - sausages, hash brown and the likes. Some oily-looking vegetables... and not sure what else, because I have no incentive to stop and find out. Maybe it's because there are so many food choices nearby. Pity the staff if they have to eat in on rainy days.

Seeing Colleagues After a Long Time

If I could go out to meet a friend, there was no reason that I couldn't go out to meet my colleagues... XD More so when the meal was going to be paid for and the place reasonably close.

Meeting a Long-Lost Friend

When I was still in the corner of Singapore, I was pleasantly surprised that Z, a friend from my JC CCA initiated a meetup. She offered to visit after I told her what I was up to, but I was sure nobody would want to go all the way there.

Goal Setting

The ~yawnz~ time of the year! As I was returning to work soon, my boss told me to do it. This time, she's doing it a bit differently. We were to submit a it in Word document for her to review first. Must be because the system was not very user-friendly.

The usual dunno-what-to-write. Still managed to come up with something.

Logged in to my email for the first time to send the document. The system wouldn't allow me to proceed unless I cleared some space first. Damn! Forcing me to read email!