14/10/08

trauma...

Definitions of trauma on the Web:

  • Any injury , whether physically or emotionally inflicted. "Trauma" has both a medical and a psychiatric definition. ...
  • Physical injury or emotional shock.
  • a generally unexpected, unfavorable event that is physically, mentally, and/or overwhelming to the person experiencing it. A single trauma can create lasting effects in the mind of a survivor, including Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).
  • When a person experiences, witnesses, or is confronted with an event or events that involve actual or threatened death or serious injury, or a threat to the physical integrity of self or others, and The person’s response involves intense fear, helplessness, or horror.


  • I love my job. I hate static.

    Everytime when the weather is a tad cold, every metal object in my office seems to has static. Locker door-handle. Lift button. Door handle. Bathroom door. EVERYTHIIING.
    Such an annoying experience. Sometimes I let my guard off, I touch the door handle and...ACKH! I hate static. Simply hate it. I'm thinking of letting my nail grow longer so that everytime I need to open the door...I'll poke the handle with my nail first. Hmm.
    I'm so traumatic to lift buttons and door handles now. D'oh.


    Never stay close to ladies who wear high-heels.

    My foot hurts. I think I got another bruise from a short tram ride *remember the old lady?*.
    I was sitting in a packed tram, when couple ladies in dresses and heels hop on. After few minutes, the tram shook and the one of the ladies lost her balance. And she stepped on my foot. Yeah, she stepped on my foot with her heels. Ouch. Lucky that wasn't a stiletto. I'm so gonna lose my foot if that was. Ha.
    Stiletto is one of men's mad invention, I reckon. I wonder whether I'll ever wear one. O well, for me, glamour doesn't have to hurt!

    Lesson learned: grow your nails longer. watch out for metal things around you. stay away from ladies in heels. keep your feet in a safe position while you're travelling on a tram. learn from your experience...blehh.

    this week...hmm

    Top random thing happened in this month: Richo!

    So who in the world is this 'Richo' guy? A-ha. Bet you don't know.
    I didn't wanna know, actually. But random thing happens in my life! Soo, yeah.

    Sunny Friday, perfect weather for everything! After lect, I felt the urge to...swim in my apartment's swimming pool. The pool is uber cozy, it's indoor and very warm. Niiice. My day was perfect, until few laps later. A guy came in, and from my observation, he was going to swim (d'oh, what else would he wanted to do?). Uh-oh. The pool wasn't all mine anymore. Nooooh.
    But o well. I learned about sharing with others, so this is the time to practice it. Awrity, I kept on swimming back and forth. Even though I didn't enjoy myself as much as before.
    Few laps laatta. He started talking to me.

    that guy: Hello.
    me: uh. hi (whaddya waaant??? aaaaa!!!)
    that guy: I've never seen you here before.
    me: ha ha. yeah me either
    that guy: do you come here often?
    me: nope. you?
    that guy: no, this is like my 5th time here.

    blahblahblahblah

    that guy: are you free tonight?
    me: (AAAAGH this is BAD, BAD BAAAD) no, I'm gonna have BBQ tonite.
    that guy: BBQ? where?
    me: Verve. With myFRIENDS (the emphasize is, you're not my friend)
    that guy: oh...how about tommorow?
    me: hmm. going to play basketball tomorrow.
    that guy: wow, basketball? where?
    me: south kensington.
    that guy: oh. how about sunday?
    me: umm not sure. but I go to church in the morning
    that guy: yeah, how about at night, are you free?
    me: not really, coz I go to work on Monday. *STOOPP!!!*

    NOTE: that guy was shivering
    NOTE #2: remember that I said that the pool was very warm? whats wrong with this guy? =.=

    Me continued swimming, trying to find a way to get out of that awkward situation.

    But then he started talking again. And moved closer. Eww.

    that guy (I haven't know his name yet, LOL): can I ask you a question?
    me: huh?
    that guy: do you have a boyfriend?
    me: um. nah. but I have someone close.
    that guy: what?
    me: I have someone close (, dumb dumb).
    that guy: oh. *moves away a bit*
    me: *haha*

    Swim swim swim.

    that guy: you look really good.
    me: ...thanks. (I believe that he is short sighted. Why? Because he looks like a person who wears glasses without his glasses on. You know how he looks.)
    that guy: whats your name?
    me: nysia. whats yours? (No. I don't really wanna know)
    that guy: Richo
    me: ow.

    Gaahh enough of this crap. I left the swimming pool, so did he. Geez. Can't leave me alone can you?
    He told me that he live on level 8, but when we got inside the lift, I noticed he didn't press number 8 until we're reaching my floor, the 9th.

    me: hey you didn't press the button.
    Richo: oh yeah
    *getting of the lift*
    *he pressed down button*
    Richo: hey, can I get your number?
    me: umm. Do you have your phone?
    Richo: no
    me: so how?
    Richo: I can remember
    me: (really? I really hope you'll forget) oowkay. sure?
    Richo: yep2
    me: (thinking of some lie) 0-4-0-2-3-2-8-6-8-8
    *hint: I changed 1 number. muahahaha*
    Richo: *repeated the number to himself* thanks. Can I take you out if you're free?
    me: ... just gimme a call.
    Richo: ok! *waves as I walked away quickly*

    HAHAHAh
    Now I better pray so I won't meet him again.

    Lesson learned: Don't swim in Southbank Towers' swimming pool on Fridays. Richo has day-off on that day, so he may be lurking there. Beware!

    7/10/08

    someone reminded me that I have a blog. Plus I got a new layout!!

    owell, I updated this blog on sept 28th, thats not so long ago XD
    aaaand! I like this new layout! woohoo...
    even tho it got the designer's name on the bottom...*bolong?? bolong means, umm, hole in Indo! XD* hahahahsh...

    update update

    uni's been boring. me wants holiday so badly :[
    aagh. but I dont wanna stay in Indo for too long too *demands demands demands*

    owell. I'm going to Syd next month! yayness!!

    let's make a to do list in syd, aye? :D

    - eat in Ramen Kan --- me loves the katsu don
    - eat in Thainatown --- miss the pad kapraw and pad thai
    - eat in Superbowl --- remarkable seafood/chicken congee, shredded beef and also squid..Ha!
    - eat in Marigold/ the restaurant in Market City - forgot the name
    - eat in Makoto --- J-food ftw
    - eat in Sushi train
    - eat in AMP tower? hmm questionable
    - eat in Star City buffet --- oooh mushell
    - eat in fish market --- agh seafood!
    - eat in...umm, where else to go??
    - dessert dessert - ice creeeam!
    - next dessert destination: pancake on the rocks!
    - more dessert destination: lindt cafe! yayness

    HOMG. So many things to eat so little time XD

    28/9/08

    randomness

    Definitions of random on the Web:

    Randomness is a lack of order, purpose, cause, or predictability in non-scientific parlance. A random process is a repeating process whose outcomes follow no describable deterministic pattern, but follow a probability distribution.

    Blah blah blah.

    anw!
    how's life, u asked? randomness abounds! XD
    I've been thinking about 1 BIG thing in my life.

    my assignment.

    big, aye?

    Supposedly, I do my assignment, and I can get over it. The problem is, it seems that the spirit of procrastination has chosen to dwell within me *nooooo!!*
    Shush! Go away!

    Arrgh, what do I do? O well. Me still has tomr XD
    lalala

    Life's good, all is well X3

    4/9/08

    16 Names Of Things You Never Knew Had Names!!

    This. Is so randomly useless! XD


    from: http://www.thelandsalmon.com/lifestyle/16-names-of-things-you-never-knew-had-names.html

    I deleted my copy here coz it's kinda screwed up in my new blogger layout! XD

    tha



    3/9/08

    Me ditching my blog? XD

    According to our beloved Mbah Google...

    Definitions of ditching on the Web:

  • a path for water that drains the surrounding land and alters naturally existing water flow through the area.
    www.beachwatchers.wsu.edu/island/estuaries/Glossaryofestuaryterms.htm

  • errr wait, something's not right...

    Definitions of ditch on the Web:

  • forsake; "ditch a lover"
  • chuck: throw away; "Chuck these old notes"


  • ahhh better XD
    So uh yeaaaah I know I haven't update my blog that much. You poor li'l thing!
    I deleted some useless posts too. I think I'm thinking too much now. Hummm. Why do flies fly? Why do dogs bark and cats purr? What makes human human? *okay so these questions are not related at all...me just being random, I kno*

    anw.
    Sometimes ago, I wanted to write a serious-er blog. I used to write my blog on FS, then I moved here *yay*, bearing the thought that I don't want to write funny things anymore in my new blog. Then I thought *again*, "No, life will be tooo boring without jokes". Which is very true, my dear friends. So I deleted some of my 'too-serious' posts. Hmm I feel lighter already. No I think I feel dizzy. Blame the weather!! XD yaay

    1/4/08

    My my...why do you keep bumping yourself to everything?

    Dear clumsy me,

    Argh, remember that you bumped your knee to the desk this afternoon?
    It hurts now. I got big bluish bruise!
    Geez, we're so clumsy. I remember myself when she was still a high school girl, she used to bump her knee to the bed frame or her arm to the door frame. Wonder why. Humm. Is it genetical? Because I remember my sister bumped her knee badly to the bed frame. I don't see her doing it now though. So it's not genetical. Aww.

    Ahh well.
    Don't know what else to write.

    Oh that reminds me of something btw!

    Once upon a time, I was on my way to somewhere I can't remember. I got on the tram, which was quite packed, but I found myself a seat. Minutes later, an old lady with appeared, tahdaaah!
    She has this small shopping trolley with her, the ones that Victoria Market's shoppers usually have with them. This old lady was going to sit in front of me...But heaven knows why, she didn't let me sit in peace. She ran her trolley over my foot! OUCH!

    That. Hurts. A lot.

    But then I forgot about that. Until one day I was walking around the city. I remember that I wore my comfy converse sneakers, but my foot hurted badly when I walked. Wondering why, I let it be *doh*. Aaand that happened for few days. Few days, before I finally found out WHY DID MY FOOT HURT. I found out that my right foot is brown and swollen. Eew. That mad lady!!! XO Boo you!

    Anw. I'm alive and happy now. So I've forgiven you, old lady! XD