Just wondering
My brother has been telling me this since eons ago...
"Jie, don't sing lah. Each time you do, you cause an earthquake somewhere. Please do the world a favour by not killing innocent lives.."
And just when I think he's talking crap, true enough, something major really happened. It's the Earthquake and Tsunami disaster, taking away a massive number of lives and causing great destruction to many places in South and Southeast Asia.
Is my horrible singing the cause of it? Apparently, my brother claims I'm the sole cause for the misery of the victims...
Plus...the suay thing is..it had to happen on my birthday on the 26th...wah liew~~~~~ I really think 2004's a damn unlucky year for me.. even my birthday's a cursed day!
After days of malaise, I have finally succumbed to the mighty bacteria and viruses. Those microorganisms have decided to let me have a taste of their power by giving me a bad flu. By the way, I'm wondering if others know what's the difference between a cold and a flu. I didn't know the difference until I went to medical school. A cold's just the cough and running nose. But you get these PLUS fever and aching joints in a flu.
I quite like the feeling of falling ill at times. It's when I sleep real soundly, but the thing I cannot stand is Mum's continuous nagging. Somehow, she doesn't seem to see why it's such a chore for me to get my ass down to the living room (1st storey) from my room (which is in the 3rd storey) when my joints are aching. But I kinda got quite a bit of peace today..cos she went out the whole day for her facial appt and to get a new hairdo.
Oh, she actually told her hairstylist that my hair's totally out of shape now and will need to do something about it. Does it mean she'll bring me down to the salon one day? Oh boy, can't wait for her to do so manz. It'll be so exciting if her hairstylist can give me a new hairdo.
Because I'm been so weak and lethargic for the past 2 days, it was either sleeping, doing Jap homework or watching TV. News on the disaster is on almost every hour, and being lazy me, I just sat on the sofa and watched it again and again. It's saddening to know that so many have been killed, and here I am not feeling fortunate that I'm safe and sound in hot sunny Singapore (oops..). But I do feel helpless for not being able to do anything to help the victims.
Huishan sent me a sms about some collection of essentials for the Sri Lankan victims at some dunno wat place near Tekka Mall (where the hell is that?) this evening, and honestly speaking, I'm really tempted to make an effort to go buy some food stuffs and medicine and go down to the dunno-what-place to hand over my donations, despite me being ill. I thought Huishan will know where it is, but unfortunately, she doesn't, so how on earth am I gonna find my way there?
Dad was reading the papers and then suddenly saying he wanted to buy coffins for the victims. It's gonna do him good if he does that (some Buddhist priest told him that..but anyway, Dad's very kind by nature), but the thing is...there are so many bodies around, and it'll be a mass burial..will there be a need for coffins? I don't think so...
I guess the only thing I can do is to donate some money (will those going around to ask for donations for this PLEASE approach me if you see me walking on the streets?). Sigh..if only I'm a doctor, I'll be really eager to fly over to volunteer my services manz...there'll be so much more I can do rather than sitting here and listening to the news... I'm feeling like a useless piece of shit... *ahhh choooooo*
"Jie, don't sing lah. Each time you do, you cause an earthquake somewhere. Please do the world a favour by not killing innocent lives.."
And just when I think he's talking crap, true enough, something major really happened. It's the Earthquake and Tsunami disaster, taking away a massive number of lives and causing great destruction to many places in South and Southeast Asia.
Is my horrible singing the cause of it? Apparently, my brother claims I'm the sole cause for the misery of the victims...
Plus...the suay thing is..it had to happen on my birthday on the 26th...wah liew~~~~~ I really think 2004's a damn unlucky year for me.. even my birthday's a cursed day!
After days of malaise, I have finally succumbed to the mighty bacteria and viruses. Those microorganisms have decided to let me have a taste of their power by giving me a bad flu. By the way, I'm wondering if others know what's the difference between a cold and a flu. I didn't know the difference until I went to medical school. A cold's just the cough and running nose. But you get these PLUS fever and aching joints in a flu.
I quite like the feeling of falling ill at times. It's when I sleep real soundly, but the thing I cannot stand is Mum's continuous nagging. Somehow, she doesn't seem to see why it's such a chore for me to get my ass down to the living room (1st storey) from my room (which is in the 3rd storey) when my joints are aching. But I kinda got quite a bit of peace today..cos she went out the whole day for her facial appt and to get a new hairdo.
Oh, she actually told her hairstylist that my hair's totally out of shape now and will need to do something about it. Does it mean she'll bring me down to the salon one day? Oh boy, can't wait for her to do so manz. It'll be so exciting if her hairstylist can give me a new hairdo.
Because I'm been so weak and lethargic for the past 2 days, it was either sleeping, doing Jap homework or watching TV. News on the disaster is on almost every hour, and being lazy me, I just sat on the sofa and watched it again and again. It's saddening to know that so many have been killed, and here I am not feeling fortunate that I'm safe and sound in hot sunny Singapore (oops..). But I do feel helpless for not being able to do anything to help the victims.
Huishan sent me a sms about some collection of essentials for the Sri Lankan victims at some dunno wat place near Tekka Mall (where the hell is that?) this evening, and honestly speaking, I'm really tempted to make an effort to go buy some food stuffs and medicine and go down to the dunno-what-place to hand over my donations, despite me being ill. I thought Huishan will know where it is, but unfortunately, she doesn't, so how on earth am I gonna find my way there?
Dad was reading the papers and then suddenly saying he wanted to buy coffins for the victims. It's gonna do him good if he does that (some Buddhist priest told him that..but anyway, Dad's very kind by nature), but the thing is...there are so many bodies around, and it'll be a mass burial..will there be a need for coffins? I don't think so...
I guess the only thing I can do is to donate some money (will those going around to ask for donations for this PLEASE approach me if you see me walking on the streets?). Sigh..if only I'm a doctor, I'll be really eager to fly over to volunteer my services manz...there'll be so much more I can do rather than sitting here and listening to the news... I'm feeling like a useless piece of shit... *ahhh choooooo*
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