Just friends

In he came, young and a lingering curiosity.
Desk in parallel.
A smile and brief hi.
Many glances later.
Much conversation in politeness.
And there were lunches.
Soon, the question popped...
"Just friends." I replied, extending my hand.
A slight disappointment flicked across his brown eyes.
"Yeah... Just friends" And he took mine in his. Shook.
"Remember, lunch later?" He smiled.
"Yes. Just friends." I smiled.
He stood and walked to the printer,
brushing my hand lightly as he went.
Yet, I feel nothing.

Wisdom Teeth Aches

Lately, many of my friends have been getting their wisdom teeth removed. Its something common amongst young adults and we often hear them talking strangely(muffled) a day after the procedure and uploading painfully swollen face photos up on Facebook.

During a previous dental visit, the dentist was looking conscientiously at my teeth before declaring that I have wisdom teeth growing and asked if I was working(which I was then). He took an X-ray and told me that I need to get my perfectly growing straight wisdom teeth extracted.

I remember looking at the X-ray and asking him why do I need extraction since my teeth are perfectly fine and he said it might cause problems since they were still growing. He tried to reassure me that the procedure will be painless(common sense tells me it will be painless during the procedure) before further adding on that I will get 5 days of MC to rest.
(Hoho... I'm not an MC person and will not get MC unless I really sick and why would I subject myself to unnecessary pain and misery for 5 days MC).

I told the dentist that I prefer a more cautious approach and waited for the wisdom teeth to grow. In the end, my fully grown wisdom teeth are fine and I went to another dentist who said there is no need for extraction.

As for my ex-boyfriend, he was in NS then and he got all his wisdom teeth extracted via general anaesthesia (they were all growing normally too) I remember spending the day with him after his surgery and his face was all swollen, he needed ice-packs and was moaning abit(maybe its for me as a girlfriend to give him some tender loving care(tlc) or sayang/manja him) . We examined his extracted wisdom teeth together and later got into an argument about his wisdom teeth extraction, which eh.. for the first time, I won because of his given condition. LOL!!

Anyway, I wont want to extract my teeth unnecessarily cos its painful and will not get into an argument with someone if I have had a tooth extraction!

Ship Ahoy!

On my journey home =)

Rock Formation

Myopic

This is how I see the world without my glasses.

Sights of Subang

Lovely scenery by the countryside

Crater

Fortess

Smoker's Last wish

Growing up with my grandma, nearly everyone around me smokes. My grandma smokes, my uncles smoke and many of my other relatives smoke. Very often, family gatherings would involve a community of tobacco puffing. I dont know whether its a blessing in disguise but I have bronchitis since my childhood and cigarette fumes do cause me to go into a coughing fit whenever I'm down with bronchitis. Its because of my condition and being health conscious, I dont smoke and would turn to chewing gum n sweets.

Last week, I was spending some time at the hospital visiting granduncle who after 60 years of chronic Ang Hoon smoking is terminally ill with the final stage of lung cancer. His prognosis is poor and the doctors gave him morphine to relieve his pain.
During one of his more awake periods, he gladly accepted a cup of milo and drank it deeply with a straw before commenting that the chocolate flavoured cigarette is too sweet for his liking n he preferred smoking Ang Hoon.

Apparently, granduncle thought that the straw with milo was a cigarette! (At first, granduncle was very adamant abt the chocolate flavoured cigarette but after an aunt told told granduncle that he cant smoke in the hospital n its plainly milo and a straw, he was quite disappointed)

Before leaving for the day, Granduncle told us his one of his last wishes is to smoke ang hoon. I guess u can never get smoking out of a smoker.

5.00AM

Its now 5.00AM. One more hour before my duties are done. The night (or early morning)has been uneventful, with hardly anyone dropping by. Even the drop off point is desolated. Just one more hour to go. Hopefully, it will be just as quiet. I long for some pancakes and a good nap at hm.

The Colonial House

Distinctive black and white British colonial houses are quite a rare find in Singapore. I love these homes as they elude an old English charm and class which is noticeably absent in modern architecture.