Sunday, October 30, 2005

When You Have Cravings....

Don't fight it.

I started thinking about nachos and corn chips this morning. I was too lazy to get out of my drawstring pants and cotton tee, so I tried everything to shake off the craving.

I slept, I watched my favourite TV series, I slept again, I ate, then I slept again. And I still couldn't stop thinking about it.

I finally had to get changed and run down to the nearest 7-Eleven to get Doritos chips. But they didn't have the dips. :/

There was this Italian restaurant that I used to get the pasta and sauce in separate containers for my spaghetti Bolognese takeaway. The pasta was just a decoy, I wanted to eat my corn chips with their rich meaty sauce. I would love to order just the sauce, but they will think it's plain weird.

I don't do that anymore after I moved to Melbourne. Maybe I should.

Off to take my shower and then catch Australian Idol. Later, folks

P/s: Bee, I love you. Please don't make me to go study. *Puppy eyes*

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Not Happy


1. Bee didn't reply my goodnight SMS last night. Until now!
2. Stupid stupid Board exam is making my life all gloomy.
3. Woke up feeling nauseous.
4. It's Derby day at Flemington racecourse and I'm stuck at home.
5. Can't seem to get anything into my head.
6. Don't feel like studying but I have to.
7. Don't Cry by Guns' N' Roses always comes up when I'm feeling most vulnerable and brings a bee-sting like feeling to my heart. (Not the same Bee.)
8. The person (or people) living upstairs has been making hell lotsa noises since early this morning, like there is a hyperactive obese kid jumping around and just won't stop!
9. Did I mention that Bee didn't reply my messages?
10. Evil Board exam.

I wanna roll on bed and wail until Bee comes to cheer me up with ice-cream and cookies.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Bee's Sick

Hello World!

Wow, never in a million gazillion years would I imagine myself blogging...ever...but here I am writing my very first post. What was the saying again, bee? "Never say never" huh. Well, if it's one blog I'd wanna contribute to, it's this. Here's a pic to hopefully cheer my sickly princess up. Look who's sick too, bee? :) Hope you're already feeling better by the time you're reading this.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Alvin and the Chipmunks

It's my favourite cartoon series, even to this day. I love love LOVE it!

I saw a DVD box set for sale on Ebay and got all excited. Emailed it to Bee immediately since he's much better with this Ebay thingy than I am. But he's not very comfortable with any second hand or used stuff, so that was end of the story.

He promised to look it up on the net for me tonight to see whether we can find brand new ones.

I couldn't wait for him so I did my own research. (Because he likes to take his own sweet time and I was born with no patience. :P Sorry, baby.)

Apparently the only DVD available is a box set of 4 movies and there's another special edition for Christmas.

Oh why don't they sell a compilation of the TV series? Those we used to watch religiously every evening. *Sobs sobs*

But Bee, we can get them on VHS though. *Hopeful eyes*

Not exactly what we wanted, but I weally weally want to watch those cute chipmunks again. Can we please get them, Bee? I promise to be a very very good girl for the rest of the year.

Pretty pretty please, with sugar on it? *Sweet angelic smile*

Alrighty, I'm off to study about respiratory diseases. See, being a good girl already! :D

Can a person get sick from eating too much ice-cream? What about if she is already sick?

You know what, don't answer that. :P

Introducing my favourite ice-cream. Get the cookies and cream flavour!

Bee, I promise to share it with you if you were here. That is how much I love you. Haha.

Happy Thoughts

Bee asked me to think happy thoughts whenever I'm stressed out. So here I am.

My Ten Happy Thoughts for Today (In no particular order)
1. My beautiful boy (But of course Bee is on top of the list.)
2. Shopping
3. Holidays
4. Mum's cooking
5. Long afternoon nap
6. Dessert
7. Pretty flowers
8. Bright sunny day
9. Beach
10. My smelly pillow that is small and brown

Actually, thinking about them just made me feel worse. Reality sucks!

On a lighter note, I invited Bee to be my co-blogger so he can tell the whole world what an incredible girlfriend I am. Lol.

I highly doubt that he's gonna blog though. That lazy bum. (Albeit a cute one.)

Now if you'd excuse me, I need to go drown myself in sorrow.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Questions I Ask Myself Too

Two weeks ago, I went out with Wen to look for a dress for a dinner she was invited to.

Going to Chadstone when you can't shop is like being a diabetic in Krispy Creme. It's all about self discipline, which I happen to have very little of. :|

Dinner was at Lygon Street. Somewhere between entrée and our pasta, we started talking about loneliness living in a big city. Like any girl who's been single for quite a while, she was worried that she will end up growing old all alone because the right guy just never seems to come along.

Then she asked me, across the table in that sweet little Italian restaurant, "Why would you leave a perfect boyfriend back home and choose to be here all by yourself? He could be the one having dinner with you right now, you know?"


Another weekend, I met up with Dorothy for a drink in China town. I was complaining about the Board exam and how much stress I'm under. And then I mentioned that I've been considering about going back to Malaysia for good next year.

Then she asked, "Why are you putting yourself through all these troubles since you might not even want to practise in Australia?"


As you probably have already noticed, once again my plan to study had failed miserably. Oh I'm so hating this!

Why, indeed.

Study Progress

I took two weeks off from work to TRY to study.

So far, all attempts had failed. No progress what-so-ever.

Not working. Good.

Having to study for exam again. BAD!

Topic planned for today: Psychotropics drugs.

All those antidepressants, antipsychotics, anxiolytics and what-have-you are driving me nuts. I might need some myself to get me through this ordeal. T_T

I want to be a little girl again. To wear pretty flowers on my head, and dance around in my cute dresses all day long.

Monday, October 24, 2005


There's nothing cuter than when your boyfriend wakes up next to you looking like a lost child, and tells you that he has just dreamt about you being taken away from him by a scary monster with pointy teeth and sharp claws. Especially when he doesn't even dream much.

Oh how I miss sleeping next to that adorable guy.

P/s: Bee, I think this is how our wedding photo album should look like. None of those tacky costumes and cheesy lines.

Yes, I'm spending way too much time surfing when I really should be studying. x_x

Word of the Day: Inept

My carelessness sometimes pisses myself off. Big time.

One thing you should know about me is, I’m a highly organised person. Well, for most things anyway. And I’m a total control freak.

I like to plan things down to the very minute details, make them work according to exactly how I’ve sketched out, and then tick them off from my to-do list. I like everything to be in order and done properly. I have a very low threshold for mistakes and stupidity.

Which is why sometimes I cannot understand how blur I myself can be sometimes.

Tonight, I finally got around to book the return flight for my Board Exam. I kept putting it off because I hate hate hate exams and booking the tickets will only mean that there’s one less excuse for me to chicken out last minute.

So finally, I reluctantly booked the tickets with two different airlines.

I had to pick the flights so I can fly to Apple Isle on the day itself, sit for the exam, and fly back to Melbourne the same evening.

When I received the itineraries in email, I realised that I've made a completely spastic mistake. I inverted the time of both flights!

I rubbed my eyes to make sure I didn't see it wrongly. How I could have made such a silly-in-a-not-even-funny-way mistake is beyond me.

The worst thing is, it wasn’t the first time of me pulling something like this. Booking the wrong flight for the wrong date and only realised it on the morning of my departure, missing flights because I remembered the time wrongly, turning up at the wrong airline counter, etcetera etcetera. You name it, I’ve done it. The airlines should have blacklisted me or something.

Just when I was about to call the airlines up and admit that I’ve been a totally brainless bimbo AGAIN, my phone rang.

I was confused for a while.

“Did the websites detect my extreme stupidity and are now coming after me?” I thought to myself.

Turned out it was my Bee. He just happened to call to check on me since I didn’t reply his SMS earlier in the afternoon.

The timing couldn’t have been better.

Though I was still in a state of shock for most of our conversation, the phone call put a much needed smile to my face. The sweet guy cheered me up and made everything seemed alright again. What am I gonna do without you huh? Thanks, sweetie! *Hugs*

I rang the airlines later on and paid a hefty sum of penalty charges to change my flights.

Stupidity comes with a price, which often involves my credit card. :/

Everything is okay now.

All I have to do on the actual day is to march into that board room and convince a panel of examiners that I'm a competent healthcare professional and they should trust me with the wellbeing of patients even when I can't book my own air tickets correctly. -_-''

This entry might not make much sense. I have difficulty following my own thoughts at the moment.

I hate exams and stress. I do.

I need to escape to a place far far away, where I can wake up to a field of daisies everyday.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Bling Blings

Bee and I started talking about engagement rings after I went to Tiffany with a colleague to resize hers.

Now my boyfriend is fully aware that it's gonna be extremely difficult to pick a ring for me. Being the frigid bitch that I am, I can be very particular with details of certain things. I often have in mind an image of the exact thing I'm looking for and refuse to budge an inch.

In my defence, allow me to quote what Carrie Bradshaw said in episode 61 of Sex and the City, "But this is my engagement ring!".

It's the ring that every girl has been dreaming about since we were little. It's the ring that promises eternity and undying love. It could very well be the most important ring (along with wedding band) in a person's life. It is understandable that one has expectations, yes?

Our discussion might have put a great deal of pressure on Bee (should he ever choose to propose, of course.). Especially since I told him I once had a bad dream about receiving a bad engagement ring from him. Ha!

So, I've decided to help that clueless guy out a little. (But Bee, I'll literally hunt you down and kill you if you ended up buying my dream ring for another girl. Seriously. :|)

I've always imagined that my engagement ring will be an asscher cut diamond with a length-to-width ratio between 1.00 and 1.05, set on a four-prong solitaire platinum setting. It might seem boring to some, but the simple traditional single stone setting has an elegant and timeless charm which will never go out of style.

Actually, Bee was right on the money when he said that he should probably refer to the ring Aidan gave Carrie in SATC. Oh you sure do know me well, buddy! :P

A picture says a thousand words, they say. Unfortunately, I couldn't find the picture of the exact ring I have in mind.

Imagination can be over-perfected and unrealistic, I know. But baby, you're the dream that came true when I never thought it would, and I don't need a ring to love you more.

(I typed a really long entry and decided to erase the rest. Let this be a totally bimbotic post. We shall leave the emo stuff till another day. Cheerios!)

An asscher cut.

Another asscher cut.

Blings blings.

Oh such beautiful rings.

Disclaimer: This is not a post to pressure Bee to propose nor one to hint that he should. Just so he knows. :D

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

What Do Monkeys Wear to Sleep?

Bee loves to see me in my Paul Frank pyjamas. It's his next favourite thing after lingerie.

He'd even let me go out with him to buy supper wearing my flannel pyjamas. I doubt the same applies to lingerie though. Ha!

The soft and cuddly monkey sleepwear.

Don't you just love those green and pink flip flops?

The oh-so-cute rain boots.

Barbie in Paul Frank pj's.

Weather Outlook

"What's new?
How's the weather?
Is it stormy where you are?"
~ Billie Myers (Kiss the Rain)

Thu, Oct 20 - Showers. Min: 14°C. Max: 23°C.

Fri, Oct 21 - Possible thunderstorm. Min: 14°C. Max: 22°C.

Sat, Oct 22 - Possible thunderstorm. Min: 13°C. Max: 21°C.

Sun, Oct 23 - Late thunder. Min: 12°C. Max: 20°C.

This can't be good.

Monday, October 17, 2005

Exams and Cocktails

I received the official notification of my Board exam date in mail today.

It’s on a Tuesday, 8 November 2005.

About forty of us will sit for our 2-hour oral exam at different time slots over 3 days, 6-8 November.

The annual Board meeting will then be held on 9 November, which is when all the important people gather round to decide our fate. We will be informed of the results later on the same day.

I requested for my exam to be scheduled on the Tuesday, for the simple reason that I hate the suspense of not knowing and waiting for the outcome.

The plan is to sit for the exam, take a Stilnox, and wake up to face the music the next day.

A cocktail reception will be held on the night of 9 November to celebrate our registration (or not). We’re invited to bring two guests.

I have the cocktail dress and all, I just don’t have a Bee to bring with me. Like what I’ve told him on the phone earlier on, a cute boyfriend is the best accessory a girl can have. Ha!

I don’t think I’ll be attending the cocktail party. I’m thinking of flying to Apple Isle early in the morning, sit the exam, and leave in the evening.

It’s too depressing if I were to stay back after the exam, only to find out the next day that I had failed and had no party to go to.

But then again, the party does sound pretty tempting if we were to all pass the exam and have our heads swelled to twice their original sizes. After years of studying and cramming for exams, we certainly do deserve a soirée thrown in our honour.

And just think of all the free-flowing drinks. *Winks*

“This prestigious event will be attended by representatives from the profession including wholesalers, government, professional organisations, and university who wish to acknowledge and congratulate you on your achievement to date.”

Said the invitation letter.

I need to book my ticket tomorrow.

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.

Tequila Sunrise

Sex on the Beach

Midori Lemonade

Gin and Tonic

Frozen Midori Margarita



Aqua Thunder

Sunday, October 16, 2005

I Heart You

I'm thinking about getting these tees with our names on them. I'm just not sure if Bee is gonna wear his. Ha!

I'm supposed to be studying. :|

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Long Hiatus

Work and stress has gotten the better of me lately, hence the long hiatus.

I need one of these to cheer me up. :(

Writing about Bee and I isn't easy for me. I feel so strongly about our story that I keep feeling that no words I can come up with is suffice to do it justice. It really doesn't help that I also happen to be a hopeless perfectionist who finds fault in practically everything I do.

So I'm going to give it a rest, at least until I get my stupid Board exam out of the way.

Till then, this blog is just going to be senseless rambling and random ranting.

Fun. :)

Friday, October 14, 2005


“Perfect is breathtaking.
Perfect is inimitable.
Perfect is not rational.
Perfect is tempestuous.
Perfect hurts.
Your brain doesn't know perfect. Nor your eyes.
The only part of you that knows perfect is the exquisitely painful way your heart beats in its presence.
That part was born knowing perfect.”
~ Harry Winston

Our relationship has matured into adulthood today.

It can now be officially granted a key to our future together.

Thank you for loving me, Bee. You've made me the luckiest girl in the world the day you walked into my life, and you continue to make me feel so every single day.

Happy 21st-month anniversary, my Mr.Perfect.

I love you too.