The Feeling of Being Knocked Out

28th August was D-day! I arrived at the Day Surgery Centre at 9.30am though my appointment is at 10am. Early is always better in this case and I am glad that I did cos' there were so many people waiting. So I went into the waiting area after I got myself changed to the robes and slippers. I wish I could take some pictures but I left my stuff and handphone all in the locker and handphones are not allowed unless it is for emergency. At about 10.45am, I was told to lie on the trolley bed and was pushed into the surgery. I was put on drip and the anesthesiologist came and asked me a few questions. He decided to put me on general anaesthesia although the doctor mentioned to me that I would be on local anaesthesia. Anyhow, I thought it would be better. So soon, I was put on the mask and some injections and I was totally knocked out before I even realised what had happened. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting at me saying that the operation was over. It was funny when the question I asked was if I snored! As I have sleep apnea, I tend to snore when I am not on CPAP machine. Then I heard someone telling me that I did not. I thought that was a bit weird to pop that question instead of asking about my surgery. But thereafter, I fell into sleep again. When I woke up again, being more alert, I saw the time was already 2.30pm. The first thing I wanted to do was to call Aileen who planned to accompany me home. The doctor came to review me and everything seemed well. I could feel the pain at the site and very uncomfortable. Nevertheless, it was still bearable for me. I was served with milo and some biscuits since I had not eaten the whole time since last night. After contacting Aileen, I spent another two hours dozing while waiting for Aileen and the nurse to review me again.

Flowers from Aileen

So at about 4pm, Aileen helped me to collect the medicine and I was out of the surgery centre only at about 5 pm plus. It was really nice of Aileen to buy me some flowers. And I am very appreciative of her kindness to help me. Here I am typing this, I just woke up from that drowsiness and I could still feel it. The pain is still around. I am going back to sleep again... Really tiring!

Facial at SK-II Boutique

Hmmm... My virgin facial treatment at SK-II Boutique. Never in my life have I done a facial treatment and all I can say is that it is really an interesting experience. I stumbled the promotion while I was checking out the so-called miracle facial treatment essence on the internet. I have been contemplating to try the essence for donkey months since the product came around. I wanted to buy and try but it is pretty expensive so I held back again. So there is a promotion of $50 discount for its facial treatment if registration is done online and there is also another 10% discount on the products. Well, since I have been tremendous stress from left, right, center, top and bottom, I decided to give myself a treat. Yeah. I should have done it long ago. The therapist is very skilful and friendly so I decided to come back next month to do another one, a different set of facial treatment. I guess I really need to give myself some pampering, so long it works within my budget. And yes! I got myself a small bottle of the essence and they gave me another two miniture samples of cleanser and toner.

I have to make myself look more radiant, not prettier but at least people will not comment that I am deprived of sleep and I look terrible all the time!

By the way, Dad has been discharged on Saturday. It was a long wait for him as my brother had gone to the hospital to fetch. They waited for a long long time for the doctor's clearance and finally, they let my Dad go after his dinner. Yeah. My Dad was grumbling but at least glad to be out of the hospital. He would be going back for outpatient follow-up and monitor his INR since he is on Wafarin. He has some stones in his gallbladder and once his INR is stable, he would be doing the operation in a month's time. He really hoped to get it all done and over with.

Hubby in Suit and Tie

I like this picture that hubby sent me. Hardly get to see him in suit and tie. I remember that last time I saw him wore one was during one convention a few years ago. Now at his new workplace, he has even more conventions to attend. So dressing up like that is usual for him. Well, we were thinking whether to invest getting a few more sets of suit. Its not very cheap. The last time we saw one nice set was at Marks and Spencers which costs about $700. I think it would be cheaper to make to measure... at JB! Hubby said that its just a waste of money... I think so too... Well, if you are going to rub shoulders with many big-shots, I guess its still inevitable!

Dad is Admitted !!

Poor Dad. Pain at the abdomen started on Monday and he beared with it. He could not take it anymore and went to see the family doctor. In the night, the pain persisted and my brother sent him to the ED. Stubbornly, he refused to admit when the doctor told him that he required further investigation and admission would be a better choice than outpatient follow-up. So he was discharged home at his own risk. The doctor gave him a checklist and a letter so that he could return to ED if the pain never subside. So things did not go the way Dad expected. He went back to ED and got admitted. The doctor told him that he would be going through some scans and await for Endoscopy if necessary. Dad was really worried and afraid of going through tests and tests. He was a stroke patient some years back and he did not like the way he was being treated in the hospital as he felt like an experimental object. Nevertheless, I explained to him the importance of going through all those investigations for the sake of his well-being. Hmmm... See how it goes. Our family hoped that he would be safe and fine.

Dad at TTSH Ward 11

Brother and I were trying to make him relax by snapping some pics. I only posted one up here. I thought I was being sadistic. But hey, take it easy, wont we? There is nothing much we can do cos' feeling worried and sad cannot solve anything. Just relax and let Him decide.

Another funny thing, the staff actually thought my Dad is Malay cos' they saw me, wearing the tudung! They got confused when they saw my brother and asked how we are related! Really funny for us to try to explain...

Its Aint Over Till Its Over

Hahahahahaa... I am letting out a sigh of relief thinking about my groupwork facilitation exercise. At last, I am done with the presentation and now I need to spend some time doing up the essay to be submitted together. I was so nervous and anxious about this whole thing that I felt the stress hitting me high time. No one might notice but my heart jumped really fast the past weeks whenever I thought about this groupwork thing. Well, the lecturer told the class that we should not go too deep into psycoeducation or therapeutic groupwork due to our lack of knowledge and skills. So we are allowed to present scenerios like meetings, discussions, cooking demonstrations, etc. I feel that these are not really what the real groupwork do. As far as we understand, groupwork involves facilitation of support groups, psychoeducation, group therapy, etc. But then, we are also doing groupwork but content is just different from what counsellors or social workers would do. Nevertheless, it was a fun presentation. Not that I expected because my partner and I were too nervous and we decided to make the whole thing light-hearted so that we could relax a little. Many of our classmates did not think that we were that nervous and all of us had a great time. I am glad that the lecturer thought we did a great job! YAY!!!

Some snaps to share...

This is Gaik Suan, our lecturer.

Me and Jeannie presented the slides.

Jeannie and I demonstrated salad making.

That is Billy and his orange, sharing with us about goodness of this fruit.

All group members were helping themselves with the fruits and salads.

By the way, our group objective was to promote healthy eating lifestyle. So we presented slides with ways of healthy eating and reasons to why healthy eating habits are important. Hmmm... I think I really got to be serious about what I had shared with my classmates too!!!

Very Stress !!!

I am very stressed. I feel that I can break down anytime from down. I have so many things in my head and everything is all so important. Starting on Monday, 18/8/08, my working place is having an international audit and this event is going to last for the whole week. I am feeling very uptight becasue I do not know if I will be called upon for interview. I have no idea. I thought I can just cross my fingers but I have another thing that is my group work facilitation exercise on Monday as well and I have no confident about presenting it. I am not sure if I can do it properly with my classmate. I think I maybe able to perform as the sole facilitator with a small group of people not more than five instead with a bigger group and with another co-facilitator. This whole thing is giving me cold feet. I cannot wait till it is all over and I can fully concentrate to do my other assignments. I think I am not meant to be a group facilitator. I cannot lead but I play a better team mate. Too bad, my classmate who is partnering with me does not feel that she is up to it either and she kind of 'leave everything to me' and she only wants to concentrate on her demonstration. Be it, I hope I can do it as it flows and I can learn a valuable lesson from there.

Happy Shopping on National Day

Today is our National Day. Hubby is back from KL and we went out shopping for some of his working clothes. Both of us are BIG fans of Marks & Spencers. The reason is obvious. We are big in size and their stores carry our sizes. And they have good quality clothes and now, they also offer quite affordable prices. We do not shop there every month. But at least 3 months once... Well, there is also Marks & Spencers at KLCC and the cost is cheaper by a few dollars after convertion. Hubby said that he prefers to shop with me than shop alone. So there we went, to the stores at Paragon and Centrepoint. He got what he wanted. A pair of black twin pleated pants and 5 pieces of long-sleeves shirts. Oh... The stores are having N-day celebrations so there was a 20% discount till 11 Aug 08! Hmmm... I did not get anything for myself so I decided to buy them as gifts for hubby. And I did not pay a lot... for so many tops and a bottom, all costed less than $200! ^_^ I feel that it is really worth it! Too bad, there is nothing really fantastic for me or not, I might have gone beyond budget.

Anyway, it was a good shopping trip. Hubby does not like to shop unless he has things in mind to buy. So we were both glad to have spend time together, shopping! He is going back to KL again the next day... I am going to start missing him soon!

Another Long Time Missing

I am not focused here. So many things are happening around me that I am giving up prioritising. Since May till now, my medical condition seems quite well. The virus is still there for sure. I just had another check today at the hospital. The professor confirmed that I cannot do away with the laser treatment. I uncrossed my fingers. I believe I have to be tested this way and I accepted Him for giving me a chance to see things in a different manner, through this procedure, through this tough journey that I am going through. Yes, the date has been set on 28th August 2008. I crossed my fingers again.

Hubby has left for KL. It was another tremendous effect on my emotion. Although I seem so fine, I am not really that fine. I HATE THIS FEELING coming back to me again. It happened 10 years ago when he left for Australia to study, for four years. This time he is leaving me again to work, for I-dont-know-how-long! He thinks it is a good opportunity to venture out. Yes, I support him. But emotionally, no one is supporting me. Both of us know that feeling of separation. It is really terrible. Absence can make a heart grows fonder. I think we are so over that phrase now! When he is not around, I miss a person who can cheer me up. When he is not around, I cannot remind him not to smoke so much. When he is not around, he cannot remind me to massage his legs. When he is not around, I would not be able to hear his silly jokes and watch his silly gestures which make my day. Things are just different when he is not around. Lesser chance of communication. Technology is just not real enough. I am just worried that our bond will be losing its stand as he gets busier each day... And in order for me not to think too hard or too much, I make myself even busier all day. I guess its not healthy. But I believe it is not going to be this way for too long. I want to finish my studies so that I can move over to KL then. I only can remember this now. We promised to be strong. We will be able to go through this together, again.

Dear hubby, I will always be here for you. And you will have to wait for me! Me love you as always...

BANG! SHOOT ME IF YOU CAN!

Hmmm... I was contemplating since Sunday whether I should go to the Emergency as I was still not feeling too good after the procedures last week. The doctor did tell me that if I am anywhere not too close to comfort, I should visit the Emergency. I woke up this morning about 3.25am feeling feverish. I took Panadols and hoping to feel better. I was worried of an infection there. Or I was also worried about the bleeding which has not stopped but lesser. I fell asleep and woke up at every hour to check the time. Dang! I have the alarm set, so what was I so paranoid about? I think I was just worried and feeling irritated. I heard the alarm at 6.30am. I texted my colleagues about my decision not to go to work and to go to the Emergency.

This was the first visit to a women's emergency department which was not crowded at all, not that I expected. I saw the doctor-on-duty quite fast, less than 15 minutes waiting time. He checked the part which was still sore and bleeding but he said that it seemed well. He let me test my urine, to rule out an urine tract infection. He gave me some more antibiotics. I think eating all these medication is making me even more sick but what to do? I feel like going back to work but those irritations do not make me feel any better. I cannot concentrate. I think I wont be able to fully concentrate till I am done and over with this treatment and the surgery! Quite stressful if that is the feeling. I am lost sometimes. Trying to accept my condition. And trying to give myself the hope and encouragement, looking at my loved ones around me. This is really unfortunate. Series and series of events that happened and happening in my life. I think that Almighty thinks I am up for the challenges that He just keeps throwing them at me. The good, the bad and the ugly. So should I be complaining? I should not be whining, should I? But He created me as a human being where flesh and blood are made. So now what again?

I think I am feeling bad about this whole situation regarding my job and studies. I even had a bad dream this afternoon when I woke up, I saw the time at 4pm and I was perspiring. I dreamt that I was talking to another colleague and then bad news broke to me that I have been asked to leave my work due to frequent absences! I wanted to cry! I took a cold shower and felt a little depressed sitting on the toilet seat, thinking about my future. What have I become?! Dang again!
Another depressing episode, I missed another lesson today. Feeling abit groggy. I try to read my notes and journals. Starting to type something for my assignment due next week. And I drifted off, now typing this instead. I am going to rest for another day. Hope that I can be back at work on Wednesday. I know, my colleagues would all be questioning me... So what I am going to say? Viruses ATTACKED!!! Thats it!

SIGH. I feel so fucked up! FUCK MY LIFE! FUCK!

Thanks Almighty for keeping me alive!

All Alone

I am all alone at home. Mother-in-law and hubby have gone to Malaysia and will return the next day. I was not very approving for hubby to go as he has been coughing very badly. It sounds like he is having some infection but I just do not understand why that he does not want to see a doctor and simply rely on the cough medication which he bought over the counter. I hate the sound of cough and I crossed my fingers that I will not get it from him. He was then unhappy about me not following him along. Of course I will not want to because I am still recovering from that pain. But to him, it will be fine to just sit in the car and travelling should not make it more worse. I hate that when I tried to reason with him and he will give me craps. And I do not understand and I still do not know the purpose of going to Malaysia this time. What is wrong with the frequent visits to Malaysia? Oh no... If mother-in-law misses her house so much, she should just stay there for good! I am getting tired. I want my flat back! I think that will be another episode! And good news, my brother-in-law's wife is now 2 months' pregnant so this will be another anticipation!

Hmmm... I feel like eating Nasi Lemak with Otah today...

Free My Tresses

As I have been given several days of medical leave, I cannot go anywhere but I decided to go the neighbourhood salon to cut off my tresses. Yeah. My hair was very long that it almost touched the back of my waist. I was thinking that if I am going for my surgery, short hair will be much more easier to manage. So there I went, I chopped off my tresses!!!

Other than cutting off my tresses, I also intend to read up my journals for the school assignments and try to do one although the due date is in two weeks' time. I am in pain now but it is still bearable. So I hope I can finish at least one of the two assignments before due.

Hmmm ... I feel like eating Sushi today ...

Fighting Viruses

I do not want to go mentally crazy but this can be quite a torture. Dealing with some illness is not easy for an individual especially when pain is involved and emotions can be abstract. Why do I say that emotions can be abstract? I can lose myself into the abyss of emotions and trying to swim out of it but do not know which directions to go. But I do take it quite well in the sense that I can still function normally.

When my body was being attacked by some viruses which can be cancerous, I was not quite in shock to hear the news at the first place. I have been expecting this, not that I am pessimistic about my own health but I have a history of cancer illnesses from my late mum's family. So here I am, dealing with some cancer causing viruses at my vulva and cervix, I need to deal with them with initial pain before these viruses turned nasty and started dealing with me. The thing about these viruses are, they come in hundred and one kinds that can stay or go as they wish. Stubborn ones like what I have just refused to fight with my body and stay put, so I need to make them leave or they will start building up nests and become networks that go to other parts of my body. These crab-like things can multiple very fast if you let them grow.

I need some strength. I am glad that my bosses and colleagues are kind enough to excuse me from work when I need to go for my treatment. But I am not too sure if my school is generous enough for me to attend less than the required 80% of the class which falls on every Wednesday as I may feel too painful to move around after I am done with the procedure, I need to skip the lesson. Well, my doctor only comes in on Wednesday, so I have no other days to choose. Anyway, I need to check with them again. My hubby seems supportive. He is always cheering me but I am not so sad actually. Probably that is just the way he does to show support. Words of emotion will make him cry like a baby. My own family is also taking my condition pretty well. Whatever comes along, we deal with it together.

I cry when I want to cry. I laugh when I want to laugh. How much worse can I be? I guess this is one bravest part of me that I have never seen. And I hope I can still be as brave as now when it is time for surgery. Just gotta hang on there, right!? ... Hmmm ... I miss Granny ...
And you can see, that was just a funny shot my hubby took with me in the train after we were going home from a procedure.
I did not look quite happy with his silly enthics.

Dad is 68

Celebrated Dad's birthday on Sunday. His birthday is on 15th April. He is now 68. Two years to go, he will be 70. It was just a simple celebration. Bought the all-time favourite fruit cake and some chicken pies. Having my sister over with her two kids made the whole thing fun and funny. Dad is always the quiet one. The person missing was my brother who had to work that day. This is also the first birthday that Dad celebrated without Granny around. I still miss her a lot. ( Sometimes I wonder if I am in a state of unconsciousness whenever I thought of Granny. ) Anyway, that feeling put aside. I love my dad, my sister, my brother, my nephew and niece. And also my hubby!

Some Good Things Come To An End

It was farewell time to Irene. She was my mentor, my good colleague and a crazy friend. She has been around in the department for almost five years. And we were talking about it that day if she did not tender her resignation, she probably will be getting her long-service award together with me! But things just did not go the way it should be. Things just happened like yesterday and now we thought it was like a moment ago. Irene is going to the States, as far as Arizona with her husband and two kids for at least two years due to her husband re-location of his job. I wish I can exchange places with her, to get to move away and experience living another country. But I think nothing beats your own country and home. Well, unless the person is so determined that nothing from his motherland can make him stay. There might be a time when she returns and join our team of department again. I do not know if I would still be around. Irene, if you plan to come back and join the department, I may wait for you... Hahahahhah... We will see then if it is a joke! *BIGBIGHUGSTOYOU*

Sakamoto Ryuichi - Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence (Live)

Leap Of Love ... Do You Have The Faith?

When I watched the trailer on the TV, I thought that I must watch the film. Yes. I have a weakness for local production stories, except anything by Mr Jack Neo because I cannot detact that humor he was trying to create except that movie, MONEY NOT ENOUGH. I think that was good and I think in was his production, he did not really 'go overboard' to create an awareness among Singaporeans about how important money is and how money can change a person's outlook of life.

Anyway, I watched the film, adapted by Ms Catherine Lim's infamous books, The Leap Of Love which the film is called THE LEAP YEARS. I found it a little familiar when I watched the show, I should have known better because I have that book which I stored in a box. I read it some time back but I just could not recall. But you know what, the first thing that attracted me to the story was not the story itself, the TV trailer played a fantastic piece of score by a famous Japanese musician, Sakamoto Ryuichi. The piece is called: Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence. I think many of you will know this piece of music when you hear it as I believe that it has been used in some other films before. So I should say, a good piece of music does great deal to a film. It could bring out the height of a story and create a rush in our emotion. And a perfect combination will just blow you away. Well, at least it does for me.

I went for a Japanese cruisine after the film with my girlfriend. It has been a long time since I ate ramen. So we tried at RAMEN TEN, a halal Japanese restuarant. Not bad to say, but the food is a little salty for my taste. I had Oyaku Chicken Ramen while my girlfriend had the spicy one that was really hot but not oily. I find that Japanese spicy food are not very oily, not like our local way of cooking curry stuff.

The next show I want to watch is THE KITE RUNNER. I think it will be still on till next week. I hope I can find time today to watch it or maybe on Tuesday evening. I will be back to update soon.

A Procrastinated Post

Its already February 2008. I have not been updating my blog here and I always feel that I want to. So many events for the past couple of months. Ever since I started studying, life is a little different. Can you imagine that I have not been in touch with books and assignments for more than ten years? And now, Im slogging my ass off, trying to balance, work life, study life, family life and finding time for leisures. Books, I am talking about text books! And there is going to be examinations. I was freaking out when I read through the unit guide of my study. Before the lesson started, I already have four assignments on hand to be due within three months. Well, Im wondering if that is bad or what?!

I just handed in my first assignment yesterday. Now I am starting the second one which is due next week! I am still working on which theorist should I comment about. I like Freud. The majority of the class is writing on Vygotsky. I have to decide soon. Am I smart enough to write up 2 theorists then?! Not a waste of time if I have the time. Afterall it is good learning and that can be pretty arguementative because their theories are totally conflicting. Readers who are wondering what I am talking about, well, they were psychologists and I am supposed to choose one of a few theorists that we studied to comment and argue base on our current context.

Anyway, I have joined the inpatient team about three weeks. Things seem pretty alright for now. The workload is slowly increasing. I guess my other colleagues are giving me time to adjust and to understand the workflow of inpatient work. I feel that it may not be as hectic as working with the outpatient team, but seeing inpatient cases can be more intensive and mind boggling 'cos I am afriad of ruling out the right things and saying the wrong things. I guess I have to set myself a guide of working out the flow smoothly. How political can it be? I have no idea. I am careful not to step on anyone's toes. People skills are just as important. But I think when seeing and attending those sick patients in the wards, we really need a lot of empathy and not to be judgemental. And the worst of all, giving solutions. I know, they are just waiting for it. Or they are finding alternatives.

I want to go on endlessly. But I have to find some sleep. I have been told that I was talking in my sleep last night, telling someone that I will go and see later... something like that... Is that implying something? I am tired now. I still have not update my journal. Those entries are part of my assignments. I will continue tomorrow.

Another One That I Will Miss

My-ex boss, Mrs Palakrishnan

Yesterday was my boss's farewell party. Hmmm... Now should be ex-boss. I could not make it there as I have some family matters to attend. I thought I would never see her again since her last day at work was 27th Dec 07. Luckily she came back to the office in the evening and I talked to her for a short while. She was busy and many of my colleagues would love to get her attention as well. I asked for a tight hug and it was granted. She always gives me a motherly feeling and the way she speaks is so gentle. The first hug she gave me was at Granny's wake. I broke down immediately. This time I controlled my tears 'cos I also did not want to ruin her make-up as I saw her eyes were already getting teary. Well, Im sure she had loads of tears flowing that evening. I wish her all the best and be in pink of health in years to come. I will miss you, Mrs Palakrishnan.

The One That I Miss

DO YOU KNOW WHO?

Its my beloved granny who passed on in Oct 07. It should be on 28 Oct 2007, 1.20pm to be exact, at Tan Tock Seng Hospital in the ICU ward. She died of a massive heart attack due to old age. She was 86 years old.

The last time I saw her alive and kicking was a week before she passed away. I was playing a fool with her as she was demented. I remembered I even trimmed her finger nails for her. She would always remind not to trim too short for her pinky nails 'cos it would symbolise good wealth if the nail is long. She behaved just like a child around me. And she could get along with children very well like my nephew and niece as well as adults who are funny and clowny like my hubby. She hated confinement. She hated when she was bored. That would be the time she started to get grumpy and scolding people for no reasons. That was why I sent her to SWAMI Dementia Day Centre about twice to thrice a week. She was happy there and she hoped she could stay there. Of course I could not afford to do that!


I know she died a happy woman. She never groaned while she was in the bed. She was already in a state of coma when the doctors told my family to prepare for the worst which could be anytime. There was no point of her to go under the knife to save her as the doctors said that it would definitely cost her life immediately. It would be better to keep the body intact. And let her go peacefully. I broke down when I went into the Operating Theatre. I saw her face with the respiratory tube insert into her mouth to help her to breathe. She was petite and her small body curled up sideway as she was shivering 'cos the theatre was so cold. I just could not help not stopping my tears from coming down. I knew that I would be losing her anytime soon.


My family rushed to and from the hospital a couple of times within 24 hours. We thought that her condition was stablised but it did not seemed so. So while my aunt and sister were there, she passed away. My dad, brother, his girlfriend, hubby and I were on the way after the nurse called us and informed that she really would not be able to make it that last time. When we got there, she was already gone and we were a few minutes late. I weeped. All of us weeped. I informed some relatives and my colleagues. I was too tired to relate more 'cos I had more important things to settle. And Im still grateful to my colleague, Tzer Wee who helped to recommend a very nice funeral services provider.

Granny's Wake

Me at Granny's Wake

Funeral Ritual for Granny

It was simple and a funeral that was within my family's budget. Afterall how grand do we have to make it to be for a funeral? We should show our concern, love and respect when one is alive, not when the person is dead. What is the point of trying to show off when the most important thing for the dead is to say prayers. And this should be continue even after the funeral, everyday, everytime and not just for an occasion.


Oh Granny, I really miss you very much. I am still grieving although I have to be strong. And I really want you to be happy!

A Long Time And A Motivating Post !!!

I almost forgot about this blog. No one bugs me to update. I guess my friends have given up on me in a way 'cos they know Im have been super-duper busy. Whenever I read my friends' blog in blogspot, I know I have this here which I have been procastinating to update. Dont ask me why. I have so many reasons to tell you. Not excuses! They are reasons! See the difference!

Firstly, I am happy to have get my studies started. Although it was just a simple certification for basic counselling, I am glad to have completed it at 3 months' time. And leading to the next will be my diploma in counselling. That will be my year 2008 main mission, or rather resolution. I have to find myself some inspiration and motivation to complete this course. I did not ask my company to sponsor me this time. I am not sure if I can get it anyway and I do not want to waste my time waiting for company's decision. I have no time to wait as the closing date for January 2008 intake was in October 2007. It is a year diploma course which then lead to a degree. Seriously I will want to have my paperchase done and get over with. And it is true that with a good and higher qualification, at some point of your life, it is an essential part to make certain decision. Although we say that experience proves to be even better, how about experiences that come together with papers? It is more secure. Definitely. So I need to find motivational people to hang out with! Hahahhahah... I know there are many of them in my company. And since a few of my classmates are also taking up the diploma course, they are even happier to have study buddies, with someone we are familiar, things can work out better! And keep ourselves intact and MOTIVATED !!!

Anyway, I will try, alright, to keep this blog update. There are still many things to be mentioned. Certain part of my life changed. With someone gone forever, and I missed her like crazy. Right, grieving is a matter of time to take to slowly be resolved. I will tell more in the next blog. Maybe later!