Saturday, March 13, 2010

Recovery

Think I recover better than I thought. Shouldn't be scared of seeing you again.

Just because I played some good volleyball two nights in a row, which helped me to drain most of the W-related negative energy.

I am good.

Still waiting......





Almost nobody calls me Lai Lai anymore, but I still love this name. My name is Lai Lai :p

Thursday, March 11, 2010

To help myself

I do not want to see you again anytime soon.

Hope this is the right thing to do.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

A heart breaking birthday

After all these years, I trained not to remind myself of my birthday anymore. Because when you know that you are still gonna be spending this "special" day by yourself, things can only turn more pathetic if you echo this over and over again.

Stupid me, after I found out that my closest friends did not actually recall this day, as usual, I was kinda of disappointed, which I should've known better, calling up Paul for ice-cream was the only thing I wanna do besides the crying. That's why I met up with him after work. He took me out to the Century Plaza for desserts. Thank God he spent time with me to keep me accompanied. We ordered a dish of sweet potato toasts and a coffee sundae. They were the most delicious food ever occurred on earth :) Somehow, he asked me if I knew Willis. Of course I know him, the guy who shares a lot of common hobbies with me; the guy who teaches me a lot in clinical skills; the guy who is very caring and considerate.

The more we talked about him, the more I wanted to see him. At the same time, Mav called me up if I wanna get some desserts with him. I chose to meet him up at PolyU so that I MAY have a chance to see Willis. Later I found out that he didn't have class tonight. So anyway, Mav and I took the 112 bus to CWB to get desserts. Guess who I saw on the bus? The familiar and warm face that I saw...... with a girl. My heart sank to the lowest point of the earth but the smile was still hanging on the anterior surface of the mindless skull.

A little chat on the bus. Then I went back to Mav. Honestly, I didn't even know what was it about Mav in our conversation, about his job, his study, his vacation.. whatever. I heard nothing and talked nonsense.

Should I thank God for meeting him on this special day? Thank God for letting me put on a little make up before meeting him?

Should I be upset that my dream's completely broken? Should I be happy to be waken up from the silly dream?

Don't know if it's because I had desserts for the whole night, my body, mind and heart feel very empty.

A heart breaking birthday like this one, truly the first time.



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What's next? Receiving your wedding invitation?

Saturday, March 6, 2010

It's March

Dinner with a friend one night, I told her about switching team from orthopaedics to RMD. It is going to be wonderful but it may take time for me to pick up the usual routine of work. That's why I would most like to stay behind and study the cases and stuff.

She goes, "Monika, you are so hard working. But you can only tell friends about these things. It will be such a turn off for guys as they will think that you are a difficult gal to deal with."

What have I done wrong?

It's March again. Is it going to be fun one? Or a lonely one? Honestly, nevermind.... Gimme a coupla days more to fool myself.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Standard Chartered Marathon

Shit it was already 2am, I was still sitting in front of the computer. The Citybus nor the New bus had any additional buses for the convenience of the marathon. I was supposed to get up at 4am, 4:30 the latest for the physiotherapy work at the Victoria Park. Left the house at 5am, saw a taxi, tried to hop on, unfortunately there were tones of people who were hoping to get on a taxi as well. I walked over to another station looking for a better chance. There was a man with his daughter. My braveheart told me to ask him if I could tag along, he agreed. There you go, I got there on time, without paying a penny. Such a kind father!

Isaac, Willis and I travelled to the 39K checkpoint for physio service. It was my honour to be selected for this checkpoint. Thanks Willis number 1.

He bought each of us a bottle of coke for the shitty weather. Thanks Willis number 2.

It wasn't a busy station, so we had lots of time to enjoy the running atmosphere at the flyover, and photo taking. Thanks Willis number 3.

Cases came along when we were enjoying our time. Willis took the opportunity to teach us physiotherapy practical skills and reinforce our critical thinking (my weakest). Thanks Willis number 4.

After a coupla hours, we came back to our largest station for clearing up the line up and packing. Willis allowed me to tag along back to PolyU. Thanks Willis number 5.

When we got back to PolyU, all the materials were allocated back to where they belong to. Simon and Ella tried to buy us lunch. He tried to rescue BeiBei and I from the lunch even though it wasn't sucessful. Thanks Willis number 6.

He gave me two more packs of Isotonic drinks from his bag. He probably just wanted to get rid of those but they turned out to be my drink of survival during the match at night. Thanks Willis number 7.

What else can I say about you Willis :) Look forward to seeing you again, hopefully soon.

Friday, February 26, 2010

2 days to RMD, last day at RB

I felt your pain and anger at the lunch meeting. Also dislike the feeling of having other people to control your life. If one can put themselves into other people's shoes, they know that you really need what you desire. So I agree with you, SCREW the people who only think about themselves!!!!

Thank you for staying over till late with me, helping me out whenever needed. Thank you for your encouragement at all times. You are such a nice brother. I will miss you. At our last sight, I almost ran over to give you a hug. But you may feel weird, thats why I waved only... so gay. Anyway.... you know the way I feel.

Left KH at 9pm that night. AM nurses came back for the N shift, I was still there. Pretty funny. Hopefully I didn't leave any shit behind for you guys.

Last day at RB........... So loooooooong.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

3 days to RMD

I knew you guys love my treat! Sweet soup from the designated store. GREAT! Grazie ppl for all the kind help!

Today, I started to pack up my stuff to RMD. YOU told me that besides your wife I am the first girl who made you to have feelings for. Even though you added some sense of humour in there, I knew it was true. And I was flattered. Love the way we interact because we are very close, yet distant. We trusted each other and we talked like sis and bro. Will love you and your tummy always BIG BRO!

3 days to RMD ... ... it's okay to miss me a little, but not too much :P

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

4 days to RMD

It's probably because I knew I am going to switch team soon, I am becoming more efficient these days. Theoretically, orthopaedic and medical cases are not supposed to be a challenge anymore! HA! Because I am WELL trained....... not.... of course there is always more knowledge to learn.

I am gonna miss the nurses who I work closely with. They are being very helpful sometimes, especially in forcing my kids down to the gym. It took time to blend in their culture, but I eventually did it.

After work, I had a strong desire to get some new lingerie, well bra. There was a shopping mall beside the stadium so I took a good look at those bras. I picked a set of red bra with undies, and another set of white ones with golden lace. It was very pretty. The pantie looked pretty sexy as well :p

Another exhausted volleyball night. Slipped and fell because of the humid ground. For the first time, I completely understood the injury mechanism of a fracture hip. I am sure if I were 40 years older than I am now, I probably would suffer from left fracture trochanter of femur, requiring Dynamic Hip screw. Painful and shitty!

4 days to RMD ... ... will miss my teammates!