snapshot.

4th public health and occupational medicine conference


i found this in the computer folders.:)
Oh how I miss pw, and the (now non exsistent)PE office and mentoring sessions at singhealth.
Pong still has grudges ehem, someone who stole her pen.
Hopefully this year's batch does it bigger and better:)
own wiifit and Business at school.

yet another really pretty memory
Let it spur me on to create even better ones.:)

fragmented

exams kill interest. rah.
piano grade 8 practical tmr.
After which, I'm done with the abrsm sylabus:) pretty much.
12 years. That took me long.

piano diploma? hahah.

Daddy says i can take golf as my new hobby after Os.
It could do some good, training my patience:)
Maybe.

Sleep awaits.

real courage

It hurt when the first thing she said to you was
"No more netball for you anymore. No more."

"I don't want to have to go through it all over again"

Deep hurt.
I felt so useless when i all i could do was watch you hurt and cry,
thinking of you having to go through it all over again.
All over again.
My mind was in a whirl back then,replaying the events, questioning myself, questioning God.

I take my hat of to you, seriously. It must have taken so much courage, to stand up, wipe away the tears and take those painful steps all the way out of the hall, refusing to be carried away.
I'm sorry that as a friend i was but so little of a support. And sorry to the others whom i hid the seriousness of the matter to.
i didnt want you guys to worry. Or to over react before the scan results are out.

Lastly, I pray for God's peace to guard your heart. And trust in him, even when the circumstance makes it ever so hard to. I know that God will do his mighty healing and you will be able to get though it all cause you're such a strong girl.

Get well soon:)
hurry, get well so i can practice lobs with you again.
And sing. and shop. and laugh.
From the bottom of my heart.
Love you eunice:)

christopher:)

I have an eye infection. or some white dot on my cornea. It was stinging the whole day and the haze certainly made it worse. I slept through CE to give the eye a break:) I was really curious as to what was happening inside my eye so when i got back, i grabbed a mirror and shined warm light into my eye. I ended up being facinated by how the radial and circular muscles move to different light intensities, and how they look pretty uneven and rough in texture near the pupil. In my head i began labeling the different parts of the eye, from aqueous humor to conjunctiva.

yes, my conjunctiva is red. for real now. hahah.
I sound like Christopher from "the curious incident of the dog in the night time"

Anywayy,looking forward to netball tomorrow. Hopefully my partial blindness wont affect training(and affect my hard earned, almost perfect lobs. heh:))



Christopher amuses me.
He's someone so transparent in his moods and meanings, and he never lies.
"I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating. Also dogs are faithful and they do not tell lies because they cannot talk"
I'll like to meet someone so perculiar like him:)