Second Extraction

Well, today I finally went for my second round of wisdom tooth extraction this time for the top and btm left while removing the stitches for the right ones. This time round was much scarier because the dentist just injected the anaesthesia straight away without even applying the white cream. And barely waiting for the effect to set in, he began the operation. Halfway through the operation for the bottom tooth, I could even feel a sharp pain at the end of my jaw and he had to top up LA. Imagine feeling pain halfway through! But this dentist was much friendlier than the one at AH. That dentist at AH was PURE coldness.. Ok ouch.. it hurts so I have no mood to write too much.. Another time..

Emotional Bank

Everyone has an emotional bank. When you contribute, plan that special event for someone, do something nice for someone you are withdrawing from it. When someone does something that makes you feel loved you are cashing in on that same account. I think I've depleted mine too fast.. I feel a little emotionally tired

Pang seh Pang seh

Well, I dunno what got into me that I'm updating this so often. Haha.. Well today is the actual day for my mum's b'day. I got her a mango cake from bengawan solo and pushed away all my appointments to have dinner with her.. But she ended up shopping with my aunt at chinatown and called back to say they having dinner outside. So in the end I ate canned food (the ultra unhealthy type). Fancy getting pang seh'ed by your mum.. But its alright, its her birthday and what matters is that she's happy. She said she liked the earrings I got her. Though they weren't expensive but I thought they looked nice. She turns 49 today (or I shouldn't be saying this) and I think she deserves better from me.. Hopefully she can feel the effort I put in everyday to prepare dinner for her. So she can have nice soup at the end of a day of tiring work. Then my few hours of preparation will be worth the while.

Haha.. yesterday my dad was telling my mum how I was still joking after the extraction and everything was alright.. Luckily he didn't know it was just to put their hearts at ease.. Who could be in the mood to joke and laugh after extracting two wisdom teeth and when the pain got so bad it jolted me awake at 2am to eat painkillers. But all this teaches me: treasure and cherish your loved ones be they your family or friends. At least if I just leave suddenly one day, I had the opportunity to do something for them. I don't want to one day regret that I never been able to cook dinner for my family or make/buy things for my friends. Afterall, they deserve it! All of them!

Old Blog Skin

Well, I've decided to revert back to the old blog skin though I preferred the other one. Its because I can't seem to be able to view comments and sometimes there are technicality problems because the other is purely HTML. So my counter drops from 600 to 0. Haha.. But it doesn't matter because how many view this is not important.

On an additional note, today I cooked the chicken and soup for dinner and another success. Woot! Looks like I'm well on my way to becoming a house-husband.. KAKA.. kidding..

Dental Dental

Life is often or maybe always, a crossroad of choices and every choice is like a wooden see-saw. While you get to enjoy the thrill at the top of one end, you also have to experience being at the bottom. Well, actually I'm not very sure why I started off with that but I did.

Anyway, today I attended my scheduled visit at Alexandra Hospital. It was supposed to be for a wisdom tooth extraction for my bottom left and right ones but after x-ray it showed that I had 2 upper ones too which weren't impacted like the bottom ones. For those who don't know, impacted means that the tooth is growing horizontally instead of vertically like normal. So the nurse advised that I remove all. I ended up extracting the top and bottom right ones. Well, my busy dad was so good to go down to help me sign the consent form and stay ALL the way until I finished. Love you Dad! The dentist was so rough she nearly cut the side of my mouth with the scalpel when she put it in but its over anyway. So now I have another appointment next friday at Jurong Medical Centre for the other two along with the removal of the other two wisdom teeth.

To be frank I am not exactly a fan of operations so I was quite nervous. My hands were icy cold (but that's normal) and after the operation I still had to smile cos I was afraid my dad might get worried. Then I sent a playful sms to my mum so she would think that I'm ok (if you can joke you should be alright). Really don't want them worrying, afterall this operation cost my dad's medisave $715 already and the next one another identical sum. My friends are all so caring, all sent sms-es to ask how I was doing. The only hassle now is that the wound keeps bleeding. I keep spitting out blackish-red blood and that is not because I'm poisoned or what but just that the blood is too concentrated. Been bleeding for 8 hours already and by the 6th hour I was actually quite dizzy from the loss of blood. Hopes it stops bleeding by tomorrow morning. I'm waking up at 5.30am for my next dose of medication and maybe cook some porridge for breakfast. I'm really starving but if I go cook something now then my parents would know so better not.

Anyway, I've thought of taking this time to see whether I can learn some cooking or try things out. Well, if I can't eat then my family gotta be the guinea pig! Keke. Hmm.. this year's CNY is together with V day, wonder how all the couples gonna celebrate.. Hope they have both a happy CNY and V day. I'll be in Malaysia during that time as usual, celebrating with my maternal side of the family. Well, till another time, this is Dixon signing off.. Haha.. so cliche..

Girls need lessons on how to sit

I really want to say this: GIRLS NEED LESSONS ON HOW TO SIT!!!

I was at this coffee shop eating and there were this group of school girls at a table further away. Dunno which school they are from cos I'm not into uniform-study but there were about 3 of them. Being students in a group, they were chatting happily away while the uncles in the coffee shop were staring at them. Well, they weren't exactly being very loud or gorgeously beautiful so one might wonder why so many people were staring at them.

The reason is simple, they were wearing school uniforms (skirts) and sitting with their legs open the way some guys do (which is ok for guys cos they wear pants). This crude position conveniently displayed whatever was under their skirt to the willing or unwilling public. Obviously the uncles were enjoying every moment of "eye-candy".

Well, when I left I decided to do the girls a favour. I went up to one of them and said this (I said in chinese but the meaning is this in english) "Girl, you might want to close your legs, everybody is staring.." After which I left. The girls obviously embarrassed immediately halted the free show. Sorry uncles for stopping your enjoyment! HAHA.. Girls really need to learn how to sit properly so they can protect their modesty. Grrrrr

The real meaning of friends

Before I get to the blog post proper, would just like to say that somehow I can't find where to read the comments people post. So kindly try to leave them on the tagboard or enlighten me how to read them. Thanks

Well, its just some sort of an enlightenment I got. Some people have really taught me what it means to be a friend and in contrast, some have also just as clearly shown what isn't. A friend isn't someone that stands you up, one that always gives countless excuses for them when the only clear one is just that you really aren't that important in their lives. To them, you are but someone who is at their beck and call. When they feel bored or crudely speaking, they have a vacant slot in their schedule their desperately want to fill, they will ask you out. When suddenly a "better option" or better companion for this slot appears, you are conveniently thrown out of the picture with less thought given than throwing a piece of used tissue paper. These people are not friends. They are teachers. They have taught me that I am not that important after all and not to expect them to see me just the way I see them. More importantly, they have taught me how naive I am and to wake up from this idealistic dream of who the people around me really are. I shan't put names for it is best to speak not of the evils of others but rather to laud the goods of them.

Well, I guess the only good thing is that in contrast, these people show me how good real friends are. Real friends are there to listen when you need a ear. They are this special group of people that are willing to listen to you grumble and rant even when they themselves have a truckload of worries burdening them and yet they don't complain. They offer you help whenever they think you need it be it whether you accept it or not. Most importantly, friends make you feel loved and wanted. Their actions emphasize again and again how important you are to them and how much they want you to be in their lives in the capacity of a friend.

For this, I really want to say a big thank you to my friends and also the "teachers". The former for just being part of my life and the latter for waking me up to the harsh reality of the world.

Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams

“He wishes for the cloths of Heaven” by William Butler Yeats

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half-light

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams

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This blog post just ends here. Period.