GE 2011

Realised that the only news I get on GE 2011 is from FB. So decided to spend the last 1hour reading on the news. Somehow, I only managed as far as Nicole Seah and Tin Pei Ling and Kate Spade... Good effort, Cheryl...

It's only the 3rd day of 2011 but I am feeling real good of the year and I think it will be THE year. Why?

1) I don't feel the normal "oh crap 1 yr has gone by" nostalgia. Instead, I look forward to it. Not feeling old anymore!

2) My fitness (read "body") hasn't been in the best of shape since I reached Cambridge. It was demoralising, to try to pull myself out of the rut I am in. However, ever since ZY introduced a workout program to me on Christmas day (irony that it was before our christmas feast), I have been inspired once again. You know it is a good program when it gives results even before the physical results show:)

3) I just tried to go onto my pole after a long hiatus. Ho behold, I could stick to the pole:) Hasn't happened much since I bought it. Finally I can remember why I spent £250 on that stick.

4) I feel like anything is possible! As long as I put my heart to it, I can achieve anything. Probably still high from my pole session. Maybe this will be the year I can finally get my packs and pull ups.

5) It's the year of the Rabbits. The star is shining on us man!!!!

Oooohhhh HOOOO!!! Excited!!!

Knee hold:)

2 days ago, I managed to do a move that I always wanted to do. A knee hold.

It is a difficult move, yes, and a hell painful one. But most moves in pole are anyway, and this move should not be any different.

However, if you remember, I blogged in 08 nov 08 that I attended a pole pract with mostly level 6 students inside. One thing I remembered from that session, other than the fact that they all had 6 packs and I still don't, was this girl learning knee hold. She was having difficulty and had to drag a chair over to assist her. Since then, knee hold has been held high on my pedestal, even as my instructor insisted that there are harder moves than knee hold.

And I did it. I did the ONE move which I think would mark the "graduation" from pole. There are still LOTS to learn but knowing that I have come a long way is just soooooo gratifying...

I am glad I blogged...


Eunice, this is for you!!!

I love my job

There is nothing more frustrating than to fight against a life long enemy and yet not place a face to it. Today, my girlfriends, let me remove this frustration from your life, once and for all.


Let me present to you your worst enemy.







Mr Adipocyte, a.k.a Fatcell



I figure out that adipocytes are male because like guys, they :
1) take over your life without you realising. You are obsessed with removing one and retaining the other.
2) stay on forever. The more you try to get rid of them, the more stubborn they become.
3) are the imperfections in girls' lives.
4) are the reason why girls bother going to the gym.
5) are the reason behind the stock market crash in the world of girls' self-esteem.




Still, isn't Mr Fatty cute!!! Those tiny droplets are oil droplets. Make me feel like pricking each one with a pin. And see the oil oooooooze out from the cell. And LAUGH!!! We differentiated these from mesenchymal stem cells. Really, I have so many fat cells, there's really no need for us to create more in the lab... *SNORT*


I reall love my job. There was once when my friend and I decided to paint our nails in the office during lunch hour. We were hesitant initially, because if the painting was not done properly, we didn't have any nail polish remover to clean up the mess. However, it didn't take us long to figure out that we can always make our own remover in the lab. It's really great working in lab huh? Fancy some ice cream? We have liquid nitrogen. Having a flu? We have masks readily available.


Me love me job:)

Graduation

I've finally graduated. I recall stepping into the plane on 26th Sept 2006, reminding myself to remember how I feel, so that when I look back in the future, I would not feel that time flies. Despite that, TIME BLOODY FLEW BY!!! There is a twinge of pain as I hold on tightly to the present, afraid that all these would be wrenched from me as 10yrs of my life fly me by. 30 years old. I wanna look back with no regrets when I am 30 years old.


Housemates



Returning to London for my graduation was a bitter sweet experience. Leaving college was different compared to leaving other educational institutions when I was younger. In the past, when I leave a school, all my friends left with me. The sentiments associated with the school were practically washed clean, because it no longer contained the elements which made the stay memorable. Moreover, all my friends would still be around me. Friends in London however, remained in London while I left. Some remained because they are still studying. Some remained because that is where they belong. I returned to where I belong, yet it's difficult to be whole again, because a part of my memories and lifestyle have been left behind.


Biomedics


Still, seeing familiar faces in familiar settings eased the pain a little. It helped to see that life in London still goes on without me and I should move on too.


Biomedics


On a separate note, I am rather indignified to find out that pubs actually serve half pints. For all 3 years of my life in London, I always end up giving my unfinished pints away. And these guys NEVER told me that I can order just half the amount!!!! Makes me wonder who my real friends are...:(

Thanks, my dears!

Met up with my primary school friends, Joanne and Wendy. They were one of my best friends back then. I was rather afraid that things would be awkward between us. Amazingly, the chemistry was still there and we talked non-stop. When we left the meeting, there was this happiness flowing within me, the kind whereby you feel good about yourself and your friends. Haven't had such a feeling for a long time. Perhaps it is indeed time for class gathering.

Good Old days

I seldom have a picture post. Make that never. All of my posts depend on my words. Today, however, is an exception, because I just uncovered some pictures in a forgotten XD card. They were taken from my fresher year in Imperial, and brought back tons of memories.





Rugby Christmas dinner 2006
The one on the left was my vice-capt:)




The 2 girls whose names I ALWAYS mixed up. Now I remember. Karen (left), Helen (right)



Jess, the girl who gave me a HUGE bruise on the very 1st training. For that, she received a placement in kangaroo court. Kangaroo court is an annual event whereby we get "punished" for the stupid stuff we did in the year.



Familiar scene here...



Another familiar scene...



John (Coach) and Borja (who started from being Rugby girls' most popular guy to most hated)



I didn't post larger pics of me, because most of them were not focused. Seems that I was the only one who could focus that night. Hur hur...






My first snowfall in London! With my best friends from hall.




The next time the camera was used, it was for Vday. That was my present, perfectly preserved, shipped all the way from Sg. 3 years on, it isn't the same anymore.



Gggrrrr.... The last pic my cam took. On the way to Spain. In fact, the only pic the cam took for that trip:( BOOOO:(:(:( Damn Evian bottles.

Sigh... I can barely accept the fact that I have graduated and returned.