What in the world?

Since yesterday's incident, I know I'M NOT GOING TO SWEAT THESE SMALL STUFF. No purpose in fighting a losing battle, I'll just let it be. That probably shows that reciprocation is not always guranteed. Anyway, you may or may not know what I'm rambling on but that's okay.

Lesson no.2: There's always someone who knows what you're doing, even though you may think you are mega swift in your action.
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I found Nirvana.

I once heard this,

"If you struggle to keep your head above water, you'll only be pulled down further by the current. If you shrug and relax, you'll just float above it all."

Never truly felt it, but today, I zen-ed out.

Actually, 'shrug and relax' isn't really how I function. 'Panic and take action' is more or less the way I work. Maybe as of today, I should alter my way of handling certain matters, and who knows, being a little more apathetic may help salvage the situation. As in my inscrutable case, it's already at rock bottom, it'll only be getting better, so am trying to be more indifferent about it. Although tough.
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Since I'm bored, what about this:

Rules:
It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag ten people.

Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name : Letty.

2. A four Letter Word : LOVE.

3. A boy's Name : Lionel.

4. A girl's Name : Lynette.

5. An occupation : obama's Lobbyist.

6. A color : LILAC! (C'mon, say Lilactomatoes. Okay, you won't get it. Hahaha.)

7. Something you'll wear : Lace. (NO actually, I do not wear lace omg.)

8. Someone you'll love : Liu Mei. (HAHAHAHA!)

9. A food : wen ji Laksa. (It's non-existent FYI, it's Spice Siblings 5 years back.)

10. Something found in the bathroom: The toilet is the LOO.

11. A place : Liverpool.

12. A reason for being late : Logged into Facebook too long the night before.

13. Something you'd shout : LOSER! (I've a list of people to shout this to...)

14. A drama title : La Femme. (You knew this was coming, didn't you?)

15. Something you drink : Lychee Martini.

16. A musical group : Linkin Park.

17. An animal : Lamb.

18. A street name : Lorong Ah Soo. Whatever.

19. A type of car : Give me the Lamborghini. (But wrt previous post, BMW Z4 would satiate me already.)

20. The title of a song : Livin' On A Prayer. (It's Bon Jovi, baby!)
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Something to die for.


Reach for a piece of tissue please, I can see your droool.
So pretty right? Toplesss. I want it in white, with upholstery in deep red. Hotness. Okay, photo above ripped off from BMW website, and looooked at the car number plate. So apt, only if it was the other way around. Hello everyone, do email me at mercedes9334@hotmail.com. This time round, I'm gonna go against my email address, Mercedes is taking a backseat, Beemer's on the centrestage!

In theoretical sense, I am a qualified driver. (:
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The little light in that period of complete darkness.



Every now and then when that green tube resurface in my head, I'll cringe and the feeling of it going right through from the nose into the stomach just kills me. I vividly remember when that damned tube goes down the throat, and the doc goes "Swallow, swallow.". Alright, he sounded all nice and sweet, but that's because he knows the swallowing is excruciating. And of course on 18th Nov midnight, when I'm all weak and dying, the nurses puts you onto that cold, metal operating table, huge operating light bulbs right above you, your mind is in total blankness. The theatre was all chilly and green. All of them were in green, like those you watched in dramas, and any other cloths were green. Why green? Anyway, the nurses will meddle with this tube and that drip. After which, the anesthesiologist comes with something round and rubbery, and she goes: "Come, oxygen, breathe.. breathe." Alright, why does she need to lie about the oxygen part I don't know. At that point in time, when your life is just flat on the table, and help is urgently needed, whatever they asked you to do, you will. So even if she doesn't say it's oxygen, I will obediently breathe in too! But, I believed her (that it was oxygen!). The amount of anesthesia I was given was only just right! So the moment I was wheeled out of the operating theatre, my eyes opened, and I tell you, the abdominal pain is I-dont-know-what-word-can-I-use-ly painful. Just imagine you'd been just stitched, and less than an hours' time, you're awake. After anesthesia, I was injected with Morphine. Large amounts of it, 500ml in an hour for the first three hours. And subsequent days, I was Morphine-ed too, and alot other medication. Like, five bags dripping all at once. So my hand was all swollen, and when it's swollen, you'd get feverish and you've to also change to the other hand. I'd changed a total of 8 times. And if you think after operation, all will be well, you're quite wrong. But I'm not gonna continue telling you how then am I able to sit here, all fit as fiddle again. It's all too traumatising. So please, health is definitely wealth. Take care!

(Heh, the actual fact is, it's a few minutes to 9, and there's show. Ha, bye.)
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未来不是梦


拍戏不容易，记得支持。
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49/50

for Final Theory trial test. How I wished it was the actual one! I don't know which is that one question that I got it wrong even though I'm speculating on the one that asked about horns. "What would you do if another driver upsets you?" So the options were, a)Try not to react, b) Sound your horn, and option c) is something I can't recall. But am sure that c) isn't the right answer, so I was picking either a) or b). Alright, the theory book says only sound a horn to prevent an accident, and you're not suppose to misuse the horn. So in tests like these, you ought to be politically correct, so I guessed sounding the horn wouldn't be the right one. But which dumbass driver will be able to keep his cool when another road-user upsets him, I haven't seen one at least. Even one minor mistake brings out the expletives, so you think drivers can try not to react? I personally do not think so. But a test is a whole world of difference from what's happening. I'm so glad I will be finally free from the theory aspect of driving in 2 days' time. It's such a chore to study about the dos and donts about driving when in actual fact, no one abide by these rules on the road. Theoretically the right-most lane is for overtaking and emergency vehicles only, implying that the right land should be rather empty unless for vehicles of the above. Do we see cleared right lands when we are on the road?

When you talk long enough to a certain someone, you'll certainly know how she's like. Okay, sounds retarded, like obviously. I haven't talked so long to her in a long while, and now I understood why was I so upset by her. Now I know her pattern! Hahaha. I shall just accept it. And bear in mind that ignorance is bloody blissful.
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