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I am going to see a doc tomorrow, my right eye has been in pain and tearing since yesterday. Today gotten worse as I could feel the pain around my neck and head when the muscle stretches.

I do not wear my contact lens in extensive hours. I don’t have much problems with my eyes before. I am quite hygenic towards cleansing my lens, I don’t use saliva or plain water with my lens. I don’t rub my eye. I don’t sleep with my lens. Argh, I can’t see no reason why am I having red eye now. It’s sometimes piercing, sometimes tiring, sometimes tearing, sometimes vision blurrish.

I can’t imagine myself losing visions. What if I am not able to see things anymore, not to even mention working on video editing.

I can’t picture myself walking in the darkness, where black is the only colour I can see.

No No…I still want to see the handsome faces and of course the rainbow.

I have a friend who consistently check on my blog to see if I mention about him.
So today, for goodness sake, I will write some thing about him.

Remember I blog about my first time? Yes, he is the guy who wrote me letter. Whoops, I doubt if he even remembers.

kekekeke…….

Anyway, he said something very amusing over the lunch with me last week.

“I want to eat all the food I can, travel around the world just to taste every thing!” He said

“Wah *amused*, then you are not concern of your health, like high cholestrol?” I asked.

“Yah, I don’t mind myself on the medication if it takes me to eat everything.” Calmly replied

*Gulp gulp*

The food was served few minutes later. His order came, a bowl of white jasmine rice and a bowl of curry chicken.

I found a pic we took 2 years back, it seems like he likes curry chicken a lot!

I handed him the cutlery earlier, a pair of fork and spoon as I thought the meal would come in a plate form.

Next moment I saw him eating with the fork & spoon in his bowl of rice.

“Wei, I thought you want to be World Food taster?”

“Ya la..what’s wrong?”

“I never come across a food taster use fork and spoon in the bowl.”

hahaha..please don’t ask me what happen next. I could still remember the rice bits he puke on the table after saying that. *bursted out laughing out loud* Didn’t want to tease him anymore, well maybe I should give him a good lesson on table manner before he could proceed on being a food taster.

I hope it brings a smile on your face when you read this.

I must admit for the very first time I feel sad as my mom is leaving to London tomorrow. Darn, I can’t cry in front of her, that’s not me. I am always seen as the happiest, or to the extreme - most proudful one. I have never shown my tears to my family members since adolescent. How weird and how embarrasing if I would cry in front of my mom.

There are a lot of things which I know I was at fault and regret of why shouldn’t I just keep quiet and listen to her.

I miss her already. Another 9 hrs to be with her until 6-12 months later. I did ask myself why would I feel sad? Because nobody will cook for me? Nobody will do my laundry? Nobody will fold my clothes? Then I don’t need a mom, I need a maid instead.

Okay, I am out with her now for dinner.

Mom, take care and dress warm. (I know you won’t see it, but I love you)

I hope nobody will take this post seriously, especially by saying I don’t have work ethics. I guess it shouldn’t be the case since I didn’t know and say much.

Anyone likes Jenson Button - the F1 driver? kakakakaaka, I have such an honour to take a glance at his passport the other day. Well, if you ask me the details, ie passport number/ number of countries he visited/ full name/ - then sorry, even I have forgotten all about it. The only thing I remembered so far is his birthday - 19 Jan 1980, which is shown at the F1 web portal and of course his good looking picture It is actually quite normal for company like us to assist clients on their visa applications, reservation so and so forth.
I did not have good luck enough to deliver the passport back to him, my colleague did. He even had a few words with Michael Schumacher at the hotel.

Argh! Why wasn’t I the person to run the errands?

Fading into some past memories, it’s interesting to know there are many first times in my life.

First time (chronologically)…

… lying to my mom that I wouldn’t swim in the kindergarten.

… holding my kindy’s classmate hand to zoo.

… got punished by tuition teacher by eating the chilis, she said i talked back.

… rewarded with a Barbie doll in Std 1, scored third place in class.

… got slapped by dad, cuz I played with the two silicons (bra) in dept store.

… doing public speaking in Std 4 - English poem.

… attempted commiting suicide and discovered by the principal.

… punished by form teacher, I pulled the prefect’s tie and drag him to run along.

… naive to believe I could gain his love if I helped him to do homework.

… then, 1996 - fascinated by the power of Internet - chat, chat and chat…

… know what is french kiss.

… to know what is ‘break up’ and ‘heart-broken’

… on a trip with bunch of good friends to Port Dickson & Penang.

… A guy made me happy by vandalising the resort’s room curtain. (err, bullshit)

… Attended rave party in ‘99-00 Millenium new year eve

… crying because best friend left overseas for studies.

… receiving a letter from this guy - the one and only guy that wrote to me.

… studying in a college, don’t know head and tail and what’s the direction.

… knowing life is not the same again after receiving Christ as my personal saviour.

… working in big corporate, encountered good and evil people.

… praying hard for Uni admission.

… prayer answered -preparing trip to Melbourne to pursue higher education.

… staying with a Caucasian, a musican as well as mechanic.

… Feeling extremely lonely, received help from Drummond and stayed there til graduate.

… Cooking for non-family members.

… Fell in love with another Caucasian.

… tour guiding cum interpreter to Chinese tourists.

… having fun inside the helicopter, flying around Great Ocean Road.

… wearing graduate gown.

… buying my own brand new car.

… driving on the road by myself with fears.

… public speaking in front of customers at a must win situation.

… receiving bonus from employer.

… more first times coming on its way.

There are a lot of first times in my life, of what I could recall so far. One day I can look back and say ‘hey girl, there are still many ‘first time’ to hit, be cool, be calm, and be yourself.’

Let’s cherish the ‘first time’.