I like my family, my sisters and my cousins.
We're so cute.
We play games like fish eat fish.
Hello!
It was my grandmother's birthday a few weeks ago.
There was a cosy/funny/noisy buffet dinner gathering in my house and it was fun as usual ~
Except my sulking brother at the bottom left corner.
Without trying hard, you can see him trying his best to spoil the picture.
My school like has been quite pleasant too (besides the fact that I'm not really keeping up with my school work... ).
I remember when I had to use crutches last semester I kept thinking
"Is today the day I am going to die tumbling this flights of stairs?"
But recently I found out that I don't have to be using crutches to die falling down stairs.
Cus I just have to be myself to get injured.
I was walking down the stairs with one hand on Cal's arm and then Suddenly,
I was kneeling on the floor.
Instead of grabbing Cal when I was going to fall I went to grab the plant.
That was how I got the thorns in my palm.
So smart hor.
I seriously suspect something wrong with my cerebellum.
How can anyone trip and fall so often?
Sigh.
My cute classmates! :D
That was the day we went to MOF at Raffles City to eat.
So, for ppl who haven't been to MOF to eat before, this is what you have to do to order food:
1) Choose your dish from the menu
2) Write the corresponding item Code e.g. 320-A on the order list
3) Bring the order list to the cashier
4) Pay
QED (quite easily done).
But I got stuck at step 4 because the cashier returned my order list to me as he didn't understand what I meant when I wrote "14.80".
When he returned it to me I myself didn't understand what I wrote.
Until I remembered that I gong-gong-ly wrote the price $14.80 instead of the item code.
so smart. -_-"
Everybody say Hi to Ali the cutie. :)
We were in the nursing skills lab this afternoon practising tracheostomy dressing change and we didn't want to waste the cotton balls by soaking them in Normal Saline.
So Alicia pretended to pour the Normal Saline into the cotton balls.
She proceeded to pretend to squeeze the cotton balls.
We normally do so to prevent dripping when we use it to clean the patient's wound site or whereever.
Ali squeezed the DRY cotton balls ONE by ONE, taking more than an acceptable length of time for someone pretending to be squeezing dry cotton balls.
Gerry and I watched, stunned, by the side.
Thanks Ali, for being so cuteeeeee. :D I would like to give you a pat on your shoulder.
It is time to blog about Cal's surprise of the week for me.
But I think it deserves another post of its own.
Hang in there :)
♥Bid Farewell
