Farewell

Jenna has worked in Aboriginal Congress for almost three years and she is a pure joy to work with. She has always been there to help me especially when I have difficulties listening to patient's name. I still do. And I really don't know what to do now, without her around.

The farewell party was held at one of our colleague's place and he stays out of town with his partner. There were hardly any streetlights and it was freaking scary to drive there at night. Imagine, you drive with your headlights on and you look back at your rear mirror, its pitch black. They have also put up signs of kangaroo crossing, and if you hit it, you need to ring to report the incident. The two sides of the road are just filled with long, tall grasses. Feels so remote.


The house was huge! I guess you call it a bungalow. And the poolside, simply romantic. Though this picture wouldn't do justice.

She is a terrific painter while our colleague was a brilliant photographer (his part time job).




A campfire!! Can you believe it? WOW Perhaps the only thing missing was we weren't barbecuing chicken or marshmellows.


Because we BROUGHT our home-cooked food! While I was happily snapping away, my preceptor put her arms around me and asked "Why are you taking pictures of food? I thought you have food in your home country?" >.<

Er.. because we appreciate food? My housemate bluntly said "Yes, and we also live on trees". LOL!


Can you see lamb cutlets? Potato baked? Curry chicken? Fried sotong?


Jenna (second row-middle) and Alex (first row-far right)

People come and go and leave footprints in your heart.

Another crossroad

Okay, she popped the question today.

Not THAT question! I am straight.

I'm really in a dilemma and I thought it would be an easy answer. If I agree, she will rock up a one year contract. If I don't, I know I will disappoint her. BADLY.

I am at the crossroad again. I loathe making decisions.

Job satisfaction or quality of life?

If you were me, which would you pick?


Say hello to Mr Cutie Seal! Took this pic from Kangaroo Island.


What should I do? Is there a correct answer?

They played this song on the radio while I was at work one day.

And boy, oh boy, my awesome pharmacist tested her vocal skills as she was happily typing away while my mind was inundated with images of Armageddon clips while putting stocks away onto the shelf.

This song still gives me goosebumps after all these years. It is THAT good. The rhythm flows beautifully and the lyrics complements it so well.





I cried buckets when I watched the movie. The ending was terribly sad. Those who have watched it would know what I mean.

I can't choose this song for my wedding day. I think I'll make a mess on my makeup.

Came across this quote 'The world is your classroom' and I cannot agree more.

No matter where I am, I know I will still be a student. And learning new things makes me alive. I carved my path when I was in high school. I knew what I wanted, many of the goals I managed to achieve with much blessings and tremendous support. And what they say is true about being a student in comparison to working. I miss being a student. SO MUCH. I love being in control with my own time. Not dictated by some people. Why do I get this feeling that part of me is lost. Maybe this is just my first year of working experience. Still in the transition, perhaps.

I like to think that every time I go to my workplace, this is not work, it's fun! After all this is my passion, and I have chosen this path. Whether or not this will be a better life guaranteed, I don't know. But if you do something that you don't like doing, you will never be happy and rich.

Listen to your heart,

Never like the idea of adding a year to my age since I turned 22 years old. To tell the truth, I sometimes lose count on how old I am! I tend to add a year older than I am.


Can't help but reminisce on the ones I used to celebrate with my piggy clan in uni. Everyone has of course, moved on with their lives. I truly had so much fun with them, and wished I could turn back the good old times.


I have e-mails/sms from the least expected people - ex-housemate, ex-colleagues, and one which I am very happy is from my one and only sibling. He created a poem for me and it was one that I got me laughing fits. The cheeky fella really made my day. And of course, from those people whom I expect (Haha.. I am so demanding), they all remembered to call =D

We ate out a few days before but on the actual day, it was raining heavily so decided to stay home. My beloved godmother made delectable curry mee and her famous cold roll while my housemate made wanton. Felt so happy as I was very touched with their homecooked meals.


Appreciate what I received - thoughtful cards from mom, friends, beautiful flower from colleagues, cakes from housemate and preceptor and more dinner treats when I get back! Yay!

On another note, I flew back to Adelaide a couple of weeks and I never felt soooooooo GOOD!! Had my craving for Boost juice and yay for shopping! Managed to grab a few dresses and accessories while I was there. Love going for bargain hunts thanks to Miss Jo, my shopping guru! =D


Have been down on the floor mostly helping out in the shop because we are so short staffed. Am loving it because of so much customer interaction and am doing dual role here - assistant and intern. 90% of customers here are happy, cherry type while the remainder are just plain rude, obnoxious. But whoever they are and how they treat you in the end, I learn to smile and say 'thank you and have a nice day' even to the grumpiest customer. Am on the training to increase my EQ. Hopefully!

And jeez, I never knew so much talking is involved in an assistant's work. No wonder they keep going to the staff kitchen area to have a break!