On my way down to town..

Taxi driver: Happy “Varen-time dae” miss..

Me: Oh, thanks!

Dead silence…after 10 seconds,

Taxi driver: So, no flower for you?

Me: *blush* Er….no..

Taxi driver: You have date to-nine?

Me: To nine?

Taxi driver: Tooo-niineee…you know..

Me: Oh..tonight. *Look at the window, trying to ignore the question*

Taxi driver: You no boy friend?

Me: Er… *suddenly I wasn’t sure if I should answer this question*

Taxi driver: I change shift now..

Me: Oh Oh! I see..I will be having dinner in town. *perspiring*

Taxi driver: Oh..With your boy friend?

Me: Em..

Taxi driver: He rich hor . Ve-li expensive to eat there.

Me: Em..

Taxi driver: I no money. Cannot eat there. I no girl friend. No money, no girl friend.

Me: Awww…don’t worry, you will find one.

Taxi driver: I hate varen-time dae. All the flowers SOOO expensive. One flower ah…10 dorrar (dollar).

Me: I know. You can buy the flower 1 week in advance and store it in the fridge.

Taxi driver: Wah..you very good hor. Be my wife..ve-li good!

Me: Ah….*blush* Thanks. Ah..Uncle, you can just drop me here!

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“Mom.. Is that you??”

I heard the door opened. Half awake.

Waited 5 seconds for a reply.

“Mom….??”

Silence…

I went back to sleep.

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I had a big question mark in my head when I woke up this morning.

Was I hallucinating? But I heard noises..

Did I actually call out my mom? Or was I just dreaming?

It took me awhile to convince myself that I was just hallucinating. It must be the pills that I have been taking.

Have you ever had a similar experience before?

This is my comfort food, my breakfast, lunch and dinner.

According to this site, chicken soup helps to relieve chest congestion.

So I threw in all the vegs that I can find in the fridge, diced some chicken breast meat and voila!! It tastes better than any porridge. (I hate porridge because it is for sick people, in my personal opinion)

My fever has subsided, left only with chest congestion.I am hoping to go back to work tomorrow. I feel so restless for not being able to do anything at home.

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6.20am – rushed to East Shore hospital A&E. Body was aching real bad, shivering and stomach threatened to turn over.

6.40am – Reached. Hyperventilation started. I was put on a wheelchair and was given a plastic bag to control my breathing.

6.45am – Doctor said it could lead to Pneumonia. Prescribed a super powerful antibiotic.

Clockwise from top left: the ‘powerful’ antibiotic (10 dollars/pill), super strong lozenges for sore throat, orange pills for fever, antacid for my sensitive stomach, Zyrtec-D for flu and a cough syrup (which is not in the picture).

And the stupid Zyrtec caused palpitation. It was so bad that I thought I could see my heart thumping and banging from my chest.

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I think it means HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR.

And I think it is in Portugese.

Picture taken at Macau airport last week

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Ya, I wish..

But what has just happened in the last 12 hours is so dramatic that I almost suspected that someone is putting me on a reality show (ie. The Truman Show)

Plot synopsis:

8.15 pm: Due to poor flight management – ran from Hong Kong Terminal 2 to Terminal 1. And later boarded at Terminal 1. Flight delayed. Coughing my lungs out.

12.10 am: Touched down at Singapore Changi Airport. Final checked for my standby flight status to the next plane. They joked:”Fly now or never…” Great….

2 am: Went to bed finally after unpacking and packing.

6 am: Woke up to go to airport again.

7.35 am: I MISSED THE FLIGHT!!! I remembered seeing the magic number of “8.50″. The ground staff said it was 8.05am.

7.40 am: At SQ counter. Still begging to board the plane.
“Sorry ma’am, the gate is closed!”

“Please please…I can run very fast!! PLEASE!”

“When is the next flight?!?!”

“Sorry, all the other flights are overbooked..same for tomorrow.”

“I KNOW!! I was told 3 months ago! PLEASE!!!! I want to go back for cny!”

7.50 am: Almost tearing. Suddenly thought of the snowstorms in China

“Hang on…why don’t you board Malaysia Airlines. I’ve checked. They have seats. But you may not be able to use your ticket.”

“Ok…I’ll do anything to get on the plane.”

8.00 am: Have my air ticket endorsed by MAS. I can still use my ticket!! *grin*.

8.10 am: Feeling very traumatised. Bought a butter croissant and a cup of Earl Grey to calm my nerves. Connected to internet. Replying emails from work.

8.20 am: Bought a stranger breakfast at the airport. Credit card can’t be used, do not have cash that can be accepted by the cashier. I offered to pay.

He said:”I didn’t know you though. How do I pay you back?”

“It’s OK. It is my treat!”

8.40 am: The waitress came. “Ma’am, this is for you.”

A BLUE BERRY PIE!

“It’s from the Mr. just now. He said thanks.”

9.11 am: Typing this entry. Prayed that I won’t miss the flight at 11.05 am.

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