In 3 hours time, I will be travelling for 25 hours on plane,car and train. My backpack weights 20kg and am seriously wondering how I could carry that giant on my back.

But I have the “commando” badge! Somehow it makes me feel “powerful”.

Went to do last minute shopping for my trip at the army market. Supposed to buy the tools and equipments that I need for the trip but I ended up “earning” these badges!

Just so you know, I’ve “earned” myself an airbourne parachute badge, commando (!!), Markmanship and Airforce badge. (Don’t play play)

I “earned” money to “buy” these badges.

So I will be “disappearing” from the virtual world for 1 week. Looking forward to share my experience with you next week!

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I have been having sore throat for a week and subsequently causing swelling on my neck lymph nodes. It is so painful that even when I yawned, I felt a discomfort on my jaw and neck.

I wanted to be well as I will be travelling soon. My friends urged me to see a doctor (and so happened that Don was away), I went to the nearest clinic with Wanlin instead.

When my name was called, Wanlin and I walked into the consultation room.

“Hi Doctor!” Just as he looked up to respond, I had a tingling feeling in my stomach.

“Doctor, you look familiar…”

He gave me a puzzled face.

After 5 seconds,“OH DEAR!! YOU’RE DON’S FRIEND!!!” I exclaimed.

He quickly looked at my name on the card again and was as shocked as me. His face turned red immediately, followed by an awkward silence.

Because of that awkward response, I felt awkward too.

“Er…So why didn’t you see Don?” He asked.

“Er…em..He is on call.”

He quickly “got down to business” by asking me many many routine questions and routine checkups such as blood pressure and etc.

“OK. Let me see if there’s discharge in your ear.” Then he stuck the otoscope into my ear.

I tell you, I tried to be as “professional” as a normal patient but hey, it is weird to have your boyfriend’s close friend to see your ears for discharge with an otoscope ok!

Just as I thought it couldn’t get any worse, he asked me to open my mouth real big and took a deep look into my tonsils. OH NO…MY SILVER TEETH FILLINGS!

*My self-consciousness kicked in* -_-

Then he came closer and pressed on both sides of my neck and jaws. The second he touched my neck, my stomach suddenly gave out a loud growl. -_-

I hope think he didn’t hear that…I think..

“OK..here a little bit swollen..” He pressed against my neck lymph node. “It is a reaction from throat infection.” Then he took out his stethoscope and pressed it lightly on my back and chest. You know what, I was so nervous that I even forgot to breathe! I think my heartbeat raced up to 120.

“Actually we met a few times..the..Mmm..”

“The wedding dinner…” He continued.

“Yeah..and a casual lunch!”

“Yeah…by the way, so sorry that I can’t waive your consultation fees. I am not the boss here.”

“Huh??!! NO NO!! I wasn’t expecting that! I mean I didn’t even expect to see you here!” *Sigh…only if I knew…I would avoid this awkwardness man.*

Now I know why Don insisted not to treat family and friends, if possible. Good thing is that I don’t need an injection. Imagine…if the doctor who gave me 3 vaccinations (1 on the butt) that day was Don’s friend…*gulp* -_-

In the future, I will also make sure that my obstetrician and gynae is NOT related to any of my friend and family IN ANYWAY. HAH!

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They???! Mmph…

Nat, Jean and I went for breakfast at the school cafe. When I was digging some loose change for my drink, the cashier asked in mandarin..

“You’re the one who has kids right??”

For a good 5 seconds, I looked at her with my mouth opened. It was too random and…shocking.

“Huh??? Me? Kids??”

“YA!! They said you have kids..” Her eyes moved down to my belly.

“HUHHH!!!??? WHO? THEY?? Staff or students??”

She gave me a confused look and repeated.“They said you were the one with kids and still managed to keep a good figure.”

“Oh… NO NO!…NO!!” I didn’t know what to say, except saying NO.

“You’re not married??”

“Er…No…” *No, again*

“Oh oh..so sorry. I saw that you are slim and thought that you were the one they mentioned..”

This kind of “THEY SAID” thing really scares me. Really. Firstly, I am not a regular customer. Secondly, each time I just place my orders and says no more than “HOW MUCH” and “THANK YOU” in the cafe, and yet, could be the potential topic of gossip among the aunties IS VERY VERY SCARY!

When I walked past the counter again after I finished my breakfast, she called me again and said:“You exercise a lot right??”

“Er…Not really.”

“Really??? Because you’re slim!! Your stomach very flat!”

I wonder who that actual person is…tsk tsk tsk.

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Last Saturday, I suddenly had an “inspiration” to cook muddie. I’ve done blue swimmers before but not these brown giants.

Didn’t know what to expect but it was worth a try.

Bought 2 muddies from Giant. And they only cost S$18, which was relatively cheaper compared to having it at the restaurant

Do you know that the humane way of “preparing the crabs” is to freeze them in the freezer for 15 mins before chopping them up? That will make the crab inactive and doesn’t struggle much. *shiver*

XXL Muddie!

Before and After

Wanted to make Chilli Crab but didn’t have 60% of the ingredients. So I “invented” my own recipe (means I used whatever I can find in the fridge) and it turned out to be GOOD!

4 days later, Don said he missed the crabs and wanted to eat crabs again. This time, he said he wanted to try to prepare and cook them.

His own recipe – Steam crab with gingers and shallots

Man….it was good!

I am a big fan of green shallot and coriander – hence the big bunch as garnish.

“Hey doctor, are we supposed to eat so many crabs in a week?” After licking the last drop of the soup.

“Er…actually no. Hehehe..And yup, gotta watch our cholesterol.”

“…”

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While I was having dinner, my phone rang..

“Babe, our prayers are answered…” Nat from the other said.

“What??!! What prayers??!!”

“You know what…I’ve found you keys. Hehehe..” She chuckled.

I was so emotional and tears just kept rolling down. Imagine, it happened in a restaurant and I was screaming and tearing in joy…ON THE PHONE!

I felt so bad for the diners around me.-_-

“Where did you find it?”

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You see, last Friday after work, I went home with Natasha. We were supposed to go for a bowling competition and I needed to get changed. When I was reaching my house, I was frantically looking for my house keys and it was no where to be found.

I was locked outside the house and thank God, the estate officer has not left for the day so she opened the door for me with a spare key.

I couldn’t recall where I lost my keys. Nat helped to look around while I was busy contacting the estate people. I was worried that someone has picked up my keys near my house and knew where I stayed. Worse, that bunch has my office keys as well.

I didn’t want to leave my house and we didn’t get to go for bowling. (hence our team scored 0, but who care? My safety was more important then)

So fast forward to Monday. I called many places to ask if my keys were found and left my contact number to almost every department I could find at work.

I kept asking myself: Why would anyone take my keys and doesn’t return to me or to lost and found? Somehow I just couldn’t believe that I wouldn’t find my keys.

I was asked to change all the locks in my house and that would cost me S$500 plus. To replace the rest of the keys would cost me another S$100.
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Guess what where the keys were.

Natasha’s pouch.

And guess who placed it there?
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ME!!!

Why?? I had no idea. But I guess I borrowed her keys to open some rooms and when I wanted to return the keys to her, I placed my own keys in her pouch instead. And later on, I saw her keys in my bag and I “conveniently” passed them to her without recalling that I “had already returned” the keys before.

Nat said she had “involuntary” become the culprit whom I had been “scolding” and questioning why “that person” did not return the keys. I felt so guilty.

Talk about aging…this, is definitely one of the signs….:(

Wait, where is my key??

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