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Friday, October 27, 2006

This morning the weather was good...very sunny and extremely nourish for my clothes..of cos lah, how wud i let off this good opportunity, rite? As usual, my bamboos are all fully occupied, my windows too! Even my corridor wasn't let off....I should work in a laundry shop isn't it? By 2pm, the sky started to change...and it rained cats n dogs! Hehe...I got all my clothes dried already.....so let it rain lor.

Oh yes..about the SRA nomination for Best Retail Manager last nite at Ritz Carlton...Jim was not successful. It went to a lady from Giodano. Anyway, as i said, no regrets, to be nominated is already very fulfilling. the boss said the same thing too! Jim's ex-BM won a $100 tangs voucher and she asked Jim to give it to me instead. Really very nice of her. Sadly, she is leaving the company soon...all the best to her.

Joel was not well this morning...dunno why he vomitted early in the morning. Maybe due to the over shaking of his head left to right...right to left continously. Luckily he was better after shower and managed to eat well too. So relief he is okay now, really hate to see him ill each time. it's so heartaching to see him suffer when he is not well. Its so painful..so so painful. No words can describe the pain. It makes me understand fully how our parents ache too each time we break their heart...or each time we fall ill. When i was young, I was a sick child. Mum said that I am made of PAPER, a big piece of paper man. TTS hospital was a frequent spot for me as i can remember vividly. The only motivation to go for checkup was each time after the checkup, mum would bring me to the hawker centre right below the flyover (think is Whitley hawker centre at thomson road). Each time without fail, i ate the same old dish (dried wanton noodle & ice kachang). I really dun remember eating other food. During those days, eating out was like striking lottery. 3 meals all home cooked. Once a blue moon when someone packet home satay, hor fun for supper, it was like heaven! Usually those were bought for my ah ma when she was around. It's been 18yrs that she left us...sigh :-(

ok, got to go. Ciao!


27.10.06