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These days, I repeatedly tried to recall the last time I could count a day a happy one. I have no recollection of such an occasion. Yes. I do know it is pointless to kill my brain cells like this, what matters most is not looking back but embracing what is coming. But what if what is coming is too horrifying to embrace? Yesterday over dinner, Jan said he would always imagine the alternative and if it was a worse situation, then he would contend and doing so has sustained him till now. I thought it was quite an appropriate advice. It has been a while since I heard a constructive advice that actually makes me feel better. Work issues have been making me very demoralised, not to say upset (okay maybe sometimes upset yes). To the point that I have been displaying bad attitude. The irony is that I am actually conscious about all these. I stop replying messages. I am rude to people, many times my mother. If anything, I think I have really been a very horrible person. And.. I think I am still...

It's the last night in Perth. And I am currently lying in bed watching The Hulk on TV. The past few days were... I don't even know how to put it. I had seen the doctor twice and got an MC just before I came here. And so the first part of my travel was spent taking medicine, feeling so much discomfort and looking for more medicine because I stupidly brought insufficient pills and clothes in this very cold winter. Today when I finally felt better in the morning, I suffered from very bad cramps and did not manage to enjoy myself too much. Yesterday, however, was the highlight of this trip. Rottnest island was absolutely huge and beautiful. I wasn't really expecting so much from an island but the views there were simply breathtaking and pictures just wouldn't do justice to the magnificence I witnessed for myself. I am so glad I came here after all, because at one point in time last week I actually did think of backing out because of endless work and issues stemming from the...

Friday I went for breakfast at Yakun. The cashier auntie told me I was very lucky because I got two double yolks (at the same price). Well but then it did not seem the case actually. It was quite a stressful day and, by evening I was down with a very severe throat inflammation. I tried to see a doctor but after an hour's wait, I was still 15 patients away from my turn. Hence I decided to go home and take a rest first. The next morning I tried my luck again and managed to see the doctor after 1.5 hours of waiting -.-  The doctor said my inflammation was not as bad as he had expected. I didn't know whether to feel happy or not. He advised that for the next two days, "You should have some vocal rest or bluntly put, shut up unless you have opinions that you are dying to express". Wow. Interesting advice a doctor can give his patient yeah? So anyway, I spent more than half the day sleeping and slacking. Today, I decided to catch Cold War 2 myself, since I have had enough o...

It really wasn't a good day at work. Sometimes I can't help but wonder, I really tried to be very nice to some people. Why are they so nasty? I used to think, as long you are nice to others, they will return your goodwill. But, apparently no? Maybe I am really too naive. Good thing being, after work I dragged myself to attend body combat class with zzr and yh. It was extremely intensive, especially for me. However I really liked the adrenaline. Getting myself drenched in perspiration always makes me feel alive (except I almost can't feel my arms now after all the punching). Oh and, the instructor was so encouraging I really liked her :) On our way to dinner, we bumped into Mrs. Tan, who obviously looked the same. She held my hand and asked if I had found a boyfriend. I thought that was very sweet of her. While she may nag at me over the same thing again and again, I actually really appreciate that she is always so concerned about me. It makes me feel so warm inside. Dinner ...

刚看完Middle的书。 人生就是应该要有这么多遗憾吗? 说真的, 我不想。

I read my past entries again today. Mostly the ones I wrote in 2014 when things were very, very bad. Somehow I felt I could write quite well at that time. At least it seemed I had expressed myself quite clearly. Maybe I was truly emotional and melancholic for the longest time, and they say, one who is full of misery could come up with extraordinary pieces. Right now, I doubt I could write as well. In a way, yes, I am no longer that emotional, nor that melancholic. Once in a while, I still find myself in a state of isolation, yet usually by choice, for I have learnt to cope with many things on my own that I often need time alone. Whatever happens, if I ever feel upset, I snap out of it very quickly. This is something I discover about myself the past half a year at least, and I am secretly proud of this achievement. I think I have become a genuinely stronger person, mentally and emotionally.  Recently, however, I am actually very vexed because of work. I am not upset I guess, but I h...