Oh-So-True-Confessions

Removal of my Lump

In my previous entry, i stated that i had a lump.

Last Thursday (31 Jan 08) a day after the global seminar in college east, i had it removed by surgery.

i wasn't fully unconscious because i chose LA (local anesthetics or sumthin), it just numb the part where it has to be operated. oh ya, it's just day surgery, no biggie.

ok before i continue, i should remind u guys i have a phobia of blood, needles, pain, other than my phobia of clowns and butterflies.

So i was asked to dress in the operation clothes and all before being pushed to the operating theater.

I was asked what's my name and ic many3 times even tho it's stated in the wrist tag. to make sure i'm the right person.

then came the time i was pushed into the operating room.

like Grey's Anatomy tau.

first, they covered me with all the green cloth put all the neccesarry apparatus after i transfer onto the operating bed which is like soooo narrow. then they had this bar over my neck, i thought for hanging tubes an all but it was actually to hang a green cloth there so that i cldnt see how they cut me etc. THANK GOD. then, they washed their hands and wear their operating clothes for each other.

see, i told u, like grey's anatomy right.

i quickly told the surgeon to warn me 1st before injecting me. and she did.

WAH PIANG! SO PAINFUL! GAHHH!!!

and so i cried. WHAT? CANT BE HELPED, RIGHT? SHEESH.

when i tot it's over, she said "ok again ok?"

i was like "huh again?!" it hurt so bad so i cried again but i cried for like 10 seconds only ok! there was another surgeon standing beside me, he coaxed me and tried to talk to me to distract me which didnt work.

and he was like "tissue! tissue!" lol.. i imagined he was George o'malley. lol. i like george.

anyway, she warned me before cutting me up and i felt like many needles poking i think it's because the LA havent worked yet. but after that it was ok. i felt tugging and pulling and like 10 mins later she said she's gonna stitch me up. i saw the thread when she's stitching me.

during the operation, all the surgeons were talking to me mostly about my school. we talked and talked.

after that i was pushed to the recovery room where they monitered me. before they pushed me out, i thanked them profusely. i thanked mr o'malley too *melts* lol. i didnt know there's actually a malay male surgeon there too.

i have 3 stitches i think, im not sure coz it's still covered in a huge plaster and it still hurts.

4th feb, im have to peel the plaster off my skin and im gona see the stitches. hope i dont faint. lol. not lembek, phobia laaaa.

anyway. my adk2 hit that spot for 3 times accidentally. i hope nothing happens.

i got 1 wk mc!

1 small cyst, 6 surgeons.

and next week i have to return to CGH to check my results, what it actually is. so till then, see u soon!

my lump.

Last month, i discovered a lump on my left breast.

so a few days later, i went to see the doctor.

and to my relieve she said it was a "PIMPLE".

and it will go away in about a weeks time.

but she said if it didnt and it's growing, come back again coz it might be something else.

unfortunately, it did grow and it got bigger so i went to see her again.

this time, she refered me to Changi General Hospital, breast clinic.

sooo i was scared, that i cried.

i went to CGH with my mum and siblings. There were many many many brochures of breast cancer. i prepared for the worst.

she did the breast cancer checking thingy. then she used the scanner thingy, the one that's used for checking babies in the tummies.

and she showed me my lump. it's about 0.6cm. and i can literally SEE the lump on the screen. and i saw my heart too.

since i was scared, my heart was like beating very fast and the doctor laughed and said "wah! your heart beating very fast like horse one ar!". so much for going to a university, the singlish is still there.

LOL.

and the outcome is:

it's a white head. which is not in the skin, it's under the skin. so since there's no pore for it to come out like normal whiteheads, it keeps growing. she said it may not stop growing and might get infected and it's gonna be really painful. so surgery is needed to remove it.

i dont care about getting a scar on my breast after the surgery.

all i care about is the lump is not cancerous or fatal. and im safe.

ALHAMDULILLAH.

this is one of the worst scares i've had in my life.

sooo maybe this coming january or so, im gonna go for surgery.

bubye Ms Whitehead. :)

jarang sekali.

I don't do this a lot but cannot take it anymore la.

I miss Md Jumari Bin Salam.

Aku nak kau la kerbau belo suke berak.

Bye.

Hari Kiok Kiok.

There was actually a 3 hrs break today but it got extended to 4hrs as there's no more TKS.

sooooooooooooooo...

WHO THE HECK WANTS TO COME BACK TO SCHOOL FOR 2 MORE HOURS AFTER A 4HR BREAK? BELO KE BENGAP KE GONG KE BODO?

pls laaaa, we beg the school to change the timetable.

So nina, fairuz and me decided to go PS coz nina wants to eat BK.

By the way, did you guys notice the recycling bin for Tiger beer cans?

Nina asked a very good question.

HOW IN THE WORLD ARE PEOPLE TO RECYCLE WHEN THEY ARE DRUNK? AND WHEN THEY DRINK, THEY USUALLY WON'T DRINK ONE CAN, THEY DRINK A FEW. SO IF THEY'RE DRUNK, THEY DONT' EVEN CARE WHERE THE BONKERS THEY LEAVE THEIR CANS.

PEOPLE TEND TO GET TOO CREATIVE FOR THE SAKE OF GLOBAL WARMING.

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1)"Kambing jage diri baek2 eh, kite go line-dancing dulu"

2)the bespectacled mask. SMOKIN'.

3)nak jadi posh lady tak jadi, so jadi la makcik.

4)WE SAW COLBY. COLBY HOT ARMS WANT HUG HUG ZURA GATAL K BYE.

5)Fairuz soooo wanna bite his nose. eh, blh jadi model to advertise for Starbucks la kan.

And so the topic of the day, BRAS AND BREASTS.

We talked, we laughed, we joked, we crapped, we took pics and and and and nina coughed.

we laughed till our cheeks hurt and tears welled up in our eyes.

LET'S GET TOGETHER AND HAVE A KIOK-ING DAY AGAIN!

6 hrs of crapping at PS.

The big O

Eh! Daya, Fairuz and me saw Fiza O la sey at J8 just now!

We were just window shopping and Daya was the one who spotted her 1st. Then Fairuz asked whether we can take photos with her.

She was damn friendly la sey.

She even chatted with us for awhile.

Then she asked us to msg our names to her during her show,

And so, i did!

My msg:

"Hi Fiza! The 3 girls you met at J8 were zura, daya and fairuz. We love the oshow! haha."

and when she received the msg, she was like "eh!this one! awwww..i love you too"

She's really sweet and cute and i love listening to her show because it teaches me some things in life. How mean ppl can get.

Sometimes, the stories the callers tell can get so sad or touching that tears just well up in my eyes. Macam cerita Hindustan la kan.

Ok, yes, i know, I'm emotional.

My mum psychoed me to listen to it in the first place.

She's a fan. a HUGE fan of fiza's.

This is what she looks like when she's listening to her.

She literally squats beside the radio to listen carefully and shuts me up if i'm too noisy.

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She was extremely jealous when i showed her the pic of Fiza.

and. she looked like a small little girl who didn't get ice cream!

kiok kiok.

By the way, someone was extremely drunk at school just now. Yes, in SCHOOL.

Erm, no comments.

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freak incident in mrt.

Freak incident #1:

Daya, Fairuz, Shila and me boarded the North-south line towards jurong mrt to go home la kan.

Fairuz saw seats and so we were happy to see seats available.

Tired whaatt.

She pulled my hand so to get the seats first. (i know, i know, kite mcm nyonya)

Suddenly, she swerved to the left instead of right where the seats were.

Then the girls were like "aku takooot...." in hush2 voices.

I turned to look at where they were looking and.... (OK OK! HERE'S THE CLIMAX!) TA-DAA....!

There was this uncle in his late 30s standing in the middle of the cabin who wore his pants sooooo low that you can see the pelvic area plus his PUBIC HAIR. In fact, i think if you were to sit right infront of him, you can see half of his dick. He purposely took out his wallet so that when he put his hand in, he could push his pants further down. When he took out his wallet, he just looked at his IC. And to make things worst, HE WASN'T WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR.

Half-flasher boncit uncle.

The lucky lady who sat in front of him tried her very best to read her newspaper.

Freak incident #2:

And so when freak incident #1 was happening, we discreetly moved more and more to the left.

BUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTT......

There was this apek pulak la kan.

Who stared at Fairuz after she shouted in pain because Daya accidentally stepped on her foot.

Then all of a sudden while still staring at her in this scary zombie-like way, he rocked back and forth and sang this song of his own which goes like this,

"Bishan, don't be shy. Bradell doh Bradell. Ang Mo Kio, Kio Ang Mo......."

and it continued.

Fairuz blurted out that she can't tahan anymore so we alighted at Bradell.

Cabin full of erm UNIQUE people.

Dhoby Ghaut, oh my god.

These days.......

These days I've been busy.

1st there was story telling for the kids in Bishan Library.

Helluva fun la sey!

I acted as Miss Strawberry and my character was this sweet, forgiving tree.

And the kids were soooo cute.

I thought they will not answer when we ask them questions. BUT yes they did answer.. Phew...

And they were friendly and a cheerful lot. Enthusiastic bunch.

And when everything was finished and I wanted to go home, this little girl recognised me and told her mom, "Ma, that's Miss Strawberry!" cute la..

And many people commented that it was a job well done and by far, one of the best storytelling they have ever attended.

We are so pleased with the outcome. Hey, we worked assidously on it, you know. Satisfied you know.

And the best part is that we made many children laugh and smile.

I love volunteer work.

I'll love to do it again.

Secondly, I'm part of the NDP 07.

With the PA, we are the sky troopers, mass display.

My saturdays are burnt, with less time to spend with someone. saddededededed.

It's tiring but fun. new friends were made.

And the costume which at first I thought was slenger busuk turned out to be quite ok when all the lights are on. Power ranger tapi lagi cool nyer ar k. HOHO. Don't play play, we got weapon with fireworks, you know.

So on 9th Aug, we'll be blinding colourful space/starwars people.

The sad thing is we have to wear bicycle helmets, kire style ar tuuuuuu. I'll definitly post pictures of this. and u can savour the moment of laughing your asses off looking at me making a fool out of myself.

But to think of it, it's fun because my friends and i can laugh the hell out of it.

Ok bye.

P.S: I love Singapore la sey but aiyak I don't like this la, why sooooo expensive to live here and and and the GST rising 2% some more. Aiyaaaakkk.

sleeping with a bangla.

On the way to school in the train just now, I slept on the shoulders of a BLANGLA. Accidentally.

And the bangla can still sleep together. I imagined how we look and I think we looked like a freaking couple.

I will CHECK first before sleeping next time. *shivering in shock*

Oh yes, I'm still in shock.

The biggest shock I ever got when I woke up.

So shocking that that that I need 2 pills of Panadol menstrual to calm me down.

Michael Buble is sex.

shrek. oh shrek.

Eh eh.

In the new Shrek movie, Shrek has a new baby.

Can you imagine two green ogres having sex?

Or can you imagine Princess Fiona having an orgasm?

HOHO. God bless.

Green private parts.

Oh my god. What the hell am I typing?

Polluted green minds eh you all. Tsk.

I'm just having fever k. The medication's medling with my mind.

The Inter-monsoon season gave me two days of MC.

"Aku benci binatang kecik yang pandai!" Nina said.

on being skinny and nyonyas on mrt.

"And I miss you too dear. Just that you don't know. I didn't want you to know. And i still love you too." - my thoughts of the day.

If you guys don't know, I'm neither aneroxic nor bullimic.

I'm a healthy girl who eats properly enough.

I'm not like most girls who wants to go for a diet. Hell, I never wanted to.

I get upset if people call me skinny.

I'm not skinny, potek.

I have a small bone structure that makes me LOOK skinny.

You guys have big/normal bone structures and you're not used to seeing somebody with a small bone structure. So you EXAGERATE that I'm skinny.

Open your eyes honey.

but, If i have the same bone structure as you, I'll be wearing the same pants size as you.

Plus, i have high metobolism rate which means I burn fats faster than YOU. Jealous yet?

If I'm aneroxic or if I poke my fingers to get all the junk out, I'll look as pathetic as Nicole Richie. THAT you can say "If the wind blows, she will fly." or whatever.

Now honey let's learn to use the word "slim". Slim sounds NICER.

Hey, I can even beat your ass in an eating competition.

Mom says i eat like a pig.

I can eat 3 big chicken whoppers one after another. and still eat fries. and i am boncit. i get hungry easily.

Oh yeah, the skinny-ness runs in my family.

There you go.

Me = Non-aneroxic/bullimic + small bone structure + high metabolism rate + genetics + boncit.

Ok now you know. Think before you talk. It'll save your asses.

I get tired explaining to you guys.

Ok. I officially dislike Nyonya MRT now.

• They always rush for the seats.
• They put their plastic bags on the seats beside them. (reduce using plastics la dey. Global warming k.)
• They push you when you are just about to sit and take your seat and "chop" for their other nyonya friend. (it really happened k just now)
• They ngade2 want the END seat beside the glass panel. Now you know, if you look closely at the glass panel, it's kinda oily at some spots. It's because they rest their oily heads on it. So NEVER rest your head on it unless you want some unknown nyonya bacteria to be passed to you.
• They always stand right in front of the the door before you enter the MRT causing other commuters to have difficulties when alighting.
• And when they use the escalator they jam the thing by standing on the right side! Hello, it's rush hour baby.

I really can't stand it if people jam the escalator by standing on the right side.

Apeks are generally nicer. and i have a soft spot for them.

Hey, they're cute if you look at them properly ok.

So. Please learn MRT etiquette.