Thursday, November 27, 2008

Favourite snacks

I'm back!! Been a grueling exam period and I'm glad I've survived it. Some papers were really TOUGH. and by tough I mean reallyyyy tough. Some questions just make you stare blankly at them and freeze your hand from writing anything. Oh well, keeping my expectations moderate.

Gonna replenish all the sleep I've lost. I can't imagine how I've tolerated less than 6 hours of sleep a day. Always go to bed at like 2am and force myself awake at 8am (even earlier at 6am when I've a morning paper)

So anyway!! what helped me burn midnight oil were snacks and more snacks! I've yet to really find one that I really like.

Tao Kae Noi

I guess all of you know this seaweed snack. I like hot & spicy flavour! Many other flavours which I haven't tried, especially wasabi which I neverrrr will. haha.

Pringles Wild Spice

The very first time I tried this, I choked when I breathed in the spices! But still yummy overall.

Fish Crackers

Ok, this is a very simple and cheap pack of snack but I don't know why I like it!

There're many others I enjoy eating too.. Like Roller Coasters, Lays, hmmm, and that snack which makes your fingers turn orange (can't remember the name!! haven't eaten it for a long time and I have the urge to eat it nowww)

What's your favourite snack?

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Short post

Busy tackling my exams now.. that's why I've neglected this blog =( but it's gonna be over real soon!

Anyway I received these jokes in my mail.. thought I'll share them with you..

Fishy business
A lawyer and an engineer were fishing in the Caribbean.

The lawyer said, "I'm here because my house burned down, and everything I owned was destroyed by the fire. The insurance company paid for everything."

"That's quite a coincidence," said the engineer. "I'm here because my house and all my belongings were destroyed by a flood, and my insurance company also paid for everything."

The lawyer looked somewhat confused. "How do you start a flood?" he asked.

Of good and bad news
An artist asked the gallery owner if there had been any interest in his paintings on display at that time.

"I have good news and bad news," the owner replied. "The good news is that a gentleman enquired about your work and wondered if it would appreciate in value after your death.

"When I told him it would, he bought all 15 of your paintings."

"Thats wonderful," the artist exclaimed. "What's the bad news?"

"The guy was your doctor."

Alright, sorry for the super short post! Will be back soon!

Sunday, November 2, 2008

The fear of growing tall

Haven't blogged a proper post for egos already.

So anyway, thought I'll blog on height today. Was day-dreaming on the MRT one day and started recalling the past.

Right from the start of my schooling days, I felt awkward and different from the rest. I always knew where I had to stand in the class queue - the last one! That was in primary school. Things changed a little in secondary school where there was the 1-in-a-million guy who was taller than me in class.

Thinking back, I actually shouldn't have been afraid of growing tall. But I guess it was the nurses who came to do the yearly checkups in school that instilled this apprehension of growing tall in me.

Remember this dark blue booklet which we had to bring to school every year?

Anyway, here's a breakdown of my height recorded yearly:

Primary 1: 130cm
Primary 2: 140cm
Primary 3: 146.5cm
Primary 4: 155.0cm
Primary 5: 159.5cm
Primary 6: 165.5cm
Sec 1: 169.5cm
Sec 2: 170cm
Sec 3: 170.5cm

I don' t know why there isn't a height recorded for Sec 4, but my height sort of stabilized by then and now I'm just a few cm taller than the last recorded one. I find my growth spurts rather amazing, up to 10cm a year.

So back to the visits by the nurses. Every year without fail, they would write under the column titled "Description of Disorders": "tall stature, refer to IOH" Is being tall a disorder?!

Lot of trips were made to the then IOH. But everything done there was the usual routine and a total waste of time: Check eyesight, measure height & weight etc. Sometimes I even had to do an X-ray which cost a hefty sum. (#&@#($

I forgot which year was it, but my mum and I agreed we had enough of this nonsense and decided to ignore the reference to IOH and just refused to go for any more checkups.

I am well and healthy now and I don't understand the fuss made over my height back then. All it brought was a waste of time and consultation fees making trips down to IOH, and unwanted fear and self-consciousness.

Does your height bring problems to you too?