Going to change my hair style

I'm getting sick of my hair style, must change it! Poor me! I'm still not sure about the shape of my face, round or square? Maybe there is too much fat to find out... I'm also worried about the cost, it mustn't be cheap because it's in Singapore. Haiz... So difficult to survive! I hope I can work as soon as possible to get my own money that I can do whatever I want to do!

'Conditioned Reflex'

It's about a baby taking shower.

Dam Morning

It took me around 40 mins to wait for the bus, no doubt I was late and it was about half an hour.
The rain in Singapore is always very heavy, but nobody is able to complain to the nature. The reporter kept reporting the places where the car accidents happened and the high ways which are jamed. Poor me, standing in the wind, listening to the happy reporter, waiting for the extremely slow bus.

Woman-heels

I still couldn't get used to my heels, it makes my little toes suffer. Especially when I walk fast, all my body weight load on my front sole. Oh, God! All the pain come along. I don't know how the models could manage all the heels. They are really superwomen.
I wonder why my heels are very easy to get destroyed. Is it because of my weight? Haiz... I don't want to admit it.
Anyway, to every lady who likes to be pretty, please wear proper shoes when you walk & work...

Work until I Die

It's not so horrible to work until dying.
Yesterday there was an Indian woman seeing doctor. I didn't know she is 75 years old and she said she is still working. It's unbelievable because normal people retire at 60++.
Now I don't think the society is terrible that let old people continue workig. As I saw these days, sometimes working can make people healthy and maybe even live longer. I hope when I get older and older, I can still work at that time, I don't want to stay at home waiting to see God.

Happiness

Today morning I went to the ward to give the questionnaire. The patient is an old lady, I was thinking it will take me & her a long time to finish my work. Yup, it became true.
Before I entered the room, i saw a sad & quiet lady sitting there. I told her what I am doing and what I want her to do. She was not so patient and looked tired. I started asking her questions, sometimes she couldn't understand so much, she just talked about whatever she liked. It's so challenging to me. When I asked whether she felt happy or not, she started her story. Haiz... I became a good listener.
It's a normal story as most of the elderly have, has nobody to talk and has nobody to walk in the park... Feeling lonely.
I comforted her, you will get better, keep happy, keep relaxed...
In the end she smiled, she was very happy to tell how she felt, she said 'thank you' to me.
Hohohohoho... I had never found out I have such ability.

I heared it on the bus

High-Tech

Can you guess what I did just now? I did fix the huge Photostat machine! I didn't think I could do anything with it when it was stuck.
When I was copying the forms double-sided, suddenly it stopped working. What a shock! I was so worried that I had made some mistakes. I made myself calm down, I realised the instruction appeared in the mini screen, telling me that paper jams occured and teaching me how to fix it. I tried opening some covers to check where the papaer was, but I didn't get it. A seniour staff came in, I told her there is a paper jam. She reached out her hand into the machine after a few seconds one piece of the crumpled paper came out. HooHoo... How brave & smart she is! But the machine seemed not happy at all. When another staff copied one-side paper, it had no problem. It just doesn't want to help me. I checked it again, hehe, I saw the paper staying deep inside the machine, I took it out. I was so happy to see the printed paper coming out.
The machine looks like a human being today, it can tell you what to do when it has some problems.