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Monday, June 08, 2009
You aint heavy, you're my bestie
Many people around me believe that long distance relationships are like rainbows - you will just never see to the end of it.
To many, a relationship established on the foundations of substantially long distance or even colliding time differences is nothing more of a veridical myth, it's as real as real can be, but we can never find one who will live to tell his or her tale. Who can blame these skeptics though? We all have seen our fair share of people around us going through grievance after grievance; heartbreak after heartbreak due to failures of sustaining a relationship severed by the laws of geography.
But I refuse to accept that as a fact. Friendship in the form of a long distance relationship is what I will hold dear to and keep.
Are you going through a rough patch? You need some directions? Think praying might help!?
Posted at 02:46 pm by addictive_bliss
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Thursday, June 04, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Do you often find yourself living a life that is out of touch with your own heart, mind and soul? Somtimes I think that's because life experiences have made our life unavailable to us. Worst of all, it happens in many areas of our lives, such as career, health, goals, even faith and especially in significant relationships. Many, when in a relationship merely float around, out of touch with the feelings and drives of their hearts. Ive always believe in passion. It is the passion that lies below the surface that keep the relationship alive and growing.
Being out of touch with that inner passion = stale love.
As the week went by, I was thinking, and it dawned to me that one of the toughest things to figure out is, when to let go of something that is important to you. When you experience a pattern where work and hobbies start to take up more then the passion of the relationship, you'd tend to doubt yourself - your attractiveness, your ability and whatever else you can question about yourself that might explain the lack of responsiveness.
Today, Pastor preached a sermon that answered all my doubts. In a nutshell, I took home a message, that those who succeed in life cannot ignore their hearts, minds and soul. We should also include God as our way of life, everyday. Because nobody knows, how weak I am, better than He Nobody can see, all of my needs, better than He Nobody has the power to change me, to what I was born to be And nobody's love, is perfect to make me whole, other than my beloved Lord.
There is no shortage of things in life that can cause us to bury our heart and soul. However, the truth is - those who succeed have not allowed influences to keep ourselves hidden.
"Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life" Proverbs 4:23
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
We met up for lunch, finally. Amy and I took turns to accompany each other in running errands while in town. And we found the best place to get cheap yet stunning waist chains !  "so how was your trip to Bali?" "great! A break from the jungle out there is always refreshing." "I still cant believe you can do that. Ure really my idol." "...???" "To work, rush deadlines, take a degree and can go holiday."
Actually, I too, surprised myself. Although everything was rush rush affair, I still managed to keep my sanity. No wonder A insisted 2 months back that I deserve this trip.

They served us some pinkish welcome drink. Then A whispered to me "What drink is that?" "I dont know, looks too sweet." And pretend to look elsewhere so I dont have to try. "Hmm .. its not bad you know." Went closer to the glass, sniff sniff "Ahhh ... pink guava!" Then gave A my share. He's sometimes my Sembwaste     I like this picture a lot. I just wished the man behind wasnt there 
The air up the mountain was clean, windy and so cooling! It felt almost like cameron highlands.   
This is my favourite picture too. I just though the entire wear, plus the scruffy face = totally cute!
 Finally, the sun came out. It rained for almost 2 days! But we thank God for the rain, because it made that evening's sunset the most beautiful and stunning of all the days we were there. 
First class seats with an amazing view. All thanks to the boyfriend who thought of the possibilities.   
I told you, It was stunning! 
Posing like little kids again. Happy kids.
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Monday, May 25, 2009
The day we all heard good news
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Saturday, May 23, 2009
So Im dating someone that can be extremely OCD. So you can imagine how its like since Im so random and dis- organised.
The bath towel must be hung evenly. Clothes have to be hung immediately after wash. Feet must be washed each time we enter the house. Things should be run according to plan and timed.
No Im not complaining. Just endearing to know his ways of life
My bathroom water tap has been leaking for the longest time "You better get someone to help get it changed soon." "I cant find time to be home during the day." So he stops the water supply that runs to the tap for me "My handyman can! My water bill is finally not running up."And promised to fix a new tap soon When packing to Bali "You sure your bag can fit all the (shared) toiletries?" "Umm. Can. Just stuff it all in." He packs my clothes nicely in, fits my flip flops, and carry all the heavy things.I want music, I need music in the bedroom. So I tend to leave the radio on, even to bed. "B, its 80's weekend!" "Okay, you want music?"Then walks to turn on the radio even though he never had the habit to keep music on coz he just ... sleeps.I badly wanted to try out the Spa in Bali "But I dont like Spa. Its weird." "Its okay. Id just go alone, you go find a cafe, sip coffee and read your book." "Hmm. Is it safe? I'd just go with you." After the 2 hour body scrub, full body massage and milk bath "This is my first and last time. I will never go for a Spa ever again."That and many more aside, Ive managed to fill his place up with a few of my things. My favourite soft toy sits on our new bed coz I insists he's lonely. My skin care and make-up products have managed to filled an entire tier of his 5 tier shelve.What used to be his study table now is stacked with my Uni textbooks and notes.
Isn't it odd how life takes its turns equating years of anonymity, months of solitude, weeks of apprehension, days of flustered disposition, minutes of my racing heart, into that second, where he leaned over last night, to say "Darling, I love you."
Posted at 11:18 am by addictive_bliss
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I've always prided myself on my tidy finances. Sure there isn't much money in the bank, but I'm not stuck in a vicious cycle of revolving credit. 18% APR and compounded interest? Banks are evil.
These days however, I've changed my mind. I still believe them evil, nasty things, but perhaps they might be a little *ahem* necessary. Why the change of heart? Well, Im not sure if I want to tell the world yet.
Teehee.
It's nothing a little month to month saving can't handle. But I dont want to wait a few months for a little something I need/want. I want it now! and then there's the trouble with online shopping. No card, no goods. It's discrimination against people like me, really.
Then now JE is telling me how his FOUR credit cards nearly ruined his life.
-_-"'
A little more spice on my bali trip after my assignment deadline end of this week. (=
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Sunday, May 17, 2009
Something really exciting happened to me yesterday. It was pure adrenaline rush and split seconds decisions made all the difference.
Decision was made to intubate my patient as he desaturated and had low levels of oxygen in his blood. Due to the recent H1N1 pandemic, we had to suit up into our limited resource of PAPRs and I looked just like another yellow astronaut, except I couldnt float on air. We didnt think much of it, thought it would be a chop chop procedure that normally takes only 10minutes, if no complications. Much to our surprise, the patient was a difficult intubation due to laryngeal oedema. My MO coudnt see no vocal cords and did not attempt. My registrar attempted twice, going in blind with the aid of a bougie but both turn out to be esophageal intubation. By then 30 minutes had passed. Patient woke up from the short acting sedative and we knocked him out again with the same concoction to save him the agony of pain and anxiety. The heat is on.
Airway team was activated and the anaesthetist arrived. Her many attempts too failed and so we decided that perhaps a bronchoscope can help guide the breathing tube in. While preparing for the bronchoscope, she desperately tried nasal intubation with a size 7.0 portex. If you ask me, that was quite cruel coz I would have chosen a size 5. But who was I to overwrite an anaesthetist huh. At this point, it was Murder-She-Wrote. Blood was everywhere, over the bed, the patient's face and heavily tainted on our gloved hands. At least 7 different tubes were used yet none can bypass his sever laryngeal oedema. In the midst of the drama, I was also busy with fluid resuscitation to sustain a desirable blood pressure, preventing hypovolamic shock.
By 90minutes, even the bronchosope was proved to be useless. There was no way out except for an immediate bedside trachoesomy. The ENT registrar arrived, asking for a cricothyriodectomy set at first command. Seriously, in my four years in critical care nursing,have not heard of one, much less seen and know what it is. So I figured we probably dont stock that emergency airway apparatus. It was a good waste of a couple of precious minutes shouting at each other because the hood is quite noisy with the constant airflow gushing in. Anyway, the ENT registrar decided to quickly make a transverse incision using a blade over the cricothyriod membrane, cracked open his trachea and shoved in a size 6.5 portex before we pushed patient into OT. Yeah cool shit huh.
The entire ordeal took 2hours.
Knowing that brain death occurs after 8mins without oxygen to the brain. 2hours to secure an airway sound ridiculous and many would predict patient would have laid in the hands of hypoxic encepholopathy.
Miracuously, the patient survived. Yes, he is very much kicking and alive. I took off the hood of my PAPR, covered in perspiration, from head to waist. It felt like I just did a 2hour spa in my outfit.
Kudos to the doctors, fellow nurses and health personnels who were involved in that case yesterday.It was certainly exciting and challenging. But it was everybody's effort to give this patient a chance to live which really inspired me to continue what I love doing.
Posted at 11:46 pm by addictive_bliss
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Sunday, May 03, 2009
Allow your senses to drop, allow them to relax; Allow your spirit to roam, allow it to soar. Feel the silence in you, and shut out the noise outside. When you're ready, take a deep breath.
For many ages, we feel the growing emptiness as friends and family adjourn to a faraway land, we feel the guilt of not spending enough time with them, we equip our 20/20 vision and look back at the past, seeing everything so clear now, "we should've done this", "we should've done that", and fail to realize the value of something greater than just the bond that integrates us all. We panic toward the future yet we sigh with mundane expectations of it. We call out to nature, hoping that it will care for us in times of need, when we are without these important souls, when we are alone, when we get back up and continue our journey to seek a greater purpose in life.
All I'm saying is, when the going gets emotionally tough, all you need to do is look at life as it happens now, and not what you plan for it to happen. Just allow your senses to rest, allow your spirit to fly, and take that breather you cast your oath upon, the oath that contains your word of determination, of vigilance, of aspiration and of peace.
And remember, celebrate the joy you had all the while, with your close ones, with your enemies, celebrate to free your chains, locking you down to desolation, self-pity, pessimism and solitary isolation, celebrate in recognition of existence, of respect, for glimmer and glory, for trust and empathy.
Celebrate.








Celebrate.
Posted at 05:32 pm by addictive_bliss
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Friday, May 01, 2009
Hello Zhe Yong, chase your dreams, not the competition (=
Friends like these are hard to come by, those who have slaved their way through O Levels with you and actually understand how it feels to have done the exam and yet have anxiety attacks afterwards. Just because you're not sure whether the 20 over pages you've sat for will suffice. And no we're not mad people, we're just really resilient ones.
:)
 Surprise Surprise !



Happy Happy 24th, Zhe Yong. You know, you've been nothing short of a great friend.
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