Survivor of Mizuno Wave Run

When I opened my eyes this morning, I was greeted with a scene of pelting rain and 6 sleeping family members. I dragged myself out of bed and took a quick shower in hope of becoming more awake. Breakfast was a simple fare of 2 slices of wholemeal bread with peanut butter and a cup of hot, thick milo. Braving the rain with a brolly, I made my way to meet Soph to get to Temasek Poly's stadium for the Mizuno Wave run.

Being newbies for the first time, people of all ages, race and sizes as well as different coloured number tags greeted us at the stadium. The 10km race was flagged off at about 7.40am while the fun run was flagged off approximately 10minutes after. At the beginning of the race, I could hardly jog as people started strolling and we were soon met with a bottleneck while trying to get out of TP into Bedok reservoir. Once Soph and I got past the bottleneck, we started jogging and ducking out of muddy puddles, thanks to the early morning rainfall. While running, I was surprised that I could actually talk (not in proper sentences of course). Before we know it, Soph and I crossed the finishing point, clocking a time of 39mins and 25secs (after factoring the flag off time for 10km runners).

After we crossed the finishing line, there were no instructions of where to go so we both aimlessly went to collect our goodie-bag, which consisted of 3 pairs of Mizuno socks and a Mizuno Polo tee (for those taking part in the Fun run). We then walked back to TP's stadium, thinking that the bags will be there for our collection. To our dismay, we learnt that it was at the carpark at the reservoir. We strolled back to the finishing line, feeling hungry, smelly and sticky. Thank goodness for the milo van which saved me from fainting. With some energy, we went to collect our bags with a scene greeting us of people "auctioning" bags. As time went on, with no sight of both our bags, suddenly we heard a familiar, "1866 (soph's number tag)". I pushed my way through the people and got hold of Soph's bag which I then caught sight of my own pouch too! What luck.

With our bags in tow, we decided to head down to Serangoon central for a sinful meal of MacDonald's breakfast where we spent some time reminiscing the good old days! Having accomplished this run, we both decided to sign up for the Great Eastern Life run on 26th October.

Soph and I after the run!

After the run

My number tag!

Something random-I was tagged

I noticed that for the past couple of months, my entries were always something about clinical placement and the type of activity(s) that will fill my diary, to take my mind off clinical placement. In another 2 weeks' time, my fingers are crossed that I will be done with clinical placement. Indeed, its one of the toughest placement and it being the first of my placements, its starting to drain my soul. Anyway, I was tagged by a friend of mine and so, here's something a lil' bit about me.

Rules of the game: Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!

One: Every morning when I open my eyes, I mutter a quick thanks and Good morning to my Creator.

Two: I can be quite a neat freak when I'm in the mood.

Three: A quick peep at the mirror before I leave the house is a must!

Four: I do alot of self-talk to help myself through difficult times.

Five: I can be quite talkative and random once I warm up with people.

Six: I love the sun's ray for its ability to make me look tanned.

Seven: I enjoy running but I have not seen how far I can run for.

Eight: I still talk to my stuffed toys.

Nine: I yearn for a caucasian boyfriend / husband. (Oh! When will my prince charming appear?!)

Ten: I love hearing comments saying that "You've lost weight!"

Ok, now for the tags:
1. Melanie
2. Soph the queen
3. Liyan
4. Sally
5. Ainul
6. Shee wee

Till the next entry..

Ji Ji Za Za Session

Our once a fortnight ji ji za za / support group is here again. Through this session, the 4 of us will meet at a designated eatery and whinge about anything and everything that happened at placement or try to iron things out to help each other to better improve for the weeks of clinical placement to come.


Last night, as we were talking, I noticed how far we have all come and I'm sure that the girls will notice that themselves too. From the first session, where we were whinging about placement site to our PEs to finding out how to improve our counselling skills to the type of case(s) that we get to some bitching. In just another couple of weeks, we will be done with clinical placement, moving on to another placement. I reckon this year, my learning curve has grown so much and at a rather steep pace as well. There is so much to learn and seek that I'm sure all this learning cannot be taught within a classroom setting.

Pictures to be posted real soon!

I've been to New York

A way to end a stressed and tired week is to meet up with your good ol' buddy and have a good laugh reminiscing the good old times. (I think I make myself sound OLD!)

Anyway, met up with Soph last friday and had a sumptous dinner at New York New York! Over dinner, we laughed, talked and reminisced in the good old days, about the teachers that taught us, how badly we fared in school and how we've made it ever since the ever since.

Anyway, towards the end of the night, Soph and I decided to pop into Mizuno to sign up for the 5km Mizuno Fun Run held on 22nd July at Temasek Poly and Bedok reservoir. I hope I will survive the run!

Anyway, here are the pics that was taken last friday! Till the next entry, take care!

Pork lasagne appetiser

My porkrib penne

Soph's ribe eye with mushroom sauce without the salad vegetable

And of course, the night with Soph!

Footprints in the sand

I heard of this story ever so often that I find it meaningful especially during times of trail.

Footprints in the sand by Mary Stevenson

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.

In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.

Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,

other times there were one set of footprints.

This bothered me because I noticed

that during the low periods of my life,

when I was suffering from

anguish, sorrow or defeat,

I could see only one set of footprints.

So I said to the Lord,

“You promised me Lord,

that if I followed you,

you would walk with me always.

But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life

there have only been one set of footprints in the sand.

Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?”

The Lord replied,

“The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand,

is when I carried you.”

I look up with hands clasped and muttered, "Lord, I just pray and ask that you will be carrying me during this trying period. Help me to get by each day through your Grace and mercy. Lord, I pray and ask that this is part of Your plan for me and that through Your Grace, I will be able to complete my clinical placement successfully and to be able to start my next placement as scheduled. In Your Son's name, Amen."

Memories Down Under

I fell in love with this song when I took Qantas this year. The song's pretty meaningful.

Memories of the 1 1/2 years that I spent Down Under come rushing back and I missed the laughter, tears, coldness, heat, vastness of land, stress and friendship forged.

Friends in aussieland, I missed you all!

I still call Australia Home by Peter Allen

I've been to cities that never close down,
from New York to Rio and old London town.
But no matter how far or how wide I roam,
I still call Australia home.

I'm always travelIing, I love being free,
and so I keep leav'n the sun and the sea.
But my heart lies wait'n over the foam,
I still call Australia home.

All the sons and daughters spinning 'round the world,
away from their family and friends.
But as the world gets older and colder,
it's good to know where your journey ends.

Someday we'll all be together once more,
when all of the ships come back to the shore.
I'll realise someth'ng I've always known,
I still call Australia home.

But no matter how far or wide I roam,
I still call Australia I still call Australia, I still call Australia home.
But no matter how far or wide I roam,
I still call Australia I still call Australia, I still call Australia home.