Saturday, 4 February 2012

headhunters

interestingly enough, this week, one of my ex-colleague gave me a contact to a headhunter. she told me he is a very good one and that he should be able to help me look for a job. and on the same day, i recieved an email from another headhunter asking me to meet up to explore some positions...

hmmm... quite excited by this sudden possible openings...

let's see how things go.

:-)

Friday, 3 February 2012

breathtaking



i find this very spiritual.

enjoy...

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

loy krathong



don't ask me why, but these few days, i kept thinking about this song. a song that i was taught to sing since my primary school days...

:-)

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

unker

no, am not trying to act cute by spelling "unker" instead of "uncle". just thought i'd use a less usual term.

i noticed that lately i have been getting younger people posting comments. it's such a great refreshing change! and interestingly, as well as a little awkwardly, i find my blog appearing on their list of blogs they read too. and when i took a look... oooooo... i think i am one of the oldest blogger in their lists. in fact, no need to think, i AM (see! i hardly use bold capital letters in my blog and now i am doing it to emphasize it) the oldest... haha...

a typical profile of these new readers are (1) about half my age, (2) gay (3) malaysians (more than singaporeans) (4) mainly followers of 2-3 ardent bloggers!

and no, no, i am not complaining. in fact, i am more than pleased to be able to connect with them. i am thankful to them for allowing me the opportunity to look at the world through their lenses. lenses of a different generation and understanding things from a slightly different perspective. and of course, as a lao unker, i could possibly provide an older person perspective if need be (and certainly a few had been chatting with me via email since). then again, i don't think they need that la. or perhaps one or two who tend to be a little sad in their postings. but generally, i find the postings very lively. sometimes a bit of bitching here and there, but well, that is part of life right? it makes life all the more interesting.

it's certainly nice to be able to make friends and connect with young people!

:-)

ps: and of cos, i must mention here that i even had the great honour of hosting one of them to dinner and the singapore flyer! (after his short but "memorable" trip to the sauna)... haha... halo! u reading this? heh heh!

heat

no, if your imagination is running while, don't. i do not mean i am on "heat". i don't. heh heh... just that lately, i have been having mouth ulcers, dry lips and so on and i feel kinda uneasy inside me. the very "heaty" kinda feel... the kinda too much "yang" energy in me kinda feel, if you know what i mean. interestingly the whole idea of heatiness is not even found in the ang moh dictionary, so much so that the word "heaty" appears with the red wavy lines below when typed in doc format. it's a very chinese thingee i supposed...

ok, back to my heatiness. it must be due to the change in season and the new year period, with all the unhealthy cookies, nuts, bak kwa, etc... and all these made worst by my medication. think i am coming down with flu le! arghhh...

:-)

Saturday, 28 January 2012

enlightening

just had a long talk with my dr friend again about mum. it was an enlightening talk. amidst all the tensions, the frenzy, mood swings, etc... going to the root cause, he suggested it could be becos mum did not like to be left alone at home, regardless of how long the duration was. and all the recent illness, new year, temple visits, fall, etc could have made her more stressed up.

that made a lot of sense.

under black magic

mum strongly believed that bee had used black magic spell and cast a spell on me. she believed that this spell is making me surrender all my (so-called) wealth, my house, and all my earnings to him and his mother. also, she believed that i go out of the house routinely to connive with him to harm/ kill her... even when i leave house for a hour for breakfast, she believed i went to meet up with him so as to work out a plan to kill her... and she lamented that all her children are bad and that we all have turned against her. this morning, she said that her whole life was bad, how my (late) dad had tortured her previously and how all her children, me inclusively are now also treating her badly and torturing her.

i had initially wanted to sent her to imh a&e and told my brother about it. he told me i should have done so earlier. also realized from my conversation with him that she had been telling him things that are either not true or that she told me not to tell (eg that my aunt visited her).

gave her a long one-hour run down of all the things all of us did toimpress her how much we had her in our heart, how we had looked after her and that we had her in our heart in all we did. but i don't think any of what i said got into her. she was just that hard headed that we (especially me) are out to get her at this point in time.

i am at my wits end.

called kl, my doctor friend, and he told me told increase her medication to calm her down. initially she refused to take, but after i told her it is her own medication, she finally took. now, she is totally avoiding me, not eating anything other than her white porridge. if this continue, i would really have no choice but to call the imh a&e. it would be in her best interest.

sighs...

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

discharged

wasted my one day sitting and waiting at the a&e department. just spoken with the doctor, no problems. mum's fit for discharge... x-ray however revealed a small crack on her little toe (supposedly due to the fall), would be fine with some painkillers. as for her breathlessness, it is nothing new. her regular medications should solve the issue. nonetheless, they will give her some steroids to help her breath better.

now awaiting the discharge admin processes and collection of her medications.

political pay

now that the wind has blown over, i would like to pen here some thoughts about what some of my private sector friends, who had travelled widely and whose views i respect given their experience and exposure to the system of various asian, european and american systems, had said about the outcome...

(1) the latest move was a total disaster to the country. my colleagues and friends from overseas were shocked to see us going backwards in this area! if there's one thing they admire about us was the way we pay our politicians and in the process, ensure our system is clean and efficient.

(2) recently, i went to india, and they wanted to built a 20km highway. after 15years, they managed to built only 10km of it, and it cost them 15billion dollars. even then, it was done so badly, the safety was questionable! reason? the many levels of political approval and the huge amount of monies that each level pocket along the way...

(3) come on people, get real! you sent your brightest to oxbridge and when they come back, you pay them peanuts while their fellow graduates from oxbridge are earning millions in the private sector! and you talk about sacrifice? get real! get real! what a joke!

(4) you pay peanuts, you get monkies in the government. period.

(5) you expect the population that comprises the heartlanders to debate on politician's pay? in the first place, your population is so sheltered they have no sense of realism about what's the market rate, be it in the commercial sector locally/ worldwide, or amongst politicians worldwide!

(6) i had initially high hopes in our opposition parties. but look at them in the debate on politician's pay! can't even get their facts right! what a disgrace! regretful! regretful!

(7) wah ranz!... pay them liddat and expect them to work on weekdays, listen to resident's problems on weeknights, carry babies and shake hands on weekends! in short, no personal life. even if i were offered such a job, i'd say thanks but no thanks!

(8) just look at the amount of perks, allowances, bribery, sidelines, etc overseas politicians enjoy. their published pay is nothing compared to their real income! and here, you bitch about the 1.1million clean wage. joke!

(9) the cut was simply too far and too deep! this is no good for singapore.

(10) i did a straw poll amongst my staff who are in their 20s to 30s. all of them like to bitch about the pay. but when i ask if any of them wants to be a politician, not a single one raised their hand...

well, my friends may not be the men-in-the-street per se given their exposure to the world and their seniority in their respective sectors. but they are certainly very hardcore singaporeans with no clear inclinations towards any specific political parties per se. to them, whatever work for singapore is the best solution, regardless of which political party the idea come from. before the last general elections, i noted they were not the best supporters of the ruling parties. but from their tone now, it seemed like they have seriously swung towards the ruling party and are quite vehement against the opposition party now. the current ruling party is certainly a victim of its own success.

the outcome on political pay is, to me, regretful. but the silver lining here is that as we go about scrutinizing the system and participating in a more open debate about how to tweak existing system moving ahead, the true colours/ capabilities, strength and weaknesses of policies, systems and political parties would be exposed.

it will be an interesting few years ahead before the next general elections.

investigation

shocked to read the news about the high profile investigations into 2 key persons locally. personally, I know one of them and we were in the same unit more than 25 years ago. we hardly kept in contact through the years and the last time i met him was 2 years back. when you know a person for so long, it didn't feel good to read such news. I have known him to be such an upright system person. if indeed he is found guilty, it must be due to a moment of folly. well, for whatever right or wrong he had done/ alleged to have done, and whatever the outcome may be, he must be going through a very difficult period now. i decided to sms him and wish him well.

the thing about the system is that it is a very unforgiving one. it does not and will not tolerate any mistakes, regardless of how many years of good one has contributed. and when the system/ organization bears its weight upon you, it can be overwhelmingly choking. and i was reminded of how my own organization weighed itself on me and punished me for my sexuality in 2005. sighs.

i empathize with my friend. i really do. on a personal level, i certainly wish the system would be more forgiving. yet, i know that in the interest of public accountability, high standards of public service and transparency, that machinery must be respected.

i wish him strength, i wish him well.

a&e

it's the third day of lny and i thought it's gonna unfold well. but it didn't.

walked mum down to wait for the rehab vehicle and went to work as usual. and along the way, i decided to take things slow by heading for breakfast first. then i got a call from the rehab center staff. he told me mum had asked the vehicle (that came to fetch her) to leave without her and that she would be heading to see the doctor. hmmmmm... i sensed trouble. called mum on her phone... no answer. called again. no answer. called the third time and finally she picked up the phone. she had apparently made her own way to marine parade to see our family doctor. and she was helpless when she found the clinic closed. told her to wait for me while i head to pick her up.

when i saw her, i noticed a few bruises on her face and her chin was all bloodied. she told me she fell when she walked out of the condo to take a cab. asked what she wanted to do given that the clinic was closed and she said she wanted to head to the hospital. asked her why and she said she was breathless... and that was what i did, golden opportunity.

you see, she's been getting breathless on and off these days and over the last 2 days, she kept insisting on going to the temple, doing the cooking, washing the laundry etc. all these despite telling her she needed to rest as she's breathless.

as for her breathlessness, even as the hospital had explained that her problem is a long term issue due to old age and that they have given her tons of respiratory medication, she's still convinced the family clinic doctor would be her cure all whenever she feels breathless. it's not important that she had seen him many times with no improvement. it's not important that her condition improve whenever i administer the hospital-issued medication, she insisted on seeing the family doctor. i have suggested for her to head to the hospital where all her records are, she has resisted all suggestions to go to the hospital all these while. so, with her own suggestion to head to the hospital, i thought it is best to quickly sent her.

these days, everything i do, i need to ask her first. whatever she wants, i just do. she's just too stubborn (and it's getting worst) these days.

well, that was how i started my morning.

Tuesday, 24 January 2012

back to work

in a way, i am glad i am heading back to work. away from home. away from mum. yup, she will be back to her rehab. she called it her office...

feeling tired

these days i feel tired very easily. could it be due to the medication? could it be due to the kidney stones? i don't know. all i know is that i would feel lethargic the whole day. and i would sleep and sleep and sleep through the day, as i had done so over the pass 2 days. and frankly, i find it extremely irksome for people to either throw me last minute requirements to go here or there, or to chase and hurry me.

today, i woke up at 7-plus. decided to sleep again and finally at about 9am, i decided i should wake up. went about doing some basic routine and next thing i knew, mum insisted she wanted to go to the temple. wtf! just brought her to the temple yesterday and today she wanted to go again. it's a different temple she insisted. why don't we go over the weekend? no, today is the 2nd day of lny and is a good day. must be today. ok, ok, i said. next thing i knew i found that she had cooked porridge. damned, had always told her not to do cooking and that when i am at home, i would do all the necessary. ok, small matter, small matter... let me go wash up first ok? and before i could even do so, she chased me again. and she demanded that i must bring 12 oranges, reminded me again, and again and again, and again. yup, you got the drift. she went on non-stop about this and that. damned damned damned! and through the morning, as i gave sapphie a bath, do a quick cleaning of the house, prepare breakfast for her, she kept chasing me and reminding me about this and that...

and her response when i told her i need to settle things first? you don't bring me, i take taxi. ya, rite, you cannot even walk to the toilet properly and now you are trying to tell me you can go to the temple yourself. i was half about to tell her to suit herself. well, i did not. we went to the temple in the end, and through the whole visit, she wouldn't allow me to do things my way. it must be her way. you must park your car here, i want to walk, i don't want wheelchair, and before i can even properly lock the car, she walked off quickly, and after less than 50m, she collapsed onto the wheelchair! ... you must put 4 oranges here, you must get me the joss stick, you must stick the joss stick in the urn, you must this, you must that... give me 2 dollars! i want to put into the donation box, i want to eat vegetarian noodle, and on and on and on... and the worst part was, before i can do one thing, she would ask me to do the next, and next, and next...

it was not often that i was so pissed off. i decided not to light any joss stick for myself. no point trying to do something like lighting the joss stick when my own heart was so pissed off. it really irked me to feel that my life is not within my own control and that i have adjust my energy levels to the whims and fancies of her whenever i am at home/ not at work. and that in itself is one fucking difficult to do becos new requirements would crop up again and again.

once i reached home, i collapsed onto my bed. i want to sleep. don't disturb me. and i locked my door.

i am so so fucking tired.

Monday, 23 January 2012

lny is over


a few things to note for this new year...

  • it rained torrents today. that means the dong zhi belief (if it rains on dong zhi [winter solstice], it won't rain on lunar new year) is not accurate...
  • although mum said she is not too particular about chinese new year, she was one helluva kancheong spider as the date drew near. gotta pay respects to ancestor, gotta clean this and that, gotta go temple, gotta pack ang pow, gotta leave the lights on at night la la la...
  • there are people arguing whether it should be "lunar new year" or "chinese new year"... damned! what's the issue, it's the same when you know the spirit behind it and celebrate it meaningfully. lunar, or chinese, or for that matter, as some had argued "solar-lunar"... whatever...
  • after all the preparations, the day came and went. uneventful. but i supposed the fact that people made the effort to observe the day, superstitious or not, the vast amount of energies put in gave an overall nett-nett positive feel to the day. and that in itself, reaped full of positive benefit to the society.
  • i behaved less kancheong this year, i guessed it was the medication. but still, everything that needed to be done were done in the end. i supposed it reflected a lot of "why the need to be kancheong" in the first place.
  • my neighbour, after his divorce, had been living with his part-time girlfriend. his kids and ex-wife had moved out 2 years ago. and today, the 2 sons came home. lo and behold, they are all so grown up! the younger one's voice had broken and he sounded like a man now! the elder one, who had gone into water polo, had transformed from a chubby boy into a lean adonis and is very fashionable! such a cutie!
  • a colleague's dad passed away on the eve of new year's eve. and he sent out an email telling everyone about it. i wondered if anyone actually made the trip down... then again, apart from the pek kim, it's the thoughts that matters. and although i decided not to head to the wake, i decided to reply his email.
  • many gay men i know either run away from the new year celebrations or choose to avoid visiting. for me, i couldn't really be bothered running away. in fact, i find it quite nice to have visits/ visitors coming to my house. afterall, it's not often that we get to meet relatives, especially when i am at the age where family gatherings are largely for funerals. and if asked about weddings, i'll just tell them i'll invite them if and when it happens. and i am not lying.
  • someone reflected that these days, lny/ cny has lost its feel altogether, things are all so commercialized, and that it's a dying tradition to celebrate lny/ cny. my take is that the festival in itself has not lost its feel. in fact, it is us who, as a process of growing up, has stopped feeling it. and the reasons could be our increased cynicism, our linking celebrations to our earning power (after all we have to buy stuff right?), etc... as opposed to when we were kids, we need not bother about all these "adult" considerations... and i believe kids still enjoy it, and so, we need to continue to make it exciting for our kids.

well, whatever the reflections, lunar new year/ chinese new year is over. time to continue with the routine, dragon year, or not.

:-)

picture from http://www.shambhala.org.uk/program.php

Sunday, 22 January 2012

happy drag-on year


wishing everyone a gay, prosperous, happy & most importantly, healthy drag-on year!

muacks!

picture from http://drag-queen-info.blogspot.com/

bak kwa sapphie again


it happened last year, and it happened again this year!

damned! went out of the house to pay respect to my dad yesterday and when i returned, the floor was strewn with mandarin oranges and there were oil patches and paw-prints all over! and under the tv console was half a pack of bak kwa. sighs... it was clear who the culprit was cos she rushed out of the door when we returned and she had this worried and guilty look on her face.

but what was worst was when she started vomitting at night. there was pools and pools of her vomit all over the house. and her vomit was no ordinary vomit. it comprised pieces of bak kwa that was piled up like a little hill (almost the size of a large soup bowl, yup, it was that large). first, there were 2, then after i cleaned them up, she vomitted another 2 piles... and then when i thought i was done, i noted another huge pile by her water bowl... yup, there were just so so many piles of bak kwa. imagine the amount she downed! took me quite a few hours to clean the vomit and to remop the whole house again. had to double/ triple mop to ensure the smell disappears. by the time i finished clearing her vomit, remop the whole house, it was almost 2am.

went to bed (she slept beside me on the floor) and about an hour later, i heard a small explosion. yup, no joke! an explosion in my room. and it startled me out of bed. i switched on the light and saw a huge pile of watery shit on my floor rug. the culprit had diarrhea! when i jumped out of bed, i saw her rushed from the rug to the corner of the room. and as usual, she had her sad and guilty face. quickly, i cleared the shit and washed the rug and rushed her downstairs, she ran frantically and once she reached her usual spot, a few explosions occurred (no joke, really loud farts accompanied by squirts of watery shit, like a water power jet)!

came home, cleaned up the things and went back to bed, i kept hearing her farting and her stomach growling. and before i knew it, she started vomitting again! damned! this time round, her vomit was from her inner gut. it stint like crazy! my instint told me there'll be more. and so i rushed her out of the house again. luckily i did that cos once she walked out of the house, another pile of vomit came out. damned damned damned! by the time she reached downstairs, thick mucousy saliva was flowing out of her mouth. she had lost all her energy and could only walk slowly to her patch. and of cos, the explosions again and again, except that there was no more shit. i didn't feel confident to have her come home and decided to sit her at the car park and massage her stomach. her stomach continued to growl and she farted a couple more times. and she vomitted a little more water... after about half an hour, she seemed a little more stabilized.

we came back, i was totally spent! by the time i hit the bed, it was almost 6am.

she seemed ok now. what an adventure. and all becos she downed almost half a kg of bak kwa at a go.

ps: mum found a piece of bak kwa hidden in the sofa. apparently she also knew how to enjoy life. eating bak kwa on the sofa... heh heh...

picture from http://eatbma.blogspot.com/2010/02/bak-kwa-for-chinese-new-year-in.html

Thursday, 19 January 2012

hiv status


there's an article in the local papers about a man who was sentenced to 18 months jail for not disclosing he was hiv positive before having sex with another man... and when this article was posted onto a gay forum, it was interesting to see quite a few people jumping straight to bitch about the system, throw doubts about the crime, analyze, etc without even giving a thought about the crux of the case. a sample of the postings went like this (and i quote verbatim):

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post #1:

cant trust the law in singapore.
got a feeling there arent concrete evidence to charge the guy...
probably he is scapegoat use to publicise this act and make a case.


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post #2 (a more analytical guy, i must say):

the news report is rather general. no specific details on how they met and how many sexual contacts they had. if the victim himself also had sexual contacts with other strangers, and not knowing that some may have hiv, the offender himself is also a victim. the report didn't state where the source of the virus came from, which means to say, there are chances that the victim himself may have gotten the virus from someone else. isn't it? but of course, i'm not saying that the offender is right, just that he would be outcasted immediately in this circle if people were to ever know of his case, and probably only the true friends would be there for him.

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post #3 (a lagi more analytical guy):

2 points we need to take note on this case

1) he told the court his condition was under control by medication when he met the victim and that they had protected sex.

2) the court also heard that the victim is currently infected with hiv as well, although the source of the virus is not known

by this 2 points it proves that guy just wants revenge on somebody, he don't even know if it's really that 27yo guy that infected him.

a sad case i would say.


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interestingly, as i read the postings, the conclusions reached, the doubts raised, and even the bitchings, it struck me that many of these people did not actually note that the man was charged for "not disclosing his hiv status before having sex" and not for infecting the other person (not that there was a need to even prove that the other person was infected by him in the first place)! thus, by his own admission (of his not revealing hiv status before having sex), he was already guilty of the crime!

all these postings are highly regretable cases of the emotional heart making the decision about bitching the system even before the rational mind can interpret the rationality of the whole charge/ case. or worst still, the rationality of the mind was marred/ influenced by the irrational heart that had already made the conclusions. and it suggests that many people do not even bother to practise active listening (when in a conversation), or read deeply/ accurately first (and i am not even talking about critical thinking here), before they make assumptions and jump to (often wrong) conclusions.

and sadly, i think more and more singaporeans are becoming like that.

just look at the recent general elections...

picture from http://rodonline.typepad.com/rodonline/2006/11/question_do_you.html

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the article is as follows (source: channelnewsasia.com)

Man gets 18 months' jail for not disclosing HIV status before sex
Channel News Asia
18 January 2012 1412 hrs

SINGAPORE: A man infected with the HIV virus was on Wednesday sentenced to 18 months' jail for failing to inform another man of his status before they had sex.

The 27-year-old former civil engineer was found guilty of one charge of contravening the Infectious Diseases Act.

He is also the first person to be sentenced under the new Act, which was amended in 2008 to increase the maximum punishment to a jail term of ten years and a S$50,000 fine.

The court was told that the two men engaged in oral and anal sex sometime in January 2009.

The offender did not inform his partner of the risk of contracting HIV from him, despite being aware of the consequences of his actions.

In his mitigation, he said he found it difficult to disclose his HIV-positive status.

He said the intention was not to harm the victim, but was one of "self-protection" as he was afraid of being "abandoned by his social circle".

He told the court his condition was under control by medication when he met the victim and that they had protected sex.

However, the prosecutor for the Ministry of Health, K Kalaithasan, called for a jail term of more than a year, saying the victim would not have engaged in sexual activity if he had known about the man's HIV status.

The court also heard that the victim is currently infected with HIV as well, although the source of the virus is not known.

In sentencing, District Judge Siva Shanmugam said the nature of the offence was "grave".

He said by failing to inform the victim for his "own selfish reasons", the offender had "endangered the safety of others".


spending within means

i read this forum about how to survive while being broke. and what struck me was the consistency of a few points that was made and these include (1) spend within your means (2) don't borrow! (3) don't borrow to reduce your debt (4) save first then spend what you have planned to spend (5) save, save, save...

very sound advice from many.

thing is - how many can actually do it. when more often than not, there is the high tendency for greed and desire (which is also greed in disguise) to set in, regardless of how noble the intention might be. let me list a few here - i need money to turn my business around, i need more money to save my business, i need money to go for holiday overseas, i need money to get a computer, i need money to bring my so-and-so for a trip...

notice how we can change the word "need" to "want" and the sentences would begin to reek "greed". very easy to use want/ need interchangeably right? issue is, are the items listed above really about "need"? perhaps some are you may argue. but mostly, i think it is simply a real case of "want"... "need" if we really think about it, belongs to the realm of "don't have and your survival will be jeopardized", in another words - basic needs. agree?

think about it...

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

kns

walked pass a heartland coffee shop today and saw this interesting name of a store... it reads:

"kns (race) (religion) food"

(have struck off the race and religion, don't wanna sound disrespectful)

kar-nah-sai!

:-)

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

bliss

ignorance is bliss... sometimes, it is better not to know things.

Sunday, 15 January 2012

i'm still around

just wanna make a "i'm still around" post.

recently, but i seemed to have nothing to post. nothing interesting seemed be happening. perhaps it is due to the medication. i'm just quite un-excitable these days. and also, i thought it was perhaps not too nice to post things about my health, or things that are mundane, or about nothing...

so...

:-)

ps: or perhaps, the most interesting thing that i found out this week is the fact that unsalted french fries actually taste quite good! you should try! and it's healthier too!

Thursday, 12 January 2012

ironic

in one of the forum where i usually read, there was a person who was in the midst of a break-up. things sounded really bad and this chap was really in the doldrums of his relationship. i decided to drop him a mail to lend him some support. it had been almost 3 weeks and during this period, i had been kinda counselling him and helping him come to terms with his issues... quite ironic right? that i am counselling people about break-ups and depression while i myself am in the midst of managing my own depression!

but i just cannot stand and do nothing when i see someone in trouble.

first week

it's almost the end of the first work week of the year for me. and it's been a rather busy week. started off a little slow and unsteady for me cos of the medications. but certainly, it wasn't as bad as i had expected.

:-)

getting used

think i am getting used to the fluvoxamine. back to full dose. feel sleepy and lightheaded within an hour, then i'd sleep for about 4-5 hours and i will wake up la... and then i will start thinking about things...

hmmm...

asked the doctor and he told me to continue as per what i am doing and the full effect of the medication will only set in about a month's time.

Sunday, 8 January 2012

twilight zone


took my anti-depressant (fluvoxamine) last night, the drug was certainly effective. at the point when i laid on my bed, i felt very disturbed. and i heard voices. and i felt people beside me. but i wasn't afraid. it was surreal. i held on to my phone. there was a sense of anticipation, there was a sense of disappointment, there was also a sense of anger, and there was also a sense of resignation. told myself i should go to sleep and after sometime, sleep came. through the night, i felt warm, i was sweating, my stomach was churning, and i tossed and turned. yet i slept on, or at least i thought i did... twilight zone kinda feeling if you know what i mean.

although i woke up at 7-plus, i continued to feel very sedated. through the morning, i felt sleepy, lazy and my mind was blank. i just did not want to think about anything. i just wanted to lie in bed and nua. as per routine, i got up a couple of times to pee, walk the dog, brought my mum out for breakfast and did some basic housework, but frankly, my mind was asleep, and my brain was not working. i was also feeling the effects of the tamsulosin. every movements i made made my heart beat very fast. i had to walk slowly, do things slowly, and execute every movement very deliberately. came back home and quickly went to take a rest on my bed. surfed the net a bit. and soon, i was asleep again.

did some reading in wiki and found that all feeling of dry mouth, funny taste/ smell in my mouth when i woke up, abdominal pains through the night, reduced appetite, sweating at night, etc were all side effects of the fluvoxamine... spoke to a doctor friend and he asked me to half my dosage of medication.

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being gay is unnatural?



i teared several times when i saw this. such a powerful video! i strongly recommend everyone to watch the full length of it. the sentence that hit me most was "there are a lot of gay men who are homophobic" (4:40). how very true! and yes, although the topic discussed was in the context of sexuality, you can actually apply the whole concept and thoughts at so many different areas and at so many levels of your life! so, it is worth your watching. really.

ps: and i thought the guy was quite cute! ha!

Saturday, 7 January 2012

patterns of major issues

reflecting, i think i have this tendency for my medical issues to all happen at the same time whenever i get stressed out. it can be due to family, work, and/ or relationships.

and this was exactly what i went through the last 2 months. it was literally one medical issue after another. in fact, at the rate of things, my blog will start to look like a online journal of someone dying soon. ha!

the last time i had so many medical issues that happened altogether was 7 years ago when i went through the transition of breaking up with james, starting my relationship with bee, called up by my security department for questioning about my sexuality, as well as some other smaller family-related stressors. at that time, i broke my meta-tarsals, went into depression, had epilepsy, had asthma attacks, and so on... and before that, the major bout of (a series of) depressions, medical etc happened in the initial years of my coming out. that was in 1996-98 period. although i did not seek medical help for my depression previously, things eventually sorted itself out after i came to terms with the state of affairs.

reflecting on the past 2 months this time round, i realized that what i had gone through were the same. i saw the same pattern beng played out. and really, the start of the closure of one medical issue after another, and the slow sorting out of issues related to say work, family, etc... i think things could only get better.

need to be optimistic.

if last month was the lowest, the only direction available is upwards.

and from that perspective, it is quite a good thing that i am starting my 2012 on a new positive direction.

:-)

anti-depressant

went to see the doctor this morning and was given anti-depressant to treat my depression. think he started me on a rather high dosage of the medication cos he said i needed to be sedated significantly to control my moods and my suicidal thoughts. this would complement the valium that would help me sleep better at night.

to review in a month's time.

:-)

stopping tcm


was on tcm for half a year and stopped my cholesterol medication. went for my medical today and realized that my cholesterol level had shot up almost by twice! ha! now, gotta start the statins again. but on the bright side, my liver enzyme levels had dropped back to healthy levels again.

:-)

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Friday, 6 January 2012

respect

when i was in the hospital, there was really nothing much to do except to lie down and recuperate. and it was then that i thought i should spend my time doing something more productive. and so, i decided to meditate. it was perhaps one of the most natural thing for me to do considering the very conducive environment that i was in. initially, i had some problems concentrating as i was hurting. so i decided to do some silent chanting instead. it helped me focus and distract myself from the pains. gradually, i was able concentrate on my breathing and meditate. i guessed the meditation helped cos my body calmed down, and both my blood pressure as well as my pulse rate stabilized.

on a separate note, i became aware and very conscious of a few things when i did my silent chanting and meditation. firstly, the people around me stared at me and whispered quite a bit. initially, i was a little self-conscious, but gradually, i managed to let go of that. eventually, i sensed the people around me (including their family members) accepting it and letting me be. the staring and the whispering stopped. secondly, i sensed a certain sense of respect that the people around me were according to me. perhaps i was sensitive, but certainly, the way they looked at me and my every movement, the way they talk to me (in a very courteous and somewhat respectable manner), the way they lower their voice when they see me chanting/ meditating... all these made me appreciate a few things.

firstly, from the chinese patients and their family's conversation, it was clear that they were all taoist-buddhists (this is a very singaporean/ malaysian practise, many do not distinguish between buddhism and taoism), i supposed their courteous and respectful treatment towards me was a reflection of their reverence towards buddhism in general. secondly, amongst the patients sharing the ward with me, there was a non-chinese (malay to be exact, and muslim i believe). and interestingly, i see the same responses from this patient. to me, it reflected a certain healthy level of respect for other religions and freedom of practise.

and this, to me, is why i enjoy living in this country. people generally respect each other, each other's religion and do not criticize each other's practise.

ps: on hindsight, it is really regretful that i should think about meditating only when i was in hospital. i think i should make more effort to do more of it in order to achieve a better sense of peace of mind and balance to my life.

Thursday, 5 January 2012

year of the bunny

2011 was indeed the year of the bunny in more than one ways for me! lots of hops, lots of ups and downs! once a while, it gets up, then it falls deep down, then it goes up, then it falls deep down again. very painful and stressful. let's see how 2012 year of the dragon is going to pan out. dragons? haiz... dragon... bunny... what's the difference right? both are one and the same. one is strong, the other is gentle...

different sides of the same coin.

sighs.

work

by right, i am on mc. supposed to have complete rest. by left, i was working at home all these while. the emails kept coming in. and considering it is the end-of-the-2011 leave season, the emails coming in is gonna get worst. and also, if i do not respond to them, decisions made is gonna be against my interests and the deadlines i will have to react to these issues will pile like crazy. nett-nett, i will likely end up killing myself once i get back if i don't respond.

so... it was a case of "work also cannot, don't work lagi cannot".

in the end, with self-interest in my mind, i worked at home.

this, i supposed, is the life of a management staff. and that is the reason why i am not calculative about my management staff's schedules if they come to work late once a while, or for that matter, be anal about their leave etc.

:-)

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

we are the world




been more than 25 years since the first version. it was during my ns days. and even today, when i hear it again, it is still as inspiring. it is still as uplifting.

:-)

71.4

looks like i have gained back 3kg! a good sign? well i supposed i can take it so. loosing too much weight over a short period of time is not good. so, gaining back the weight lost over the last stressful and depressing month should be taken as a good sign. the days of compulsory rest, hydration, food, valium etc... is taking effect i guess...

:-)

false alarm

went for my mri review today. no biggie despite the nurse's claim of urgent case. findings did not suggest anything that i need to to be concerned about. usual cervical spondylosis degeneration at my neck, as for the pain at the back, things look normal. recommended to continue with physio. likely to be caused by bad shoulder.

one down!

:-)

resting

resting at home now. mc till end of this week. been put on tamsulosin to aid the ejection of the stone in the ureter. side effect of course is low bp that might result in giddiness and hence the danger of falls (especially at night).

been ordered to have complete rest to minimize this.

Tuesday, 3 January 2012

discharge soon

hospitalised since 1 Jan for sharp abdominal pains. pain was similar to what i experienced early dec 11.

pain started in wee hours of the morning. thinking it was gastric, i took antacid, ate and drink lots of fluid to try to miminize the acids. but it was no use. it got so bad by lunchtime that i finally decided to head to the a&e.

was given a jab of painkillers, and did an x-ray and eventually the doctor concluded it was not gastro-intestinal in nature. did a urine test and found traces of blood in the urine. given another jab of painkiller and when that failed to work, i was warded immediately.

was put on drips since then to try and flush out the stones. went for the ct scan this morning and confirmed to be kidney and ureter stones. doc explained that there were small stones in both kidneys and a large one in ureter - abt 5mm plus. advised to take conservative approach and try to dislodge it via medication, fluids and rest for now. he added that the chances of dislodging this large stone is about 50% and that this is likely the same stone that created the havoc last month (i.e. it had been there for at least a month).

he will review me in 4 weeks. and during this time, if the pain were to continue or if i were to get fever, i would have to get back quickly to the hospital to decide on more invasive options.

and in the meantime, i have been advised to have complete rest. i will be discharged this evening.

:-)

Monday, 2 January 2012

warded

since 010112, what a way to start 2012...

Saturday, 31 December 2011

2011 - a year of challenges

this year had been a year full of challenges, at work, at home and on the personal front. by the end of the year, i was a total wretched trying very hard to pull myself together. i have hardly ended my year on a note as low as 2011. as i mentioned before, i took over leadership of my unit end-last year. at that time, i told myself i needed a year (a fiscal cycle, i.e up to end-mar 2012) for things to fully unfold and for me to experience and learn the requirements. but i had not expected things to be so messy, so much so that i had to spent almost the whole of 2011 clearing old shit (and still clearing) and to redesign and engineer the whole training system from scratch. this was made more challenging by the allocation of new responsibilities and an expanded job scope. coupled with unfortunate developments in my family and my personal life, 2011 turned out to be a superbly challenging year for me. by nov, i was in depression and at the brink of suicide. with this as the preamble, let me start my reflection for 2011.

family
i had expected family life to remain stable this year. but alas, that was not the case. the early half of the year saw mum going in and out of hospital almost every other month. at the peak, she went in every other week. and when i thought that was bad enough, by the middle of the year, she started to imagine things. she started hallucinating and seeing things. so much so that she was convinced some of my dead/ dying relatives visited my sister-in-law and influenced my sis-in-law to kill her. it went on to the point where mum started believing that my sis-in-law had also roped in the maid to help her get rid of her. as a result, she created quite a din in my brother's place and created one helluva havoc in his family.

initially, my brother was insistent on getting her warded in imh, but i disagreed. while we agreed it would be all our interest for mum to move out of his place, i didn't agree to have her put in imh. eventually, we agreed that she should stay with me and this was in sync with her wishes. initially things were ok, but with time, her hallucinations and paranoia started again, and this time round, she started locking all the doors in my house, convinced herself that all her children, including me, were not filial to her. it got more and more challenging to the point where even my second sis, whom i had arranged to visit her daily, became the object of verbal abuse by my mum. she also believed that people in my neighbourhood would break into the house to harm her, and to steal things. and she went to the extent of using tissue paper to plug the door peep hole (she suspected people were using the peep hole to spy on her). very difficult situation. and to make things worst, she started suspecting bee had intentions to harm her too and that i was giving all my monies to his mother. all these created quite a havoc in my own home. and needless to say, i got the brunt of it cos there was no one else at home other than me to bear with her tantrums and hear her go on and on about her worries and fears.

with all the negativity in the family created by my mum, no one really wants to talk to her now... my brother now avoid calling her cos she would go on and on about how evil his wife was (and still is as she believed it to be), my eldest sis refused to come to my house as she still bears grudge against me for refusing to let my dad convert to christainity before he passes on (and for the record, i didn't. i only asked that she do so when my dad is fully capable of making that decision), i have asked my second sis to temporarily avoid coming over as my mum believed she was (and still is) not filial and continued to verbally abuse her whenever she visits. and so, i ended up being the only one to look after her. it was certainly superbly draining, both emotionally and psychologically. thankfully, by dec, i managed to get mum into a rehab center. things seemed to have stabilized somewhat although her negativity is still bad.

let me mention in brief about my siblings here. my relationship with them remain somewhat the same as last year. the key difference this year was the fact that because my mum, many of them began to keep away her. and of cos i do not blame them as my mum had created quite a havoc amongst all of them. and considering their habits of taking things very personal and from a self-centric angle, if they had not avoided my mum, things would probably have ended very ugly. so in a way, my taking care of mum was also to help preserve the sanity in all their different households. i supposed i have to continue to hold on to the responsibility of taking care of my mum.

as for sapphie, well, she turned 11 this year. that was equivalent to 77 human years. yup, a grand old dame of a dog, in another word, an old bitch. several years back, she was quite sticky to mum as mum would bring her downstairs to pee/ shit, etc. but currently, it seemed like 2 old women couldn't care less about each others' existence. for sapphie, once i leave for work, she would sleep by the door and wait for my return. she would not even bother about my mum! and as for mum, she would be so pre-occupied in her own thoughts that she totally ignored sapphie. but looking on the bright side, at least mum did not start imagining sapphie trying to kill her too... well, ok, back to sapphie. amongst all the many animals/ people i interacted with through my life, she has been the only one that is the most loyal to me. man's best friend i supposed. she has constantly been the single most ardent fan of mine. and she looks at me, does not judge me, regardless of how screwed up i was or how bad/ good i treated her. she showered me with love (licks) and looked upon me like as though i was flawless. really, i may be a man/ human being, but in many ways, i think i can learn so much more from my dog insofar as treating my fellow human being are concerned... well, that would be another story some other time.

personal life
on my personal front, let me talk about my spiritual life first. things took a step back this year. i stopped attending dharma classes, i stopped attending my weekly dharma talk, and i stopped giving dharma lessons. to a large extent, it was becos of my mum. with her staying with me, i did not have the time nor energy to undertake all the additional commitments. weighing between my mum, my lessons and my volunteering at the temple, the decision was clear. i supposed this took a toll on my spiritual well-being. reflecting, i supposed the fact that i got easily depressed and my moods started to get affected by people around me was, in part, becos my mind had lost its focus and concentration on what's important to me. it added to the stress i faced on all fronts and thus, made it even more challenging for me as a whole. i need to get my balance back.

in terms of family life (i.e bee and i), we are now heading into our 7th year. things continue to be very stable. perhaps stable to the point of boredom. we had not gone for any break since 2 years back. he had increasingly been involved in his work, overseas work trips and, lately, his father's bad health. for me, i got increasingly more and more tied up with my job, and in the later half of the year, my mum. all these resulted in us spending lesser and lesser time together. to make things worst, even when we were together, we would be haunted by calls from his work as well as his mother's incessant complains about him not going back. and on my side, my mum's imagination that bee was out to harm her also created additional stress to us. no win situation at all. will have to see how we can realign our priorities and balance things again in the new year.

significant people in my life, my ex'es
for this year, i shall also write a little about people who had crossed my life in more significant ways that just friends. i would refer to them loosely as my ex'es (although i only have one real ex - i.e. james). for whatever reasons, i wanted to have proper closure to some chapters in my life. and to do so, i decided to contact some of them. let me start with chong, my first crush that brought me out of the closet in 1996. i have made it a point to keep in touch with him. he has changed much over the years. he has mellowed significantly and he is a lot more real these days. very different from his idealistic, strongly opinionated, individualistic personality when i first knew him back then. i supposed age has its effect on him. also, i supposed his embracing and practising of buddhism helped him see things from a more detached perspective now. as for collin, we continued our routine annual wishes during our birthdays and our anniversary (it'll be our 15th anniversary this coming feb 12!). it is so warm to always hear from him. as for amos, i decided to reconnect with him after 12 years (?). decided to forgive and move on. no use holding on to tensions. and so, i searched for his profile in linkedin, and sent him an email to break the ice. we have since kept in contact and we now whatsapp each other quite regularly these days. and last but not least, for james (my only real ex), he and i continued to not talk much. he still continue to bring sapphie out for their regular excursions. but most of the time, i would be out of the house when he drop by and we didn't get the chance to meet. but the last time he sent back sapphie after their outing, i was at home. we exchanged a couple of words. although we felt a little awkward, the exchange was warm and cordial. and it felt very good.

there were of course a couple of others whom i shall not dwell too much upon. sufficed to say, to one and all who crossed my path in very significant ways, i wish them love and happiness. admittedly i had been angry with them when expectations were not met, hated them for the way they treated me, but i must add that i have never ever brought myself to curse them. it is not me to think and wish unpleasant things upon people i love/ have loved before. to all these individuals, i wish them well wherever they are now. without these people, i would probably never have realized my immense capacity to love and to care for people. and for that realization, i thank them. they will forever be a part of me.

friends
as per all gay persons, friends remain my "family" and companions for support in 2011. for my immediate close friends, there was not much changes to our level of interactions. we continued meeting up for the usual birthday dinners and occasional get-togethers. i have decided to take a step back in organising things for them sometime in sep this year. i supposed i started to feel the stress of organising things and coupled with my pre-occupations with home and work, i really have no more energies left to go out with friends, much less to organize outings.

and of cos there is another group of friends whom i seldom talk to but that would regularly drop me an sms or a call to check how was i and once a while ask me to meet up for dinners to check on me and my well-being. i really appreciate these friends and i do always remind myself to keep in touch with these friends, or at least to sms them. also, my interactions with a couple of other gay/ gay-friendly friends improved significantly. these include sam, thomas, ming, gavin and (the very gay friendly) tee (jeremy) of mine (whom i consider to be part of my family actually). they were always there to share my ups and downs for this year and somehow, either it was by sheer coincidence or perhaps of their very considerate nature, they always make it a point to call me out for dinner whenever they think i need the extra support emotionally or when bee is out of the country. it is always such a god save to have them around. without their listening ear(s), i am sure i would have disappeared totally. to these very good friends, thank you for being there.

and certainly, it would be incomplete for me not to mention some new friends i have made (eg adrian my training vendor turned good buddy, leonard aka tuls, etc). it's really wonderful to know them and to be able to exchange views about life in general. and of course, the friends i made through the internet, including this humble blog of mine. i shall not attempt to list all of them here as there are just too many. but the more recent ones that gave me their valuable support and encouragement include ladybird, wizard, sharks, ooi2009, raj, shane, tuls, cp, steve, keith, and a couple of anonymous individuals. managed to meet up with tuls but not others. nonetheless, these friends did play a very significant part in providing me with views and support during my difficult periods. to these friend, i thank you so very much. it is certainly an honour to be able to receive the blessings of your friendship and encouragements.

health
three key issues cropped up this year for my health.

firstly, i experienced non-stop coughing that didn't seem to go away despite seeing western doctors many times. in the end, i decided to seek help from the chinese sinseh. i was put on a couple of months of chinese medication and i had to observe strict diet and avoid certain foods. my cough improved and as an added benefit, i also lost quite a bit of weight.

secondly, my insomnia went from bad to worst and i went into depression towards the end of the year. ok, granted, it was not a clinically diagnosed depression per se. nonetheless, based on the gp's inputs, the signs were clear and consistent with depression. nov-dec period was the worst. i was put on valium to help me calm myself down and to be able to sleep eventually. and although i had stopped my chinese medication, the rate of my weight loss increased in nov/ dec. depression i supposed.

lastly, it was about my bad back. the pain started in jul and had persisted. finally went for my check with the orthopedic and asked to go for my mri. thus far, the physiotherapist said it was nothing more than prolonged bad posture due to an old injury. but i would have to visit the doctor in jan 2012 to get the proper diagnosis.

so, yup, that was the lows of my health for this year. otherwise, everything else seemed pretty normal apart from the usual signs of wear and tear and aches here and there.

work
work was one of the key stressor for 2011.

last year, i lamented that i had 3 bosses. this year, i had 4. and all 4 do not often sing the same tune. one is a micromanager, one is a politician, one is a young and green and blur like fuck and one is totally big picture and bo-chap. so, you can imagine how the 4 stretches me in all different directions.

the work itself was not too difficult. but becos the position i took over was occupied by a person who did not have a good grounding in training, the four years he led the unit saw the destruction of many training systems (if there was any in the first place), many things were swept under the carpet, everything looked rosy on the surface but in actual fact, nothing was working. when i took over, it took me helluva huge effort to get things in place. and it was so fortunate (or perhaps unfortunate) that my unit was put through 4 major training audits by both internal as well as state-regulators in a short span of 6 months. it was pure madness to reengineer processes and procedures, document sops, realign our mission, rework tasks, etc but we made it.

but from my bosses point of view, everything that went bad was due to my staff's incompetence. and they do not accept any other reasons (my predecessor was a huge politician too) other than point everything that fail to my staff. at the lowest point, i was threatened to be given the boot if i continue to side with my staff. the exact words shouted down at me were "since you side with him, if he goes, you go as well!" well, i know life is unfair, but i think there is a limit to such unfairness. moving into 2012, the possibility of my staff being made to leave is more or less confirmed. and i think i would do the same too.

the only reasons why i continued staying on the job was the fact that i wanted to try to at least chalk up 2-years of experience so that i can transit to a new job with a credible resumé. also, i would very much like to ensure my staff gets a fair assessment at the end of the workyear in mar 2012. otherwise, in terms of the company's people, i supposed i can do without all of them... ok, most of them.

my two other issues with my work were - pay and scope of job. firstly, they asked me to lead a training unit last minute. i was stupid enough to accept it without negotiating for a better deal. worked my butts out and when i checked the market rate, i found out i was paid 30% below market rate. then, becos i have a weak hr dept, i was loaded with hrd responsibilities. and on top of that, i was put in charge to clean up all training systems in the company. wtf! i raised the issue up to my boss about the scope and was told that i have not choice but to take it. and when i raise the issue of pay, i was told that they would review my pay and adjust when and if i can show results and when the time is right, i.e, next jul. wtf! overworked, underpaid. and in the meantime, i get scolding and scolding...

it's very demoralising to keep getting scolding when i had worked so hard. many a times, i really felt it was not worth all my efforts. well, i give myself a couple more months to decide. if things stay like that, i will mostly likely leave this company by mid-2012.

conclusion
overall, i thought 2011 started ok. but it ended to be a very challenging one. the fact that all the challenges of everything in my life (from work to home to personal life) happened together was a tat too overwhelming for me and had it not been for some closer friends, i would not have been here to write this end-of-the-year reflections. looking ahead, i am quite certain 2012 will be no less interesting. mum will only get worst (that is the natural progression of old age) and i will most likely be changing my job. so, yup, wish me luck!

i wish everyone a happy, healthy and contented 2012!

:-)

Friday, 30 December 2011

bad dream

i have insomia once a while and over the last month or so it returned, very much worse. my sleep pattern has been such that i would fall asleep, doze off, wake up about 10-15min later, stay awake for half hour or so, doze off again, wake up 10-15min later and the pattern repeats through the night. this has been so for quite a while and especially bad over the last month plus where sometimes i would stay in semi-asleep state through the night, mind fully awake and full of thoughts.

i went to see a doctor 2 days ago and was prescribed valium. i slept well after taking it and i thought, perhaps i should try sleeping without valium last night. i tried very hard to keep my mind free of stuff by keeping myself busy. and i had started yawning at about 12mn and thought that was a sign of my ability to sleep. indeed, i manage to doze off quite quickly. but alas, in less than 15min, i was shaken up by a dream. a very dark (literally) dream.

it went this way...

i was with someone (don't know who) in my car and we were driving into a dark multi-storey carpark. i did not know where this carpark was and why we were there. for reasons unknown, the car's headlights were off. and the whole carpark was unlitted. we reached the top of the car park and this person and i walked out. there was a strong sensing that there were people looking at us walking although we could not see anyone as it was pitch dark. it reminded me of the brunei forest when i trained there many years back. we continued walking.

and next thing i knew, we were in a labyrinth where there were many narrow walkways and corners. the walls of the maze were high and the walkways were long and never-ending. it was not pitch dark in the maze. there was some ambient light. but it was very dim. again, we sensed people around us, looking at us. and one point in time, this person i was with decided to walk away and i was left alone. i was afraid, this person was no where in sight. i looked for him frantically. but he could not be found.

next thing i knew, many dark figures appeared at the corner and started pouncing onto me and tried to grab me. instinctively, i whipped out my laser gun and shot at them. one by one these black figures fell. and as they fell, the red burning edge of the ambers that crept on their bloodied flesh, not unlike the burning ambers of a burned joss paper, illuminated the walkways. the eerie red glow revealed innumerable other black bodies rushing towards me. frantically, my eyes continued to scan the surrounding for the person who was with me, but he had left me and i could find him no more. with so many black figures rushing towards me and with no place to hide, i ran and ran and ran... and as i ran, i turned back and waved my laser gun and just shoot and shoot blindly... the black figures gave chase and soon enough, they caught up with me, and as they pounce onto me...


i woke up. my heart was pounding furiously.

i couldn't sleep anymore after that.

i took my valium again.

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

diazepam



given mc today to rest.

had been prescribed valium to help me sleep for a start.

doctor said symptoms consistent with that of depression.

had advised me to see a psychologist...

might need medication to help me get over it.

淚海



爱已不能动
还有什么值得我心痛
想你的天空 下起雨来
没人心疼的黑夜
脸颊两行硷硷的泪水
是你 哦 是你
让我望穿泪水 肝肠寸断

你怎么舍得让我的泪流向海
付出的感情永远 找不回来
你怎么舍得让我的爱流向海
伤心的往事一幕幕
就像潮水 将我掩埋

爱已不能动
还有什么值得我心痛
想你的天空 下起雨来
没人心疼的黑夜
脸颊两行硷硷的泪水
是你 哦 是你
让我望穿泪水 肝肠寸断

你怎么舍得让我的泪流向海
付出的感情永远 找不回来
你怎么舍得让我的爱流向海
伤心的往事一幕幕
就像潮水 将我掩埋

闭上了双眼 还看见和你的缠绵
眼角的泪水 喜不去心中
一遍一遍的誓言
你怎么舍得让我的泪流向海
付出的感情永远 找不回来
你怎么舍得让我的爱流向海
伤心的往事一幕幕
就像潮水 将我掩埋

Tuesday, 27 December 2011

遺憾



別再說是誰的錯 讓一切成灰
除非放下心中的負累 一切難以挽回
你總愛讓往事跟隨 怕過去白費
你總以為要體會人生 就要多愛幾回

與其讓你在我懷中枯萎 寧願你犯錯後悔
讓你飛向夢中的世界 留我獨自傷悲
與其讓你在我愛中憔悴 寧願你受傷流淚
莫非要你嘗盡了苦悲 才懂真情可貴

Monday, 26 December 2011

should i?


feeling depressed again. unhealthy and suicidal thoughts are crossing my mind again today. lots of it. can't help it. very tight and choking feeling. feeling somewhat light headed, and i find myself being able to talk normally yet extremely sad at the same time. spoke with a friend this evening and he told me to seek medical help...

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Sunday, 25 December 2011

lonely

i don't like feeling lonely.

Saturday, 24 December 2011

peace

silent night, peaceful night...

lonely night...

Friday, 23 December 2011

我心爱的小马车



the song that had been ringing in my head for a very long time.

:-)

68.4

woke up this morning and decided to drop by the hospital to do my blood test. and since i was there, i thought it would be good to check my weight too.

68.4kg.

hmmm, has dropped further since 2 weeks back.

and that was my weight probably 5-8 years ago.

and this weight is even closer to my ideal bmi (or more accurately, 1.4kg shy of it).

i should be happy right?

hmmm...

what to do...

i know this posting is gonna sound one helluva crazy, but anyone has any ideas what to do over a long long long weekend? most straight people i know will be having family time, most gay people i know would be going for christmas parties, clubbing, chilling out with their friends, etc. and people that matter most to me are either dead, handicapped, overseas, or simply too preoccupied with their own priorities.

i am feeling very lost...

maybe i should just spent time with my dog.

:-(

devil's playground

i had been on leave since yesterday. and i will only head back to work after christmas. had planned my leave such that i would be able to have a long stretch of unbroken break to catch up with myself and to spend time with people that mattered most to me. but i guessed things did not turn out the way i wanted it to. one disappointment after another. it makes me depress. sighs...

and i was damn fucking bored today. and boredom has this very negative effect on my mind. my mind started wondering. and it added on to the depressed state of mind that i had been feeling since last evening. an idle mind is certainly a devil's playground. so, i decided to bleed and mutilate myself. no, what i meant was - go for my regular blood test and my haircut. need to check my cholesterol and sugar levels. and for my haircut, decided on a very very short hairstyle. well, not bald per se. but i need to do something, something to purge myself of whatever fucking depression that i have. going for a super short haircut has this cathartic effect on me. to a certain extent, it helps purge whatever psychological and/ or emotional pent-ups i have. to some people, the hair is a symbol of vanity. it adds on to the whole idea of self-ego. but to me, to be able to rob and destroy this very idea of vanity and self-ego/ self-pride actually contribute to my sense of self (ironically). in a way, i am in control and i have the power to destroy myself. hmmm, ok a little too dramatic.

anyway, the hairdresser was surprised when i told her, zero, go zero as much as you can. for the top, maximum i want is number 3. nothing more. and that was what she did... brrrrrrrrrr.... zip zap zip zap. clumps of hair started falling off my head. and in no time, i started feeling the cold aircon breeze blowing onto my scalp. my scalp started to go a little numb. i also felt lighter, literally, emotionally, psychologically, and all...

i walked out of the barber feeling a little better. not much, but still, better.