Hard Act to Follow

I know I know.. I have fallen off the edge of the Earth.. But yours truly has just crawled back up. :) So viola! I am back! :)

No, I haven't been in Beijing all this while (I wish!)

It's been busy busy at work and outside of work. Been having way too much fun. And cracking my back while I'm at it... =P

But I'm well and good to go! Will head out for a night cruise on a traditional junk boat on Victoria Harbour tomorrow night, followed by dinner at one of the poshest restaurants on this side of Cantoland. I am debating between wearing my usual going-t0-work gear of shorts, grubby Birkenstocks and baby tshirt; or to scrub up a little in a mini-dress and 3.5 inch heels...

Aqua Luna - The junk boat we're going on! :)

Decisions... decisions... Nonetheless, this event is organised by a woman (who could tell huh?) and all of us are living it up here. I wonder if there is anything more that will impress me? Eventually we will run out of exciting/romantic/different/exotic things to do and will die of boredom.

Journey to the Centre of the Universe!

I am going to Beijing today! :)

There is this massive conference that is held every year in an Asian-Pacific country where all the world's experts on diabetic limb congregate to present their life's work. Essentially, I am going there to be a screaming fan to flash my boobs at all the biggest names in podiatry. Well, maybe not flash my boobs.

The real reason I want to visit Beijing is for Peking duck *shh*, the great wall and the Forbidden City. I was told there is a roller coaster at the great wall of China for the thrill-seeking tourist. The American is supposed to go jump off a building on Saturday and I didn't want to feel left out of the adrenaline rush! :) Then I have an excuse not to go do the same the following weekend.

I can't wait to visit the capital of China and see for myself how modernisation has changed the landscape. No doubt, my view of the city will be all squeaky clean and wonderful. The underbelly of Beijing would be hidden away from view, and not easily found in the short time I am there.

I just hope there is time for me to soak in the hot spring! The conference is being held at this resort which promises hot springs, shopping and a theme park hohoho. It is just a ploy really, to make us think that we are going to enjoy ourselves, when we have to be at the conference from 8am till 9pm the whole three days!

It's probably a good thing, that I am not Singaporean, and thus will not exhibit the kiasu-ness to attend the whole conference and therefore will have time to be a prune. Assuming that my flight with China Airways actually lands in one piece. Then I have to worry about being able to make it back to Cantoland alive.

And We're Rollin'!

Zhu Hai Hot Spring Resort

I know I have been terrible and should be shot *uhuh* for not blogging in ages.

But since my lovely readers love me very much and would miss my randomness when I am dead by chocolate, you should avoid feeding me chocolate thinking of shooting me. :)

As I have announced to the world. I went on holiday. Cantoland has this thing, where we have to take complusory leave for a minimum of two full weeks a year for stress relief. But they only give us very little leave to start with. My assistant gets ten days, which would amount to her two weeks. So she has to work her ass off the other 50 weeks of the year. Slave drivers... *grumbles*

I will blog about my holiday when my arms resume their normal range of motion. Which will be about next year. You see, in my eagerness to get back to work, I hurt my back and went for physio. Then I was supposed to go swimming, but when to the hot springs to prune up and be massaged till the cows come home. Then I went pole-dancing. So that's why I can't move my arms above my head without winching. Or my thighs into the yoga positions I should be doing.

They are all excused really, because my holiday snapshots are all still in the camera and the pendrive my brother gave me before I left.

The only significant thing that I brought back was TEN POUNDS. I put on ten freakin' pounds in the UK! My assistant told me so, my dietitian told me so, my speech therapist tells me so, my cleaner tells me so, heck even the patients tell me so! Arrghh.. But I have lost it all and more now *looks worried*. I should eat more and work less. Life would be much more interesting.

On a lighter note, yours truly has two brand new podiatrists to corrupt! :) Our team has conned two unsuspecting young pretty and gullible girls to come work for peanuts in Cantoland. Okay, they are still older than me, but I am an authority on the hottest places to party in Cantoland hohoho, so wisdom before age I say! ;)

I shall have to start crowd control measures for the number of young men who will be knocking on the clinic door.

Burning Plastic

It's National day today in Cantoland.. There are normally fireworks.. I LOVE fireworks... I normally watch it with the American. But this year, I am going to miss the show.

But it's okay... Because yours truly is at the airport, waiting to increase her carbon footprint.

I cannot wait to see my family and my friends. It shall be a sweet homecoming...

As long as British customs doesn't take all the good stuff in my suitcase!*wink*

White Lies

I was pulled up the other day, for being sociable.

I never knew that making friends was an offense. That having personal time was a big no-no. And not telling people who don't need to know your private life what you are doing with your time is illegal. Because apparently it is.

I don't think that telling little half-truths is a sin. Because these half truths have allowed me to protect you from feeling the hurt of exclusion. And the hurt only comes from the attitude you give to others. Thus their reluctance to include you into their social lives. So why shoot the messager when you accidentally find out?

One day, I hope you realise that is it important to respect others. We are watching and waiting. I can tolerate a lot of bullshit. However, I draw the line at manipulation. My life is mine to live as I please. And you are not invited into it.

Fat Eagle has Landed

My big little brother is in town. And I am so broke.

But it's okay. He is my little brother. If I don't spend money feeding him, who should I be spending money feeding anyway? I don't like pets birds.

He shall be here until Monday and we are hitting all the major sights. That is, if it doesn't rain. -_-

The joy of having someone to kick and toss lame jokes! :)

And it's a Pandemic!

WHO declared the H1N1 virus, better known as Swine Flu, as a pandemic today.

It was surprising that Margaret Chan, did not declare that when Japan, then Australia had community outbreaks. But when Cantoland reported their first case of local human-to-human transmission, suddenly we were all worried and WHO decided to call the highest alert level. Did it help to note that she is from Cantoland originally?

The reason for calling in Phase Six is clear. There is wide global outbreak of this virus. Eventhough the number of fatalities are not very high, the fact remains that this virus affects many people in multiple countries. And we are just begining to see it spread to the developing and third world countries.

There have been reports that older people have immunity due to previous pandemics like the Hong Kong flu or the Spainish flu, while those of us below the age of forty have never been exposed to this virus.

There are two schools of thought:

1. Let everyone get it. Once we all get hit with this relatively mild virus, we would have immunity when it becomes more lethal later on.

2. Use Tamiflu and prevent everyone from getting this virus. However, once the virus mutates. We.are.screwed.

I've had my flu jab every year. And I have to say, when I fall ill. I fall really ill. And this has occured every time I have an annual flu jab. Should I be peeing my pants? Maybe.

Or I should just keep up on the hand hygiene, alcohol wipes and face masks.