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Contact Lens - Ouch

Almost six years, and it’s the first time I’ve met with contact lens problems.

It all started a week ago, where my eye was periodically red. I didn’t think much about it then, refusing to believe it was my dear contact lens’ fault despite my mother’s anxiety.

Until finally my eyes decided to give me one big warning and that afternoon in school there was some pain and itchiness. And Lots of redness. (my classmates probably thought I cried)

Turns out infection. I was banned from my dear contact lens. Which meant glasses to school. I haven’t worn glasses in school for the entire 5 years there. Sort of traumatic to have everyone give you longer-than-usual glances.

I hope and pray that I can wear my dear contact lens again. (oh, how I miss you…)

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Things that don’t happen in every day life

Some things don’t happen everyday. Like, for example, your kid brother somehow dropping a jar of condensed milk on the floor. I never quite understood how kids are so prone to disasters, but my brother isn’t such a troublemaker, so it wasn’t something that happened everyday.

Like I was saying, the jar of condensed milk on the floor. Now, it’ll be okay if the jar was plastic and bouncing around a bit before lying properly on the ground. But the problem was, it’s glass. And the whole tin of condensed milk in a puddle on the ground.

I tore my eyes away from the computer screen when I heard the clink of glass, which is usually a bad omen. Sure enough, the sight a few feet away was enough to make my leap to feet and well, cry out in dismay and horror.

There was never such a time when parents would be really helpful. But both of them were gone. And to make matters worse, my mom was in some group thing and didn’t turn on the handphone!! We strove to take matters into our hands, which I should say, was not a good idea.

First, we never had any experience whatsoever in cleaning up broken glass wallowing in a pool of extra-sweet condensed milk. And my sister cut her finger quite badly. Still fuming about the matter, I protected my hands and began picking up the glass. And cut my finger too when I wasn’t careful enough.

We all left the scene of crime in a hurry, each nursing an injury (My brother had a inner injury probably - guilt). Forget about the mess, it’d wait.

But it was almost funny. The blood gushing (not really) from my finger, it made me laugh. I know it sounds morbid and crazy, but well, it’s not something that happens everyday. A good experience, actually.

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Icons

Mainly to prevent the blog from freezing up.

All of these were done during the World Cup, so those who hate football, bear with me. I was bored, as usual. And because boredom is usually the main reason one produces icons.

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Walkathons - the Money Part

There is something about walkathons - the money part. I dread the last day of the first semester exam when the teacher brings a stack of blue and white cards and announcing the beginning of the walkathon. Some kids are really enthusiastic. They start right off, bringing their cards to shopping centres and markets, walking for hours down the corridors, catching any passer-by for a bit of money.

The fact is, my school is poor. It doesn’t get any money from the government. And so, both teachers and students are not exempt from ‘begging for money’. No one likes to ask for money, whether for themselves or others (unless you are a professional beggar or just plain thick-skinned). I always wait till the last few weeks before I prey on the unfortunate colleagues and friends of my parents, who are always kind enough to donate quite some money.

Last year, though I couldn’t remember, the teacher announced that I got over 300. This year, forget it. My target is 150. I still got one more year to be embarrassed for my school.

Some feel proud for helping the school. Good for them. Unfortunately for me, I probably won’t feel that way ever. Only when a miracle happens.

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New Toys (plus food)

New toys, especially fun ones, are great. For quite a while, that is. So my father, coming back from USA, brought along a new camera, and the Alias season 4 DVD!

The camera is a Sony Cybershot DSC P-200. Cute, small … cute. A refreshing change to the ugly, bulky old camera that used to be on top of its world at one time. How fast time is.
Anyways I got a picture of the camera. Not my camera though, just a random one from a google search.

And best of all, the Alias DVD. It was smaller than I expected, the extras a little not up to what I expected, but the episodes I haven’t watched (yes, I did not watch a few episodes) were just great.

By the way, Alias season 4 is coming to AXN-Asia, Tuesday nights at 9.00 pm. I won’t watch though, because 1. I don’t have Astro. And 2. I already have the DVD, what for rewatching the whole season and taking the trouble to do so? (Even though the feel of watching it on TV is much different - there is suspense (?!) )

And food. Chocolates, bars, tons of them. When you get too many food, you don’t appreciate them. But it’s a fun change to well, eat lots of chocolate that you are getting sick of.

By the way, we got a new clock. Actually, two clocks. But one was bad, so we switched it to an even bigger orange clock. Which brings up the question: Are we really blind?
TO

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One more icon

Chronicles of Narnia - Peter. Because I don’t have one with his full face yet. The words are from the first trailer: A destiny will be fulfilled.

Credits: imsomniac, cbg

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Sir Big Icon

The terrapins, namely Sir Big and Lady Green, are so cute. Fortunately the neighbours took care of them for us during the 5 days we were away, or else they might’ve died. My little brother figured they could survive well, so he opted not to ask for any help. But they helped out at the end anyway.

Credits: insomniac

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Episode 6: Solo

Rachel’s family is ‘kidnapped’ by the CIA for witness protection sort of thing. So of course Rachel is really sad. And starts crying.

Sloane continues to meet Dean and tell stuff. Dean wants to find Vak, some weapon designer. So Sloane makes that into an APO mission. They have to find Zigza Zidane (I know, weird name) first, though. Syd gets Renee to get Zidane and he blabs about some intel someplace. So Syd, Dixon and Tom go to some India place where there’s this Chinese general about to marry an Indian girl. So Syd goes into the general’s office and speaks some yucky Chinese (but not so bad) and Marshall tries to unlock the safe. Unfortunately, the frequencies are jammed and stuff so Rachel runs out and gets the receiver closer to the building. She sees a guard and bolts in fright, getting rescued by Tom.

Now Vak is on a oil-rigging thingy in the middle of the South China Sea, where he sees no one but a girl per week. And Syd can’t go, cause she’s pregnant. So the only person is Rachel. Everyone doubts her ability (except probably Jack cause he sent her), but fortunately Syd will be on comms.

Rachel gets to Vak and successfully steals the thingy, but at that moment, her former friend from the Shed arrives. Dean did not believe Sloane and had personally sent the girl to get the thing. Rachel does some lousy fighting, but is successful in the end when Dixon and Tom save the day in a helicopter.

In between those action scenes are some Vaughn-mentions. Syd even plays a Vaughn tape to her baby at the end. We also get to see a glimpse of Nadia in coma, Sloane watching her.

Rating: 6.5/10

I am hating Rachel more and more with each episode. Blond character that seems so…just arrgh. Nothing exciting about her, cries every episode just like Syd some seasons ago. And Vaughn and Nadia will be in the next episode. Hopefully the next episode will be much better. I want more of the old people in action.

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