What a difference a day makes

Was watching Grey's anatomy.... My favourite character, Izzie Stevens is dying! In the previous episode, she enlightened us, on her hospital bed, about what a difference a day makes..





"You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day. Not until it's happening. You don't recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you're right in the middle of it. The day you commit to something or someone. The day you get your heart broken. The day you meet your soul mate. The day you realize there's not enough time, because you wanna live forever. Those are the biggest days. The perfect days. You know?" Dr Izzie Stevens





We need to live each day feeling blessed and thankful... Live each day as it is... and hang on to Hope.

What is hope?





"But hope that is seen is no hope at all... for who hopes for what he already has?"





Every single day here in Beijing... all the stress,weariness, struggles I face every single day and times I miss my family so much..





Every single day that passes here, a thousand miles away from home...





Brings me closer to eating a slice of roti prata at my favourite prata house!





I am tired and awfully homesick.. but I am thankful for being given another 24hrs each day. I am glad that I am able to live each day to the fullest..



As each day passes, I know that I am brought closer... to a slice of roti prata=)

( You still owe me a treat.. you know who u are!)

A life worth living

Was reading the Book of Ecclesiastes written by King Solomon...

As a very intelligent and wealthy king, he had spent his lifetime experiencing and analyzing everything the world had to offer. King Solomon has done it all.. he built the famous Temple of the Lord and many other temples for other Gods, he had wives from different countries and tribes, he wrote Songs of songs, leaders from all over came to speak to him and showered him with gifts and riches...

His conclusion about life?

Toil is meaningless...yearning for wealth and all the other pleasures..
is like chasing after the wind.

A few weeks ago, during fellowship, a classmate of mine reminded me once again why I wanted to be a doctor.

Many years ago, when I was in jc, I had this overpowering desire to change lives... I met this lady who is a TCM practioner. She left home to serve as a doctor for a small village in India. The villagers could not afford western medicine and hence, alternative medicine was the best and most effective alternative. With needles, herbs and surgical tools made of bamboo, she saved and changed so many lives. She even set up a TCM school in the village to train young locals to become aspiring TCM doctors.

She was the very reason why I chose this course.. why I am in China right now.

For the first 3 years in NTU, I forgot my very purpose for being in this course. I was complaining about how this course won't give me the future I want, how little I will earn and how I won't be able to afford for my dream car, a mini copper and my dream Hermes bag. It was a chore to go to school, a chore to just sit in class to study.. I felt like.... I was chasing after the wind.

I am thankful for being reminded once again why I chose this course... I don't want to be chasing after the wind anymore=) There is a time... a time for everything.

" I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live."

I love Sprriiinnngggg! Flowers blooming and bees buzzing everywhere! I love the cherry blossom=)

And I absolutely miss the monkey that I met at Shanxi... Its owner shocked me when he put the monkey on my shoulders.. v random I noe.

外科and皮肤科exams are over! Although I think I screwed up my皮肤科paper..mixing up the appearances of the different skin diseases... I am so glad dat it is over! 3 more papers next month and we are doing our houseman already.. oh man!

Nehmind, now its time to start planning for my trip to Inner Mongolia! oh yay! * stands up and does the mongolian dance*... Green pastures, BBQ mutton and sand dunes here I come=)



Lambs waiting to be slaugtered to become BBQ mutton sticks for us! nuahahah!





And to my friend of 11 years and counting... my "sister", god- mother of my future children..

Happy Birthday Racheal Lam Lai Yee!

You are an old woman now! Keep rocking!* smacks yr butt*

As my birthday card to you is "flying" on its way from China to Sg... I would like to dedicate Psalm 23, my favourite Psalm to you=)

Psalm 23

A psalm of David.

1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.

2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,

3 he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil,for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.

6 Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.

Sure the LORD will restore any soul who calls upon his name. Our God is faithful. Amen :)

To my Housemates, the tiny titans

When I look at the 3 of us... I think of 3 "Tiny titans".

We look "tiny",small, weak, .. but when I recall what we had gone through the past 6 months..we are definately "Titans" on the inside!

Our old house at Zifang yuan was almost broken into, we shifted all our things from Zifang yuan in the cold winter to Fangxing yuan.. Imagine 3 girls! dragging their lugguages,pails, pots and pans, shoes and even chairs in the streets and we made so many trips!

We have to set up our house from scratch, and we how we can forget the day when that uncle offered us his trishaw, for 15 yuan to help us move of 3 ikea tables! Though it was tiring running behind the trishaw in our boots all the way to our new house!

The small house we live in...... is bad! Till now I find it so hard to believe that I am living in an apartment which looks like it is falling apart. Peeling ceilings, badly lit corridors..The toilet is small and shabby, we can't even throw toilet paper into the toilet bowl....and there is always this weird smell! Not to forget the toilet door which looks like it is going to fall off any moment! Due to the poor ventilation, we can smell what our neighbours are cooking for lunch and dinner everyday. And the washing machine... which we have to drag to the toilet and connect the pipes ourselves manually everytime we want to wash clothes. The the "rubbish corner"... BOO!.. we better remember to clear the trash more often, not only when the door is stuck!


This small house, however, had hosted numerous parties! I love the times where we would invite our friends over for dinners and fellowships. Our house is also home, for a month,to Yinying. Yinying is a very sweet chinese girl from Wuhan who needs a place to stay in Beijing for her internship. We offered her a room to stay.. and this girl has been such a blessing to our household. Everytime after a tiring day in school...a day after looking at numerous 脱肛pictures I look forward to return to this small house we call "Home".


"Let there be no debt except the debt of loving one another.."

That was what I prayed for, the night we moved into our house. I thank God for bringing both of you into my life. Both of you are my family a thousand miles away from home.


How can I be where I am today without you both? You both make me feel loved every single day.. you both feed me with the best food.. you both helped me to get through very tough times.. lending me a listening ear and all the tissue paper i need...

You both are the very reason why, after going through so much,I believe that our God is good.

Everyday, we find ourselves"facing the giants"...giants of fear, anxiety, stress, loneliness.. but we are a very blessed household, one that is always under the Lord's protection and is always overflowing with His love.


Last night, tempers flared, tears were shed and hearts were broken...

Anger and disappointment overtook my heart... but I come to realise that it is because of the very love we have for each other, and the comfort we share among ourselves.. then, we are able to scream at each other and trash things out.. we tried hiding our feelings, but it didn't work, we were glad it didn't work.

Although I haven't said this to the both of you... I wanna declare out loud..........


That I love you both.. with all my heart!

I wanna go to your rooms and hold both of you tighly in my arms now.. but I haven't bathe. I wanna tell everyone how absolutely wonderful my housemates are! How wan wan's blurness never fails to amuse me.. I will never forget how wan wan imitates the clubbers at zouk.. hahah!..and how xiao qi's korean ringtone always tickles me everymorning.. sounds like"sorry sorry naked naked!!".. and the prayer u asked me to send for you to the Western wall! Very funny!.. Thank you for cooking the mutton rice too.. realli set the "bench mark" for me!

Thank you, for loving me too.. always and all ways=)

隧道传来的二胡声

旁晚一个人从gym回来时， 一定会走进一个隧道。。。 隧道的末端常会见到一位七十多岁的老伯拉二胡。听到了那优美的二胡声，我也不知不觉的放慢脚步，想把那位老伯在拉的二胡曲听完。



从小就很热爱二胡。。。它简单，但只要你用心去学，用心去拉，并也可以象其他的乐器一样，发出忧耳动听的旋律。再忙忙碌碌，令人乏味的生活中，只要我们能把放慢脚步， 用心体会人生， 用心和热忱的做每一个件事，生命也会变得多姿多彩。



从老伯的二胡曲，似乎听到了他的人生。。。。他不在乎富贵，只想简简单单的过日子。希望走进隧道的人都可以在繁忙之中听到优美的音乐。

Translation coming up!

Be grateful

The weather is turning cold... and there is no one to hug me to keep me warm. The school is making us impossible to graduate.I miss laksa, mee siam, Nasi lemak. I miss the sun that will keep me warm throughout the year, I miss running round NTU wif wood, I miss my HL milk, I miss my jasmine pearl milk tea, I miss SCV and all the hong kong dramas, I miss watching movies in the cinema, I miss home.

I guess, I am finally being forced to learn to grow up, to mature, be more sensible and to control my emotions.

I learn that to be a happier person, u need to stop making yrself feel like u r being victimised, stop focusing on what u don't have and be grateful for the things you have. I might not have my laksa, but I have a warm cup of milo beside me right now=)