I decided to sleep all day on Saturday instead of going out of my room and struggle down the 50 or so steps to the dining hall in the cold wind.

So, my plan in my head was to sleep until 5pm, shower and then open a can of chicken soup that I bought the day before at the mall and add some pepper to it and have so hot tea. Sounds easy enough right.

Plan gets in action around 10pm, guess I overslept. I call my neighbour who bought a bowl in the store the day before also and she passes me some hot sauce from her island to add to the soup. This is to ‘sweat’ the cold out..haha

I open the soup and head to the microwave ( which is on the first floor of our block :S Have no idea why they have it there. When I get the room with the microwave, i’m told that its closed because they room closes at 10 ( these people close everything to early) But the guy is nice enough to me and opens the room and let me heat up the soup. sooo happy

Everything on the machine is in Japanese and of course I dont understand one thing that is written on it. He realises that I have no idea which is the time and start button. So he presses the buttons and the microwave comes to life.

About a half minute later, it beeps and stops. I open the door and steam rushes out and I can smell the lovely chicken soup. I’m so excited! Closest thing to my moms chicken soup that she makes for me when i’m sick.

The bowl is hot so have to use my shawl from around my neck to hold the bowl cause dont have an oven mitt. I thank the guy and head back to my room. The smell of the soup i’m sure woke everyone up as I walked through the halls to my room, wayyyyyy on the other end of the 3rd floor. I finally get to my room. Open the first door, and then the other ( there are 2 doors to get into my room, guess it helps to keep the cold out),

I put the key in wall and turn the power on ( cant get power until I take the key out the door and turn it in the wall. Nice way of saving power. We can’t leave our room until we take off the power because its on the wall, so its either you leave power on and leave your room unlocked, or take the power off when leaving and lock the doors).

So, yea, I put the key in the wall, power on! Put the soup on my desk and start taking off my layers of clothes from my run downstairs. All of a sudden I hear sqqqqqqqqqqqqeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkk. I look at my desk and the bowl of soup is slowly changing shape. It no longer is round, but is sucking in and melting

I can see bubbles inside the bowl and the soup looks like it is still cooking.  My dinner is slowly eating itself.

I quickly grab the bowl up and run to the washroom and run cold water over it. But kinda too late. The bowl is now a weird twisted shape and the soup inside by this time isnt edible. I can’t even get the lid off the bowl.

I could cry at that point! I slept all day, missed breakfast, lunch and dinner. The kitchen had closed an hour before and there is no where else I can get anything to eat.

Not sure what you guys would do? But I was desperate. I have no bowl to put the last can of soup in. So I go into survivor mode. All i have in my room is 2 sips of water in a bottle from the day before and a can of unopened soup and hot water. Could do with a miracle at that point. I decided. I rather eat warm soup than nothing at all. So I open the can of soup, pour half into a glass and then put hot water in the other glass and then pour the other half of the can into the hot water.

Sounds yucky. Well it was. Cold soup sucks. But when you are hungry, guess that will do. I pour hot sauce in it and just swallow it without tasting it!

N.B -> I was told the bowl was microwavable.

I cant read any of the labels on the medication here. Driving me mad!!!  Finally went to the nurse and she prescribed something for me. But still concerned that i’m taking something that I cant even go online and see the side effects cause cant even read the name in Japanese.

Had a bunch of soldiers going to their base on the flight. Nice to see people from the west on the flight. But they made me change my mind when they opened their mouth. They need their mouths washed out! Cuss way too much.

Had a Japanese class yesterday, but wasn’t anything new. Learnt all that was taught at home. Think I want to actually learn the language when I get back home. But lets see if I still want to do so when time to leave.

A lil home sick. Miss moms cooking. Not really liking the food that they serve here. Nothing Japanese. The canteen serves so much egg that I already sick of it and this is day 3. The chicken that they make might as well be plastic. Has no taste. Guess you know what I won’t be eating when I get back home.
I’m sure Japanese cooking is much better than this. But will try to be patient and wait and see if it gets any better when we go into the heart of Okinawa.

Presentation next week and been so ill that I havent been able to even touch it. Ekkkk. Hope that I will be able to finish it and do it well.

Off to bed for a lil nap again Then will attempt to work on finishing my presentation for the umpteen time.

Sayonara from Japan

Guess which one I chose? If you thought that I answered , you are correct.

But there are some details that I didnt tell you. Under normal circumstances,  I would answer my call on the 2 ring without even thinking about it. But that all changes when you are in a bathroom stall with your pants down and just about to flush the toilet.

Now I should have flushed the toilet before answering the call but I decided to see who the caller was and then let the call ring and then I would call back. But when I looked at it it was my boss calling.

If my boss was a lady then I would have flushed the toilet and then said I was in the toilet and would be out soon. But my boss is a guy and since I had looked at the phone and realized that it was him calling I knew I had to answer.

So i picked up ( without flushing yet)

” Hello”

” Hey, Jay. Are you still at work?

“Yes I am. What can I help you with”

“Ok, good, is Si*** around? Can you ask  if there is a letter in my office”

” Yes I saw her a few minutes ago. I will go look for her and I will call you back” <—- so i can finally flush the toilet and zip up my pants.

“Na, will just hold on the line, just pass the phone to her”

Cra*, so he is still on the line and I still havent flushed the toilet. People are going to see me come out of the toilet and see me not flush it and think im just nasty. They will think I was the one who is always using it and messing in it and not flushing it. Great!

So, what could I do. Couldnt even button my pants cause I had the phone in one hand and it would make a lot of noise in the headset if I attempted to button. So i just pulled my shirt over the pants and ran out the washroom to look for Sim***.

I searched the entire office screaming for her. Finally found her and just left the phone in her hands and ran back to the washroom.

His MacBook was stolen from his apartment. So he  reported the crime to the police and even told them where it was, but they couldn’t help him due to lack of resources. So he took things into his own hands and used an app that he installed on his computer called Hidden to capture these photos of the guy who stole his MacBook.

[ Break down of what Hidden and other such apps do]

Well the name kinda gives you an idea of what the app is all about. You install the application on your phone or laptop and the idea behind it is, if you phone or laptop is ever stolen you can actually track it and pinpoint where it is or who has it. When you activate tracking, Hidden will locate your stolen computer anywhere on the planet, collect photos of the thief and screen shots of the computer in use.

So for persons who have a built in camera on their laptop, Hidden will collect pictures of the thief and their surroundings using the built in camera. If you dont have a web cam, the software can also look at the screen on your laptop and you can see what the thief is doing. You can watch them log into their facebook, email account etc. Kinda cool right.

So, this dude, couldn’t get the attention of the police and activated Hidden tracking and got to see the guy who stole his laptop.

So from his webcam, he took pictures of the unsuspecting thief sleeping on a couch next to his MacBook ( with his hands between his crotch, hahah), in bed with the laptop, signing into his Google account, even driving with his macbook.

So in the end, he was arrested.

Now, its kinda cool that there is such software out there. But it got me thinking also.

Since we can track people who steal our laptop, doesnt that mean that other people can also track us.

What if the companies we buy our laptop from and cell phones actually have been watching us all along. Watching us when we are dressing, like the guy who was sleeping on the couch with his hands between his legs.

Kinda creeps me out. How do we know that we arent being watched. Or what if you friend decides to play a bad joke on you and installs the program on your pc and is watching your every move..

Scary!

So, think my webcam will be unplugged from now on. Maybe im a bit paranoid, but think I would rather not have my pic on the net like the guy who stole the mac book. Just saying!

Started work exactly 1 year after I graduated from University. Gods plans are really not our own.

Proverbs 16 1:9

1 Mortals make elaborate plans, but God has the last word.

2 Humans are satisfied with whatever looks good;
God probes for what is good.

3 Put God in charge of your work,
then what you’ve planned will take place.

4 God made everything with a place and purpose;
even the wicked are included—but for judgment.

5 God can’t stomach arrogance or pretense;
believe me, he’ll put those upstarts in their place.

6 Guilt is banished through love and truth;
Fear-of-God deflects evil.

7 When God approves of your life,
even your enemies will end up shaking your hand.

8 Far better to be right and poor
than to be wrong and rich.

9 We plan the way we want to live,
but only God makes us able to live it.

He has done more than I ever expected and everyday I am truly in awe of what he has done and know he is going to do.

Been taking the boat for over a month now, usually wake up at 5 or 4:45am to get ready to leave home to take the 6:30 boat. I am extremely tired when I get home on evenings but no complaints cause I am so thankful for a job.

So far, work has been great. Felt a bit timid at first but think I am starting to settle.

Miss my friends so much in Malaysia. Thats one thing I don’t have here. Most people have their friends that they have lunch with, but I usually sit alone and read.

Found myself crying recently when speaking to my friends online. Talking about the past is a bit sad.

What else is new…….hummmm

Oh! Got a new Goat. If that sounds weird to some of you, its kinda normal for island people to have goats and sheep. But I am not a sheep person. Find them pretty dull and stupid..Dont even eat them.

So, I named him Victor. I know my friend is gona be so mad if he reads this cause thats his name, but I always said that I would name the next goat I got Victor. The last time I had goats was when I was a child.

Had about 6 goats at one time. They used to be my friends, used to talk to them and even got so mad when my dad decided to eat one of them. Never will forget that day.

Anway, Victor is a brown goat with weird white and black spots. He is afraid of bikes and anything that is loud. He is a nice goat but checks you out when you get close to him and then decides if you are worth his time.

Just getting ready to go to bed. Waiting on the washing machine to get done with my clothes so I can hang them out and so I can get some rest. Sometimes I wish the weekend was longer, but then again, guess people who work on weekends wish that it was shorter.

Have no net at work so kinda difficult to add new posts. Have to get it on my phone soon. Be back again soon.

For once we could all ( except my bro) be there for someone’s graduation. Most of the time we were scattered across the globe.

Congrats Momma!!

Dragged myself into the shower wishing that my appointment was a bit later in the morning.

Anyway, I got to St.Vincent at 7:30 and practically no where was open yet and I was a bit hungry, but decided that since I was going to the dentist, I would simply have some orange juice instead of a sandwich ( didn’t want to have bread and food stuck in my teeth ).

So, while waiting at the pick-up side of the line, I noticed a girl who lives very close to me also waiting for her order. The way this restaurant works, is the person who is preparing your order asks you “would you like milk with you tea misss, how about sugar”, in a sorta loud voice.

The girl from my neighborhood responds, “yes milk” and so the woman asks ” how much sugar” and she responds ” four”.

Four? lol….That got a bit of looks from a few people who were close by

I was standing there thinking, maybe since she is with her husband, maybe its gona be like two-two, but then the woman then asks the husband, “sir, you want ice with your drink?”

I mean if that’s how some people start their day, with four spoons of sugar…..wow. But anyway moving on.

I finally waste enough time ( for once, i didn’t mind standing in line while the workers moved really slowly because they too were still trying to get out of sleep mode) and walk over to the dental office, where I am the first patient of the day! Yea Thanks to my uncle who made them change my appointment.

While waiting for the dentist, in strolls ‘four spoons of sugar’ and her husband. Humm….will say no more. Who knows, her teeth may be better than mine.

Anyway, I was finally called in to the room, where a very pleasant assistant was arranging the room and chatted with me while waiting for the dentist.

Just to let you know, I don’t remember having any fillings. I’m sure when I was a kid, I had a half rotten tooth and didn’t want to do an extraction and got them to fill it and a few days later the stupid thing fell out on its own..haha..

I wasn’t sure what it was going to feel like. I guess the assistant noticed that i was a bit fidgety ( or maybe it had to do with the very large injection next to me) and tried to calm me down.

So, got past the dreaded prick and soon couldn’t feel my left side of my face.

They are working on my tooth and well what can you do while they are drilling away. I really thing they need to put a tv or something on the ceiling so while you are staring up at least there will be something to distract you. But since there was nothing for me to do, I found my mind wandering off.

There i was thinking ‘so, if a dentist has a cavity can she fill it herself? Or can she give herself a cleaning’.

20minutes later, after having my mouth open for so long, they asked me to spit and then rinse and I was all done.

You would have thought spitting was so easy, but not after you got a shot of Novocaine and your mouth is numb and you sorta lost control over it.

So, i did my best attempt at spitting ( more of a very bad dribble ) and most of the water ended up on me or on the chair and tried to say thanks as they reminded me of my other appointment.

For some strange reason, when I spoke, my mouth moved in the opposite direction. I looked like a gangster. My lip was twisted and my cheek puffy. I went into the washroom and checked and I looked as silly as I felt.

But since it was a Saturday, I felt better knowing that I stood a good chance of avoiding people who I knew.

But that didn’t mean that it was going to be easy. So the dentist said that it would be about 2 more hours before the horrible effects of the ‘gangster drug’ wears off.

But at the time, I was really hungry and needed to eat, so went to a fast food place to get a burger and dang! I forgot that I needed to talk. So, tried my best to ask for a Tex Supreme..which came out sound liked I wanted to fedex something..the girl was watching me like.,.huh…so I stuck to just gimme number 1. So, tried to eat fries, which was one of the hardest thing I have done in a while, not because it was painful or anything, but just that my mouth was not cooperating. so i didn’t try to bite them, I simply shoved them into my mouth and chewed with my front teeth…which seemed to be the only teeth i could use to chew.

I tried to take a sip of my juice, but when I sucked on the straw, all the juice went flying down my chin and out the side haha..sure that looked funny to look at ( me dribbling ).

After that long battle with my food, I went around shopping for the things mom asked me to get and stepped into a dep store. A girl comes up to me and starts telling me about how to make my hair look better and they were watching me ( not a stalker, but a sales rep). And I’m thinking Omg, please don’t ask me anything as I simply nodded.

So she asked me my name in the end, and she couldn’t figure out what I said. So, she asked Fhay? Shay?Layne? so had to finally spell it for her and apologize for sounding crazy.

Got my moms nuts ( which, might I add she asked for NUTS on her list and so I bought peanuts and then was chastised for not buying cashews, cause apparently I have no idea what nuts are), caught the ferry, felt groggy all the way home and finally crashed on my bed where I had one of the best naps I have had in a looooooong time.

Kitty (previously called piss piss, which I changed as soon as I got home. Poor thing should not be defined by his smell) since I met him, never acted like a normal cat. He seemed to have rule over the yard and our lil black dog doesn’t seem to like him that much.

Kitty simply needs to walk up to him and he backs away and presents the cat with his dinner. If he decides to ‘man’ up and challange kitty, he usuall walks away with a new appearance.

The last time he challanged kitty for his food, he received a zorro-like Z on his nose, which has become his new trade mark.

Kitty has now decided that it’s a smart strategy to be friends with my brothers dog, because we feed him more ( cause he is getting older….not animal cruelty) and so his new spot for relaxing is next to old Bebe.

Hummm..wonder if my sister and I could get along like these two.

Tried so many times to find a suitable title for the post without starting off as depressing as my previous posts were.

I’m still undecided about what my blog is about now. The island girl is back home and so I am not sure if the blog title should change or not. hummm..but for now, guess I can leave it as it is until I find an appropriate title —>( the mad/sad/bad/but always interesting things that can happen while back home …still working on it )

So, I don’t usually wake up very early to see the sun rise. It has been ages since I have done that. But today, involuntarily ( my lovely sister decided that she didn’t want to be awake all alone at 5am and made a racket and woke me up), I had the chance to see a beautiful sunrise.

Still don’t know what to write about. Recently a friend, asked why I no longer wrote on my blog and she challenged me to continue writing ( even about things the are sad or depressing) and that later I can look back on all and see how far I have come.

So, here I am. Day 1 writing and hopefully looking back on where I have come from.

Not sure what to do today. I usually read at least 1-2 books a day. Emad suggest I try that a few months ago and I have actually read lots of books since then. Maybe I should start a book review:)

Actually wanted to go to the beach all week, cause it has been so hot ( thanks to Igor, Julia and Karl: Hurricanes if you are wondering) but due to health issues I have been stuck at home.

I actually miss being myself. I feel as if I’m stuck in a body that isn’t mine. I miss my bubbly personality and my energy. But only cause mom looks sad every time she looks at me and says I look like a walking shell of her baby, I try just a little harder to look like myself ( started combing my hair again…haha).

Anyway, hoping that this week will be different. That I will hear good news from the Dr and will soon have a job…sheesh..and can get back to being myself

Took this picture on the day i took my camera on a fishing trip with my dad and brother.