“Ever heard of the concept of showering?”
“Did you drown in a tub of perfume before getting on the train?”
“Stop staring at the scanner! Tap your card and move your arse!”
“Fucking idiot stepped on my toes and didn’t even apologise.”
“Bitch stop bashing me with your bloody bag!”
“When is the bloody train coming? Is it even coming at all?”
“So…sleepy…” *falls asleep*
“Air-conditioning not working?!?!” *suffocates*
Finally, after 3 months of not even touching my blog, I’m back. And to think that I’ve even missed out on the annual snowing on my blog during Christmas. I supposed it’s only apt that I am back on here on my birthday.
This year, I turn 23. It’s hard to imagine that I’ve been around for such a long time. Funny isn’t it? How I don’t feel like I’m 23. In some ways, I still felt like I’m that same girl that I used to be. Well, accordingly to my friend, I still look like the same girl that I used to be. *shrugs* It’s a good thing, I think. At least when I turn 40 I’d still (hopefully) look like I’m in my 20′s. But I supposed that is a bit too much to ask for.
Well, one of the reasons that I’ve stayed away from blogging for so long is because I really wasn’t up for it. I’ve been hit by a bout of depression that just robbed me of the motivation to do anything at all. I’ve been feeling so anti-social that I even took a break from twitter and completely disappeared off the cyberworld for awhile. It was all I could do to put myself on auto-pilot and go through the motions of life everyday. I suppose I will talk about this another day. Today is, afterall, a good day. My day. And I shall go and try to be happy that I’ve officially been here for a whopping 23 years. Yay to aging. And wrinkles. And reduced metabolism. And I shall stop here lest I start to emo on my freaking birthday.
On a separate note, this is the first birthday in 4 years that I’ve celebrated as a single girl. Woohoo?
On a separate separate note, I’m wondering if I should make it my new year’s resolution to blog more. And would I actually be able to stick to my resolution? *gulp*
Happy belated new year to you and happy birthday to me! *hugs and kisses all round* (Unless of course, if you have personal space issues, or b.o., then I shall give you a polite wave from a safe distance)
So, here comes the Lasik post (Like, finally).
It’s now been 2 weeks since my surgery and I am happy to report that my eyes are healing pretty nicely (according to the surgeon when I went for my last check up a week ago, at least). I am no longer short-sighted and that means so much to someone who’s been half blind more than half of her life!
I first realised I needed glasses when I was only 9, which is actually sad but I supposed my horrible reading habits didn’t help. I often read in bed (something I still do to this day wtf) and in dim lighting to boot. So I supposed I had it coming. If there’s one thing to be marginally happy about it would be that my eye powers are relatively low at about 200 and 300 respectively for my right and left eye. I never liked wearing glasses because they are uncomfortable and over the years my eyes seem to have gotten more sensitive to contact lens to the point where the lens fall out mid-blink due to my overly dry eyes. And without glasses or contact lens, my vision was actually pretty hopeless to the point where if you are a mere 10 feet away your face would be a total blur to me. Which explains why I often (unknowingly) ignore people I know on the streets. -_-
And so, one fine day in June, my friend who was working in Vista Vision Specialist invited us to visit her at work since they were holding a carnival and there were loads of activities and promotions going on. Now, at that point, I hadn’t even seriously considered doing Lasik since it is really pretty pricey and I had my priorities set on other things (which I will reveal in due course 
). But long story short, since they were having a promotional rate, I put down a RM400 refundable deposit and decided to mull things over and also to survey other lasik centres before making my decision (I am notoriously indecisive and well, you’ve only got a pair of eyes so might as well think it through real thoroughly before taking the plunge).
3 months and a tonne of research later, I’ve finally decided to go ahead and rectify my vision once and for all!
I’ve laid of contact lens since June (you’re supposed to stop wearing them for at least 2 weeks prior to the surgery as contact lens will compress your cornea), done my eye examination which saw my pupils being dilated to the size of saucerplates.
Bit disturbing, I know.
And 16th September 2011 finally came!
I was first given another short round of eye tests to double check my power, eye pressure, etc. Then came the anesthetic and an Indian lady made 2 small dots in my eyes with a marker pen. Since my eyes were already numbed and I’m pretty used to putting on contact lens, the process wasn’t all that uncomfortable or daunting.
Soon after that, I was brought to a room where I had to change into surgical robes and socks and even the god-awful shower cap looking thingy to keep my hair off my face. Not the prettiest sight, to be honest. After washing my face and hands, I was led to a waiting room where a lady in her mid-forties to fifties were resting after her Kamra surgery which was to correct long-sightedness. We chatted a bit about her surgery and my upcoming one and strangely enough I wasn’t even nervous at all. After some time, I saw the doctor guiding another girl out of the surgery room and made her read the time off the wall clock for him. And then it was finally my turn!
Now the surgery is separated into 2 parts, the creation of the corneal flap, and the actual lasering.
I was first brought to a bed, given another round of anesthetic eye drops and was told by the doctor to focus on the ring of light emitting from a huge machine. My eyes were held open by something which felt something like a ring to prevent me from blinking. As I focused on the ring of light, I can feel suction on my right eye and my vision in that eye completely blacked out as the laser was used to create a flap in my cornea. Then it was rinse and repeat for my left eye. There was no pain during the entire process though I must admit that the sensation of the suction pressure wasn’t exactly comfortable. But the whole suction thing lasted only less than a minute so I supposed it wasn’t too bad at all.
After that, I was guided to another bed in the room and had another round of eye drops. My vision at this point, even at close distance, can only be described as a total blur. A surgical cloth with a cut out exposing my right eye was placed on my face and I was told to focus this time on a red light emitted from a different machine. It was pretty weird as I could literally see the surgeon lifting my corneal flap with a metal thingy and then the lasering began. Honestly, it was a bit disconcerting to hear the sound of the laser and actually SMELL the burning of my tissues. In a matter of minutes, both eyes were done and the surgeon used something that felt like a wet, cool gauze to smooth out my corneal surface (which kinda tickles, and I hate being tickled).
And it was done! The whole thing actually took less than 15 minutes from start to finish. A picture was taken with the surgeon and I was guided out of the surgery room and made to tell him the time on the clock. My vision at this point was very misty, almost like a real life Silent Hill, only less gruesome. Now, I have heard so many stories of people who were ecstatic at being able to finally tell the time without needing glassses but to me, I had no problems telling the time prior to the surgery at such short distance so it really didn’t feel like such a big deal to me.
I was given 2 types of eye drops and also a pack of artificial tears and went home looking super cool in my sunglasses. Now, I have said that throughout the entire process there wasn’t any pain at all. But after the anesthesia wore off when I got home, my eyes began tearing and the sensation was not unlike getting shampoo into your eyes. So, nothing major. I then put the eye drops and went to bed for a few hours. When I woke up again, my vision had improved drastically, though still a tad misty.
I went back for a check up the next day and my vision by then was already perfect! All in all, I spent about RM6.5k on the surgery and it was one of the best investments I’ve ever made in my life. Best part? Revelling in the fact that I no longer have to wear glasses everytime I want to see anything that’s more than 3 feet away from my face.
Sometimes I wonder… is there any close guy friends who genuinely treats me as only a friend?
To those of you who don’t know (or don’t follow me on twitter lol wtf), I have finally done LASIK last Friday.
I currently have 20/20 vision and can see all the leng zais in the world even clearer than before! Still have to religiously put my eye drops everyday and wear the eye shield to sleep as my eyes are still pretty delicate.
Once I get the chance, I will do a detailed post on this. One of my best investments, ever.
我曾经说过，我是一个很贪玩也很怕闷的女生。
我接受不了千篇一律的生活方式，所以我总是在寻找新奇刺激的东西，这也是我钟爱游乐场的一大原因。但这也代表着我对身边的事物情景也会很快的觉得厌倦。当然，这也包括了在我身边的人。
人总是说长大后就自然会定下性来，可是我反而觉得自己越大就越不耐烦。尤其是遇到令我觉得烦或笨的人时，我的不悦就完完全全的展现出来。
就因为我这样的性格，闯出了不上不少的祸，也得罪了不少人。
唉，耐心…从不曾是我的强项。
最近，有种似曾相识的感觉又回来了…我开始厌，开始烦，也开始反感…该怎么办呢？谁来教教我？
While my dad was driving me to the train one day…the below ensued…
#1 (forgot to off flash -_-)
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#6
And then I reached the station so abrupt end to my narcissistic camwhore session. Kthxbai.
I used to have these recurring dreams in which I was flying. There would be different scenarios, sometimes I was being chased, sometimes I was looking for something, sometimes I was just going around aimlessly. But they all share the same point, I was flying instead of using my legs to walk or run.
I remember reading somewhere long ago that flying in your dreams meant that you are trying to get away from something.
I have not had these flying dreams for a few months now. Curiously, that was around the time I got a job and regained my singlehood. I wonder if there is a connection between the two. Or maybe I’m just too tired nowadays to fly wtf.
I am no longer the girl I once was four years ago.
Things have changed so much over the course of these 4 years. We, have changed so much over the course of these 4 years.
I am no longer enamoured by your lame jokes and attempts at being funny. The things that once endeared you to me only irritated me now.
I grew up, I moved on. The same ol’ tricks just don’t work anymore.
How the fuck did I managed to blog 19 posts a month last time??? I barely find the inspiration to blog once a week nowadays. It’s completely absurd how bad my blogging has become. I blame twitter. It’s much too easy to just spam a few 140 characters posts instead of sitting down and composing a proper blog entry. And coupled with my lack of time (really, time flies when I’m sitting at home. Wonder why it crawls at work…), blogging has become a luxury for me which is really sad because this blog is so much a part of me and all my memories.
Sigh, I’ve just gotta find more time and more nonsense to blog about I guess. Else I think I’d regret when I look back one day and wonder what happened to me in those weeks that I’ve not posted anything at all.
I don’t feel like talking about work because it’s just the same ol’ same ol’ everyday and if you’re on my twitter, you’ve probably seen enough rants to last a good while.
My private life though, can’t exactly be put into words right now because things are complicated, to say the least. Yes, that fucking annoying word that everybody uses to describe a situation that they can’t/don’t want to deal with. Well, at least… I can’t deal with mine just yet. Now’s not the time. I need more time to sort out my priorities and feelings before I commit to anything at all.
Sometimes I wish my life were simpler.
Truth is, there are so many things I wish I could put into words right now. But I can’t. And so this nonsense cryptic shit will have to do for the time being. No idea why I am sounding so emo right now because when I started writing this post my mood was pretty upbeat. I guess blogging this type of posts always put me into a slightly melancholic mood. *shrugs*
I will now leave you with a photo that I think is quite apt for the mood of this post. Till next time then, ciao!
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