Long overdue

*Background music on*
My mum decided to shift in to do her work in the same room and me... and me playing the "good boy", shall not have my final game before I sleep...

*after scrolling through facebook*

Some friends have commented on my lacklustre performance in the blogging community. I would correct them, reminding them that I have NOT blogged at all. The very most I probably did is to THINK about blogging, but that doesn't constitute any contribution right?

So, many things have happened in this few months.
For some, practical work/internship takes precedence and hence more money to spend and some work experience to accrue. I applaud your decision (even if its forced for some of you, thank yourself for "being forced to work").
For others, some travelling and overseas exposure. Good too, at least you are now more aware of around the world unlike those who are still in Singapore. You have seen some of the world, which is always good.

And for me... happily waiting for my surgery to take place... and it did take place!

So now I am waiting for my arm to recover fully, such that my arm does not overwhelmingly attract my mother's attention. I want to get back to my sports, I want to get back sweating in the sun, and I want to be able to use both hands with equal ease and dexterity and not having to raise my left hand like some statue of liberty while showering.

Maybe I am really stubborn, but the doctors have clarified that there is no dietary restrictions for me. Yet my parents still claim I cannot consume seafood and poultry, which kind of narrows down my food options by quite a bit. I still don't take cold drinks nor excessively spicy food, but I have been itching to eat chicken. Actually I can do without chicken, but I don't like having this loss of choice to eat chicken. Nevertheless, I still waited for 1 week, and will probably wait another week before I sink my fangs into the avian species - or at least after I remove my stitches!

A few people visited me, or "called me out". And I thank them for being so kind! I have never known how to entertain people, and although I like to be visited, I find myself cringing in anguish trying to think of something for my visitor to do. Like trying to start random conversations. But I just can't seem to really do it.



Didn't really accomplish much. Part of me wished I never had broken my arm so I would be in a middle of a job and feeling much more self-worth. It's really weird when I am so free and am spending all my time playing games. Like c'mon, my motivation levels to do anything beyond gaming has plummeted? At least I am picking up watching videos - yes documentaries or some short clips of science. I'm still interested in science-y, nerdy stuff, but hey that's me! I grew up reading about science so why should I stop? Just that all these 'science' will not significantly contribute to my future job, at least I think they don't.
But then again, holidays are meant to unwind and relax?
I think I have some competitive drive in me, that's always comparing between people and me. I don't normally show it (or maybe I do often but I am unaware of). But this flares up more when I am alone and having my own introspection. Advantageous because it keeps me going, gives me the drive to do things, but certainly not beneficial when the drive turns the other way round and becomes a "kevin-you-just-suck" in your face kind of thing.


Then again, I did a couple of things which probably won't appear in a CV or that my future employer wouldn't bother. But at least for my own personal experience, I have never regretted doing whatever I have done, which can be quite.. "astounding"?

1. I took a 3 day course in drums. I will never forget this! I really enjoyed it and want to continue, but the course fee is expensive... and now I can't really play drums without screwing my left wrist.
2. I worked for free for 2 weeks in a kitchen. Although I have kind of forgotten whatever I learnt, but it did open my eyes up to different profiles of people. And I learnt that the Westerners children grow up REALLY FAST!
3. Took a refresher course for driving by driving up to Malaysia. Once you can drive in Malaysian highways, Singapore roads become simple streets to you.
4. Worked on my gaming skills in League of Legends. Still far from being very good, I am at least playing and learning at the same time. I have become more aggressive in improving my skills, such as watching more replays and reading up more guides rather than mindlessly playing each game.

Yep! Sounds fun right my holidays?
Well I think it sure is. Fun. Productive? Maybe no...

But that's what school is for isn't it?
Some of you might probably know it, but I am probably a weird person as I am eagerly waiting for school! Partially because I like mugging, gives me this directional pole for me to follow. At least now I know I have to mug and score well, rather than mindlessly existing in my house. But mostly because I get to meet my friends again.
Will think about my "resolutions" for this coming year, and of course shall "promise" to abide by it. But generally, whatever projects that I am in I shall push for earlier completion rather than the trademark last minute rushing that every student in Singapore will face. And of course, more constant revision. Summary: more consistent work, less last minute.

So here you go. Kevin Seng, your classmate, eagerly waiting to see your face. Of course he might probably see your face and end up doing his own thing, but no worries, at least he has seen your face and know that all is well with you. He's just that kind of person. He doesn't foresee him expanding on whatever existing friendly relationship he has. Holidays are time where friendships either grow stronger, or will die faster. 

Heal or zeal?

Tried squeezing a stress ball with my left hand. As expected, I managed that Herculean task after much struggle. I stared at that nondescript, innocent looking ball, which seemed to symbolise the actual weakness plaguing that hand - or is it I am thinking too much?

Am I too aggressive in my healing, expecting myself to heal much faster than expected? Or am I not doing enough exercise to strengthen and regain back my strength?

Sometimes I am really frustrated at myself. Am I doing harm? Or have I tried enough? Don't get me wrong, I am not morose about getting the fracture. In fact I do not regret it, I see it as purely an accident.

However, I am quite worried about its implications. It is like, you are given a situation and you have to handle this situation. So what are the options do you have? What are the choices do you have? Should I show how strong I am and risk re-injury? Or should I be passive to "heal" faster - but being passive means I will be socially less active! What a dilemma.

And then there's that wart on my leg...

Damn my uni....

Occupational Therapy

Came back from a session of occupational therapy. First thing I noticed when I went in there: there was a predominance of females - as in therapists, not patients. It seems as though the "fairer" sex has a predilection for occupational therapy; based on what I heard though males prefer to go for physiotherapy - I have no inkling what the reason is.

Anyway, this is the first session that foreshadows the routine I will undertake in the months to come. I hope it does not adversely affect my university life (social and academic); I might miss events or regular outings. I might be thinking and extrapolating too much, but I really do not want to have the same kind of social life in university as I did have in primary school through junior college - mainly temporary, transient and practical relationships. This explains why I am more active in social gatherings and trying to reverse the trend and at least communicate with my friends more - so our relationships do not just exist as "schoolmates" or "classmates" but rather "friends".

My left arm is moulting! Well it has yet to actually touch soap and water since Thursday so the grime and dirt on it would still linger there. Even though I regularly wipe any exposed area on my left arm, it is insufficient to exfoliate the skin and hence the build up seems to be showing itself. I shall pamper my left arm once it is cleared for shower (:

Well my arm is healing. Thanks to those who have consistently asked for the progress of my healing. Not many people, but I am comforted that at least people still follow up. That's one thing that is undervalued and overlooked - consistency. Shall get to that point in another post.

Thanks for reading!