Humans. Are really very weird sometimes. That day on my way to buy lunch, this middle-aged man approached me. "Xiao mei mei!" I thought he wanted to ask for directions so i stopped. "Ni hen piao liang leh. Ni zhi dao ni hen piao liang ma?" Without thinking i gave him a "You're crazy" look and turned to walk away. "Xiao mei mei bu yao zou! Blabla." Subsequently i found out he was selling tickets for orphaned/abused children. I didn't really trust that this man was really volunteering for their fundraising. The voice inside me told me he was most probably earning commission. "I'm sorry, i dont have money with me." (Which was true, i only had my boss's lunch money) His reaction was disturbing. He actually folded his arms and whined, "Wo bu yao gen ni hao le". Ohmygosh.

That day i was hit by one of my dizzy spells. After finishing work, my world was still spinning around. The lights were really bright and i couldn't focus, felt like puking and fainting simultaneously. I laid on the table for 5 mins or so, then forced myself to make the trip home. Silly right, i should have taken a cab but i didn't think of it then. Anyways, on the train i was praying for a seat. There wasn't a seat at first so i just stood in front of the seats and leant my head on the metal pole. When i next opened my eyes there was a seat in front of me, but this man happily squirmed his way in before my brain could command my limbs to move. The next time i opened my eyes a few stations later, there was another seat a few seats away and noone was heading towards it. I made my way there, only to be shoved back by an auntie, who merely muttered "sorry" and placed her butt promptly on the coveted seat. Fine. As i continued to stand there, i suddenly thought how mean these people are.

I was suddenly reminded of a time when i was playing badminton with Spike, Martin and his friends. And there was an unbooked court that some guys were playing at. I very naively said, "Nvm, i'd just go and ask them if we can play instead. I'm sure they will let us play on the account that we're girls." To which Martin replied, "You think they will be so nice? Jenn, not everywhere u go people will be nice to u cos u're a girl know." He was right. I couldn't remember if we did approach them afterall, but i know they didnt give in to us. I guess i grew up very blessed, people around me have always been very nice, even strangers, and things i lose always come back to me in the most miraculous ways. I ever had taxi drivers charge me half price, bus driver driving me (alone) to a bus stop cos i missed my stop, a guy giving up his seat for me cos i looked very tired, Bangladesh guy who came to my house to return my wallet which i dropped at Outram Park in the middle of the night, etc.

I remember when i was young my birthday wish used to be "World Peace" and i always believed that there were more good people than bad people in this world. But slowly, i'm starting to see more and more evil in mankind. Of course this is a very minor example, but little things matter to me. Especially when i'm sick.

Anyways, i was burning with resentment towards the guy sitting in front of me. Not so much the aunty, i guess cos i have the mindset that guys should be gentlemanly. In that moment, i indulged myself in a little fantasy where i couldn't hold my nauseousness any longer. Without warning, i retched all over the man. Ohh, the shock and horror on his face. The delightful smirk in my heart. But of course, my face would appear apologetic, and in between mouthfuls of vomit, i would choke out the words, "I'm..sorry", not meaning a word of it.

Beyond these thoughts swirling in my mind, i actually pretended to almost vomit in front of him. He looked uncomfortable, a little afraid, but didn't do anything. I thought it served him right. But later on, when some sense knocked back into me, i realised i couldn't really do it. If i really had to vomit, i would not aim at him. Haha. I hate vomit. Each time i retch i'm so disgusted at my vomit that i would vomit again. I was reminded of a phrase God gave to me some years back. "Revenge is sweet, but forgiveness is sweeter".

My dentist has given me a new homework. I'm supposed to floss my teeth after every meal. Still struggling to get the hang of it, it's hard to get the teeth at the back, sometimes there's the sensation of sticking-your-finger-in-your-throat and i feel like puking. Haha.

Thank God i didn't have to fill or pluck any teeth in the end. She even did an X-ray for me. I'm really very very thankful for my teeth, i love them. Speaking of which, Odi was telling me her son's first milk tooth just dropped, and she realised that milk teeth are hollow. I thought aloud, "I wonder if all my milk teeth have fallen off?" To which Odi and ML exclaimed, "Of course!" But it's weird huh. I mean, do u remember dropping some 20 teeth in your childhood? I don't. Quite lugi huh, if you didn't shed your milk teeth then and are stuck with hollow teeth for the rest of your life.

Anyways, the dentist said all 4 of my wisdom teeth have already grown out. Mann i didn't even realise! Apparently there's enough space in my mouth for all my teeth to live together in harmony. =)