..and speaking of

..dolphins.


i just thought i want to share this...






...lets help save the dolphins.


*from elephants,to dolphins..i wonder,what i'll talk about next..* :-)

wanted: japanese food partner

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my usual fare..veggie rice,prawn tempura, salmon sashimi, salmon sushi, chicken katsu.x


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there is no denying, i am a japanese food addict.

i love it, but my husband is averse to it. (he only eats tempura and chicken katsu).

japanese food and dining is such a social experience (intimate spaces/sharing cubicles,etc), that its alot better (and tastes better too) when eaten with someone.

when my sister was here, we made a point we'd eat japanese food once a week. (no fail!,lol).

but now that she's not here, i am relegated to eating on my own again.

and its not as fun.

i eat and scurry away quickly because most often than not, i just go in, to satisfy my craving.

and not only does it make crave for it more. but crave for the company of sis as well.


so the word's out: japanese resto-hopping partner position available.

applicants are welcome to send in their CV's (preferrably in bento boxes).

the more,the merrier.

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new year, new challenge

My placement educator,Louise, has been emailing me when i was in cebu. She was updating me on which placement i was getting for the new year that will help towards my hours of internship to complete my degree.

When i got the word from her that i was going to be assigned in a prison hall (a very popular one in the country) to do my placement, i was a little bit frazzled. One of the things i specifically asked them that im not keen to do, is a placement in prison (im scared of the aggressiveness of prison inmates. Adrian said i watched too many "Bad Girls" episode,LOL).

Succeeding emails with her, she said, that i was the one HIGHLY RECOMMENDED by our course director (our equivalent of DEAN) in the university,i felt, i needed to say 'yes'.


but truth be told, i am still nervous. flattered, but nervous.


when i got back to the UK, i spoke with my placement educator on the phone, and she said how 'all praises' the Dean was about me, and that when this placement came up to their list, the first name the dean said was my name.


I told Louise, that's very flattering, unless of course the Dean thinks i should be put in prison, i have all the reason to be highly honored.

Louise went on to explain that this placement is the hardest out of the roster this year. Apart from this placement is unique in its own sense, this placement is a ROLE EMERGING placement.

Louise said, the very reason F, the Dean, thought of me was because, a role emerging placement means the OT practiitioner has to make the OT model in the prison, and that I would have to evidence why there is a need for Occupational Therapy in the prison.


Dang.

If anything could make you sweat in the middle of winter, are words from people who will give you your grades and pressure you into something you find too daunting.

She ended our phone conversation by giving me a rundown of the responsibilities i needed to go through and a brief background of the prison.

One word: yaiks!


Tomorrow is the start of this new journey into 'knowing myself more' whether i could hack it.

You will know soon. I will be pouring my heart (and guts) in here, whether i'd love it or hate it.


Watch this space.

i just remembered...

Picked up by my friend Eve, in her daughter's car one summer night to a girly outing, and i commented(whined) about how 'fat'/'oveweight' i was.

Claire, Eve's daughter (who is fabu-loptuous,in her own way), snapped back:
"Ragen, there's no use whining and complaining about it. Do something about it, instead of complaining".

I said, "but im too lazy".


"Stop complaining then. If you cant face up to the fact that you are a little over your desired weight, exercise, or diet. If you wont, then stop yapping about it!".

Well, Claire talks like that, blunt and honest, esp to us, her mom's closest.


She is right.


The very reason i stopped complaining that i am overweight, and 'heavy' since then (ok,save the occasional whining from time to time to my closest) was because of that conversation in her car...

I know why i am fat. There's no reason why i question the gods 'why?'.. It is not because i eat air for dinner. It is because i love my food, and i dont exercise much.

Period. =)



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I mention how big i am in most conversations, or if there is a situation that calls for it, to save the other person having to describe me, painstakingly, looking for the most politically correct term for the word "fat".


I suppose, the point of this entry is, if you feel you are fat, then yes, diet, and exercise. If you're too lazy to do so (like me), shut your gob up and accept the reality that my dear, you are fat. and there's no two ways about it...


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i humor myself most of the time, because i cant be angry at every single person who instinctively calls me such.


i have long given up my sensitivity of being called 'fat' or described as that.

and i think its time you do too.





sheep meat has high fat content...just like mine,LOL