20140227

Clar's 21st Birthday

The 17th of February was Clar's birthday! Since our first quarter final was the day after, we didn't really celebrate on the day... but we made up for it by having dinner the following Thursday (when we were all recovered from our all-nighters). The girls and I planned a small surprise in studio though. In this entry are some very ugly photos of me, featuring my all-nighter face and unwashed hair. *sigh* Why must Clar's birthday be at such a critical time that I don't have the motivation to look halfway decent for photos that are going to be permanent?
























Had the best cake ever! Well, it wasn't really a cake, more like a cheese tart from Eric Kayser? There were two flavours, raspberry and apple, I think! It was super delicious. I normally freakin' hate cheese but I gobbled the cheese tart up. Maybe cos the fruit toppings sort of covers the majority of the cheesy taste? Either way, I'm glad we had Eric Kayser and not Starbucks from downstairs, which was what we'd originally planned to get because we were tight on time with design and all.

On Thursday, after our history workshop at school, we went to Nha Trang to have dinner!




It was Clar who chose to eat at Nha Trang because she is basically in love with that place, haha. She always goes there! Sort of like me and Outback, I guess... I wouldn't mind having my birthday meal in Outback actually :P We went to the Central branch and I'd heard many stories about it always being full and that there is a constant line up of customers outside waiting for seats at anytime. We arrived at 6:15PM (they open at 6PM) because they don't allow reservations and we didn't want to queue up.

As soon as we got into the restaurant, the staff was rather rude in my opinion, telling us that we had to leave by 7PM. We were like WTF cos that meant we only had forty-five minutes to settle down, look at the menu, order, wait for our food to arrive, then actually eat. We were saying how if it's that stressful to eat, then we'd rather eat elsewhere. =.=

We stayed in Nha Trang though, and the food actually arrived within five minutes of us ordering? I don't know if it's fresh... I mean how could the chefs whip up so many dishes in such a short space of time? Anyway we actually finished eating before 7PM so we fulfilled the staff's stupid wishes.

The food itself was good, I think better than any other Vietnamese restaurant I've dined at in Hong Kong and it was not expensive, but I wouldn't say it was that good? I guess the general public tends to differ though cos when we left at 7PM there was a huge queue lining up outside, true to the rumours!

I honestly think it's just the hype though. Good marketing and great word-of-mouth reviews. I wouldn't line up for it myself.


Afterwards, Hank joined us at Holly Brown for ice cream. Then we went to Taj Bar & Restaurant for drinks and shisha, both of which I didn't have. I left early as well because as you all know, drinking and clubbing aren't really my thing, haha. T'was a good night! And happy birthday once again to my lovely friend Clarissa, even though she won't be reading this! ♡


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20140225

Valentine's Day 2014

Had a very "hea" Valentine's Day with Jason this year! I had my wisdom teeth stitches removed just the day before Valentine's Day and I still couldn't really eat properly. Initially Jason wanted to book this café which I wanted to try, but in the end I told him not to because not only was it quite expensive, I wasn't sure if I could even eat the damn food there... we settled for cheap cheap Gyu-jin in the end, LOL. And we booked the place for 7PM one day before, how last minute. All the bookings were full for Causeway Bay (okay no shit) so we had to book Tsim Sha Tsui! And it was crowded as fuck there!




























Macaron flavours we chose: caramel with salted butter, pistachio, and chocolate coffee. No flowers this Valentine's Day, no nothing. Just dinner and macarons! Which is good enough for me, I just wanted to get home early so I could eat my fruits (I could fit fruits in after everything that night!) and be all warm and cozy with my heater, haha.


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20140219

All Four Wisdom Teeth Out at Once!


Hey guys! You probably didn't know because I've only mentioned it once in passing but I had all four of my wisdom teeth removed at once two weeks ago! Yes, that's right - ALL FOUR AT ONCE. People consider suicide (I say this in a joking manner, of course) with getting one taken out cos your face swells up so much, you bruise all over your jaw and you can't eat normal food... but I had to endure all that pain times FOUR!

It's been one heck of a week and a half.

I was supposed to do this surgery back in October last year. The date was set and all but HKU Architecture had to mess everything up (what's new?). They scheduled a two-day, one-night field trip to China for some factory visits BANG right during my surgery. Lameeee!! I know some classmates actually skipped the trip and obviously I could've done so too because my reason is pretty legitimate, I mean this kind of major surgery is really hard to re-schedule in government hospitals. I had to book my appointment like three years ago.

But just a month before the field trip I had chickenpox which made me miss a week of school already, and I didn't think it would be too great if I missed another school-related activity, even if it was for health reasons...

Man I'm such a good student?!


Before the surgery:

Woke up and got to the hospital by 8AM cos my surgery was supposedly scheduled for 11:30AM. Met the doctor, went through some medical details, saw the anaesthetist, etc etc... you know the drill with surgeries. Actually you may not, but I'm not bothered to go into more details haha.

I was really concerned about the anaesthesia because although I wasn't going under general anaesthesia, I was going with local anaesthesia and intravenous sedation. And if you're aware of my health at the moment, it's not that good and I'm really underweight (don't even try to guess). I was really worried that my body may not be able to take the extra drugs?!

The nurses and anaesthetist were really nice and explained everything to me, well I suppose they do determine the dosage by your weight and body measurements so it's specific to you. I felt the staff was a little inchy about my condition though... they were all, "well obviously if you're so underweight, you're gonna run into many problems, and not just health related ones too." Duh. But then again, I don't expected anyone to understand so I didn't take it personally.


Me on my bed! It was really, really cold and I was super sleepy from waking up at 6AM so I actually pulled the blankets over me and went to sleep until 11AM... =.= After that I just kept waiting... and waiting... and waiting... past 11:30AM (my supposed surgery time), past 12PM, past 12:30PM, past 1PM...

Omg I was getting really impatient and pissed at this point. I felt too cold to sit up again so I could only lie down inside my blankets like a dead corpse. And even though my phone had internet connection, I didn't feel like scrolling through Facebook or Instagram or whatnot. I ended up reading my ebooks on my PDF reader in my iphone (which is what I always do when I'm bored, actually, I love it!)

At around 1:30PM it was finally my turn to undergo surgery, goodness knows why the two patients before me took so fucking long? I changed into my surgery gown and was wheeled down to the operation rooms. Really reminded me of my colonoscopy surgery back in summer!


During the surgery:

It was kinda awkward cos I had to unbutton my hospital gown, which was already really loose and revealing on me, so I was more or less naked with a piece of cloth over me. And most of the doctors were male, okay! I was so embarrassed LOL. Although tbh at that point I didn't really care cos I was nervous as fuck, I was so damn worried about the anaesthesia and my weight.

To get the anaesthesia in they had to get into my bloodstream first, which means, NEEDLES! Aka my worst nightmare because if you've been following me you'd know that I have huge problems with drawing blood for blood tests cos I'm so underweight. I didn't think it would be so serious that they had to jab me a total of like SIX TIMES before they could get into my bloodstream!

It was so nerve wracking as well, the doctors jabbed me once, couldn't get in. Twice, couldn't get in. Then they were like, "don't be nervous, don't be nervous... it'll hurt a little bit!" And obviously that just made me more nervous cos they were starting to bark instructions at me like, "hold your hands into a fist! Tighter!"

I was still very conscious (obviously) and I could hear them muttering to each other. "Hmm... can't get a vein. Why is it so thin? Oh I've lost it. Hold her hand here." etc etc

And everything they said just made me panic even more LOL.

In the end they gave up trying to enter the bloodstream from the back of my wrists (the jabs there are so fucking painful by the way, and I'm still bruised there right now even though it's been more than a week) and moved up to my arms. Luckily after a few more jabs, they successfully got the needle in!

I was like, "FINALLY!"

And the doctors replied, "yes... remember to eat more!"

And I said, "真係好感動啊..." (which means "I'm really fucking emotional/touched")

I heard the whole team of doctors, nurses, anaesthetists, etc etc laughing, which made me laugh too because the worst part for me, the needles, was over. They put this gas tube up my nose and I could smell the gas coming out and into me and I just found what I'd replied funnier and funnier LOL. I remember thinking, "damn, I'm fucking witty!"

Then I lost consciousness laughing like a maniac. Wtf.


After the surgery:

When I regained consciousness after the procedure, I was wheeled back to my ward and my bed. I was pretty drowsy at this point and it took me half an hour to recover from the sedation. The above selfie was taken when the nurse gave me back my iphone. Look at my disgusting skin without BB cream... argh the patches and my eyebags! And my tiny eyes lol. Anyway I took more selfies and sent them to my Dad, and in some of them I looked so bad I began laughing to myself again...

The nurses probably thought I was crazy? I was taking pictures of myself, half drugged up, then looking at them and laughing...

It took me four more hours to completely recover and at that time, as the anaesthesia wore off, my jaw got more and more painful. And I kept spitting out blood, it was HORRIBLE! I was really cold again so I stayed nestled up in the blankets but although my body was inactive and dead, my mind was really bored and frustrated and I just wanted to leave the hospital and get on with my life.

I had nothing to do cos I wasn't allowed to leave until I'd had something to eat, but I was bleeding so much and I didn't feel like moving physically at ALL so I remained stuck in my bed until 6:30PM. It was the worse four hours of my life, I was in pain and I kept spitting out blood and my mind was screaming at me cos I was so bored.

When my iphone ran out of battery, meaning that I couldn't read my ebook anymore, I lost it and began crying. One of the side effects of the surgery medication was mild depression, so once I began crying, I couldn't STOP crying... I was so worried about the time I was wasting cos I wasn't working and I had to go back to school in two days. :(

Eventually my Dad came to pick me up and I had some plain congee and we FINALLY left.




Recovery:

Got home and immediately felt so much better! We stopped by Parknshop on the way home and I bought some baby food, just because I've always wanted to try it and now I finally have a legitimate excuse HAHA!

I eat a huge amount of fruits, I can eat up to more than 10 portions a day (usually I only eat 8 portions a day, which is still too much, but whatever), but with my poor jaw, I couldn't eat my favourite fruits anymore... so I bought baby food as a substitute because they're just fruits in mush form!

I would say the real thing tastes better though. I can't binge on baby food like I do with fruits, simply because the taste is a little too acidic which made me kinda nauseous after a while. Dunno if this is a good or bad thing actually, that I can't binge, haha. Why do people go on the baby fruit diet when they could just eat real fruits and it's the same damn thing / tastier / less expensive?!

I was still hungry so I had some yoghurt and steamed egg that night too.










Writing thank you notes to the team of doctors and nurses! Got these little cards a while back and they're finally coming in handy :) They're so cute as well! The pig one was perfect cos it also reflected Chinese New Year haha, I think I had my surgery on the fifth or sixth day of CNY?


My first meal the next day... so sad wtf. Tofu and egg in tiny ass amounts cos everything hurt. Basically I only swallowed the food up, I couldn't even taste anything and it was all so bland...


But over the next few days, I upgraded to FISH! And super cooked melons that I could just swallow. That's a whole salmon fillet btw. I found that eating fish was totally possible, so if you're worried about not getting enough protein after your surgery, fish is the way to go. I've been eating fish every fucking meal since my surgery... I've tried every type of fish I swear, I eat steaks and fillets and whole fishes from the wet market that my mum cooks Chinese style. And of course I eat my eggs and tofu and melons and congee.

By the third day or so I could even eat rice. So I ditched the congee and had rice instead. I had to be really careful that the food didn't fall into the little holes where my wisdom teeth used to be though!




Oh, and I stopped having baby food after two to three days. I was SICK of it! I wanted real fruits! But I couldn't really eat my favourite oranges or apples or snow pears so my Dad especially went out to get softer fruits like papaya and kiwi and persimmons... all of which I inhaled in a day. The fruits you see in the pictures above? I can finish everything in two and a half days... I'm crazily unhealthy when it comes to fruits LOL.

Cos I felt like I wasn't gaining any weight during the initial week of recovery, I ate one giant papaya a day as a snack. And this is not including other fruits. Wtf.

Swelling and bruising:

I didn't skip school at all despite my ugly face but I did wear a mask outside. I showed my friends and tutor my new bloated look though and everyone couldn't stop loling. Clar commented that I didn't look TOO abnormal because I have a very small thin face naturally, so being bloated only made me look like a normal girl.

I disagree! I was swollen in the wrong places! I wasn't swollen on my upper face, instead I was puffed out at my jaw area which took away my lovely V-line jaw and made me look like Buzz Lightyear... I REALLY LOOKED LIKE BUZZ LIGHTYEAR GUYS!


Derp.

I'm not going to show you a picture of me with my swollen face, sorry! I do have selfies of myself but they're not for sharing haha. I didn't even dare Snapchat anyone, not even for one second, cos I was so scared someone might use the photos to blackmail me some day. Just take it that I looked fugly, ok!

The swelling took one week to completely heal but the bruising took an extra half week - at least. Bruising was something I had not expected, btw! Starting from like the third day of recovery my jaw was multicoloured. Green, yellow, purple, blue... it looked so bad with the swelling as well.

Overall:

Overall it took one week and a half for my face to de-swell and almost two weeks for the bruises to disappear and for me to eat properly again. Oh and the stitches were removed one week after the surgery!

Actually... I still can't eat properly. Because there is a huge hole where my left bottom wisdom tooth used to be and food keeps getting stuck inside. It's suppose to close by itself over time as new gums grow but I'm not even joking when I say tons of shit get stuck inside. I have to literally pick pieces of food out from the hole with a toothpick because they won't wash away even if I gargle my mouth. It's so disgusting! I've had pieces of fish, chicken, broccoli, veggies in general, fruit, fruit skin etc stuck inside the hole. It makes me feel like puking my meals out when I pick the food out at the end of the day.


Ending the post with the babies that gave me hell. There are five because the last two are in halves, cos my bottom wisdom teeth were both impacted and close to the nerves. So I think the doctor had to smash one of them to get it out.

Someone asked me why the roots are gone when I uploaded this picture onto Instagram. The answer is... I have no idea LOL. They probably just broke off and the dentist didn't bother giving the pieces back to me. I know I was in top hands during the surgery though!

Oh and one last fun fact: I already had four pre-molars pulled out when I got my braces back in 2009, so overall I've had eight big teeth removed. And there is still not enough space inside my mouth. My teeth are waaay too big and my face is waaay too small. LOL.


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20140213

Chickenpox at 20 Years Old

Warning: Backdated event from September 2013!

I actually did a draft on this post back when I had chickenpox last year in September, but I deleted the draft because in the end I decided I couldn't be bothered to finish with the post. But I'm about to write a post on my wisdom teeth removal surgery (all four out at once - wtf!) that took place last Wednesday and I couldn't stand the thought of the health tag having one less entry... LOL... man I'm so anal. So I'm gonna quickly write about my experience with getting chickenpox at 20 years old!


The thing with surgeries is: they make you so ugly. They make you so ugly physically and mentally and emotionally. So I didn't take any pictures of myself cos I just felt so disgusting the whole week and a half! Wait I lied... I do have pictures of myself, just not of my face, but my body... in a bikini top... ha ha but I'm not sure if I should upload those? They seem a bit too, um, revealing. To be posted online, I mean.

I blogged about how I discovered that I actually had chickenpox in this post, so read it if you haven't already! Since this was back in September, I'm gonna just post snippets from my diary that I write in daily. :) And yes, I do journal everyday! It's IRL of course, so I can draw and stick pictures and business cards of places I eat at and stuff inside. I actually wrote in it everyday in 2013 without fail. I'll show you guys in another entry!

Day 1: The night I first suspected myself of having chickenpox was the night I celebrated Jason's birthday with him (one week late, may I add). The past few days I'd already spotted a really weird pimple-like lump on my chest, which I'd scratched and consequently, burst. I remember showering and looking at it and realising that it wasn't a pimple because it didn't react in the way pimples did when they burst haha. In fact it looked more like a blister. But what really made me suspect that it was chickenpox was that I'd noticed a few more similar bumps appearing on my body! So I told my parents and they took a look at the bumps and concluded that it probably was chickenpox, and told me that we'd go to the doctor's the next day to check up.

Day 2: The second day of my chickenpox was my Mum's birthday. I've already blogged about going to the doctor's with her on the morning of her birthday (sorry!), then secretly getting a cake whilst sweating and sweating in discomfort. Anyway I was put officially on house arrest for a week that day. Felt very pissed off all day because I was really into running then and I couldn't go running anymore! (Apparently excessive exercise delays the healing process)

Day 3: Emailed my tutor and teachers and told them about my situation. Thought about how bullshit this virus was. Ulcers forming inside my mouth. Couldn't sleep at night. Sweated like a bitch. Itched everywhere and looked like a hormonal teenager (words from my journal haha).

Day 4: Wasn't supposed to the leave the house but I had a doctor's appointment in Tang Shiu Kin Hospital so I went anyway, at the risk of spreading it to everyone in proximity. At that point I didn't really care though cos I was (am) a selfish bitch and I was really bitter about the bitchass who passed the virus on to me in the first place.

Day 5: Was sick of eating homecooked food so Dad drove me to buy takeaway from restaurants outside. But that's off topic, that day my chickenpox wasn't getting worse anymore! It wasn't getting any better, but the worsening stopped.

Day 6: I just realised my "house arrest" wasn't actually house arrest because I actually went out for a bit everyday, haha. I went to see the psychologist at QM Hospital that day. Chickenpox was finally beginning to clear up so I could actually sit face-to-face with someone other than my parents and not feel super disgusting (but I still felt pretty gross).

Day 7: My first day back to school even though it wasn't recommended by my doctor - but it was the first quarter review and I could not miss that or I knew I'd fall behind.

Day 8: My chickenpox had passed! Well not exactly passed, but no new pox were popping up and the ulcers in my mouth were disappearing (finally). I still had deep scars all over my face and body though and those went on to take around two weeks to completely scab over.

Overall: I wouldn't say my chickenpox was super bad, it was madly uncomfortable but bearable. Maybe I had it good? I had iron-clad self control with not scratching the pox because I didn't want to scar. I would say the worst days were days two and three, with day four following closely behind. It was really hot in Hong Kong that time as well so I was itchy and sweaty and had to have the aircon on. In terms of medication, I took antibiotics and had to wash my mouth with mouthwash every night cos I had really bad ulcers... and a whole bunch of other pills. The worst part about my chickenpox experience was being trapped at home (so boring) and being unable to go to school because I fell pretty behind with schoolwork. Grateful I got the virus in September and not closer to the date of my final though!


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20140210

Café Deadend & Portobello

Finally met up with my lovely SIS girls who go to HKU, but since we all study different subjects, we pretty much... never see each other. Haha. I was supposed to meet up with them like two weeks ago and we'd all agreed on meeting at Café Loisl but when I got there, it turns out the girls couldn't locate the café so they went to another one. =.= I was so cold after TONS of walking to Café Loisl all the way from Caine Road so I just ended up walking to school in the end. How fail! I actually basically walked from Central all the way to HKU... can I have a round of applause?

But anyway we managed to have a successful meet up this time! Never mind the fact that we decided to meet at 12:30 but ended up meeting at 2:30... typical. But at least we all arrived at our intended location, Café Deadend!

Photos! Mostly of the food because it was all so pretty! And hella expensive so to milk my money's worth, I better snap more pictures. Plus the tables and the cutlery were so photogenic and the colours complimented each other so well :)


























It was sooo cold that day! Like it was warm all Chinese New Year, but for a few days I didn't leave my house, then suddenly the day I decide to step outside it turned so cold! Café Deadend was outdoors as well, arghhh, couldn't even remove my jacket to eat, which was slightly uncomfortable. We debated on getting dessert at the café after lunch but for some reason we didn't in the end. Oh right, the reason was because it was too cold LOL and I wanted to go somewhere with WALLS. We walked all the way to Soho and ended up at Portobello with their bomb-ass cakes!


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