Silly Dada

Today someone very ghey kiang...

He wanted to cook Bak Kut Teh Soup.
I was very excited and my whole mouth was kinda watering.
I went to shower while waiting for the soup in anticipation.
After showering, he came over and asked me if
he should cut open the bak kut teh pouches.

Kay reads the instructions on the bak kut teh packet
it didn't say if the pouch must be cut or just put in as a whole
Then Kay tries to think over the times when she cooked
Bak Kut Teh...
So Kay advices darling that he shouldn't cut the pouch first
but immerse the pouch in the boiling water.

Somehow darling stubbornly refuses to listen
despite asking for advice. =.="
Then he go CUT the pouch and pour the powder in the soup.

Of course the soup became powdery and very bitter.
Then it became hard to drink cos of the powdery substance
that will stick to your tongue if u sip it.

Oh wellz, darling was disappointed with his soup
Then I asked where's the 2nd pouch which he didn't cut,
so I thought we can cook with the 2nd pouch instead.
Well...
darling said he threw it away...O.O

So that's the end of our Bak Kut Teh soup.
as the hokkien saying goes "kiang tu hor, mai ghey kiang"
(smart can already, dun try to further act smart =S, it's kinda weird translating to english)

It's ok dada, I love you.
We cook the soup again ok?
LOL
bombed by meowmeow at 4:58 PM  0 remarks

Spirit of Australia!!!Wooo!!!Yea!!! That's the spirit of Australia!

does that look like half a map of Australia?
oops my physical geography is bad cos I never took
physical geography my whole life...
I only took human geography.


(I think the photographer did a fantastic job in taking this picture.
It has the crack and then "Spirit of Australia"! lol)


Anywayz back to the topic,
what a beautiful crack on Qantas airways,
that send the plane landing in Manila.
This is probably one of the reasons why
I will never ever take a Qantas flight.


My experience with Qantas:
1) the seats are hard and small, gives you back ache and neck ache after a long flight
2) the service on flight is super bad, cos they only treat the locals really well, and look at other internationals like we can't speak english properly.
3) the tv/game screen doesn't work 5% of the time and gets stuck 10% of the time (I think)
4) during one of my flights from Singapore to Brisbane, there was such strong turbulence that I thought the Qantas plane was going to crash, cos the plane was basically dipping up and down like a roller coaster ride, with the lights blinking on and off. this is the first time I have ever experience this on a plane after flying around for 19 years of my life (at that time).
5) most ang mos take that flight, and for some reason I am always squash in between two big fat ang mos although I always ask for aisle seat (but it's always not available) ... can't breathe and can't get out of my seat for the 7.5 hours flight
6) the news on the qantas plane having this crack... wow...


I guess I will never ever take a Qantas flight ever again, no matter how fully booked the air tickets on other airline companies are.
bombed by meowmeow at 11:13 PM  0 remarks

The Chaser Movie?
I just watched "The Chaser". It's this psychotic korean film and somehow the whole movie annoys me. ARRGHGHGHG!
Watch it guys watch it... it's on www.crunchyroll.com

Somehow they are mocking the Korean police / justice system quite badly.
Although the director of the movie didn't do it directly but most of the
actions in the movie shows it all.

In conclusion : korean police / justice system (in the movie, I dunno about real life),
is corrupted, stupid, slow, lazy and ignorant. This movie is rated very well
in Korea I heard. Are the koreans also supporting the conclusion of the story that korean police / justice system is liddat?

Well there's another conclusion lar, but I guess it's kinda a wake up call to some pple out there to not be bastards.
bombed by meowmeow at 11:48 PM  0 remarks

I took up knitting and knitted my first ever knitted scarf for you
you never wore it, cos you said you didn't like the color.
I knitted a second scarf for you, this time the color of your jackets
you decided to cut it up out of anger
So I bought more knitting thread and mended the scarf
that has the cut at the side of it, then
you never wore it, cos you said u didn't like the texture.
(this is the softest knitting wool I can find in Melbourne, and it's not cheap)

I hand sewed a 16x16 inch Precious Moment cushion for you,
only to find it hidden away in your wardrobe.

I bought a huge rounded seal that looks cute
cos you told me you like rounded soft toys,
only to find it sitting hidden in your wardrobe too.

I hand made a TEE KOK personalised scrapbook for you
only to find it hidden in this red box which is high up in the cupboard.

Those paper cranes that I hand made for you,
those hand made foam flowers I hand made for you,
that christmas paper boot I hand made for you,
those rounded pink and red couple pigs I bought for you
they are just sitting on your table in Brunei
in which you don't really look at them.

Those hand made cards I hand made for you,
that hand drawn and coloured picture I gave you,
I dunno where they've gone to?

Even the personalised handphone chain with your name on it,
I bet you threw it away.

The Valentine's Day card I gave you this year
was found sitting on the floor in the corner of your wardrobe
That is why I picked it up and displayed it on your table,
so that you will look at it and remember me.
But I guess you have never realised it's there.

I think you don't have the right to scold this "Anon person" who
left a message on my blog saying you are selfish and asking me
to dump you and get a life.

But you know that no matter what,
I won't dump you and I won't get a life
Because I have already given my heart to you
and I have already dedicated my life to you.
So now I am just hoping that you will do the same back to me,
instead of just making empty promises and saying "I LOVE YOU"
Do you actually mean it?
Cos your actions really contradicts what you say.

You always say you sacrificed to come to Australia,
despite you hate Australia to the core.
You are forever using this excuse only.
Did you come to Australia in the first place cos you LOVE me?
Or was it just your emotional rashness took control
and you just wanted to come over to be with this new girl that
you've just decided to go steady with?

Was it love or was it just an act of crush / rashness
that when I reciprocated, you decided to try to fall head over heels
(trying to be) in love with me.
(in other words,
were you in love with love,
or were you in love with me?)
bombed by meowmeow at 6:12 PM  0 remarks

I STILL DUN UNDERSTAND WHY YOU CAN'T JUST
COME OUT HAVE DINNER AND GO HOME.
YOU SAY YOU VERY FULL, WHAT AN EXCUSE.
YOU ATE AT 12+pm? AND IT WAS 6.15PM WHEN I ASKED YOU OUT.
WOW!!! SINCE WHEN DID THE MIRACLE HAPPEN THAT

MR LIM TEE KOK DOES NOT GET HUNGRY? IT's BEEN 6 hours since YOU LAST ATE.THE MR LIM TEE KOK I KNOW, EAT ABOUT EVERY 4- HOURLY DURING HIS WAKING HOURS.

LUNCH, DINNER, SUPPER (1.30 - 2.30PM, 6.30-7PM, 11 - 1AM consecutively)

NO MATTER HOW MUCH HE EAT DURING THESE MEALS,

HE CAN STILL EAT AFTER ABOUT 4 HOURS.

I KNOW YOU WANNA MAPLE, YOU WANNA PIRATE PQ

STOP MAKING UP EXCUSES!

bombed by meowmeow at 5:44 PM  0 remarks

I KNOW YOU GOT LOTSA COMPLAINTS!
YOU CAN'T GET THE ELECTIVE YOU WANT,
YOUR LECTURERS ARE ASSHOLES
YOUR FRIENDS ARE SLACKERS
AUSTRALIA SUCKS
AUSTRALIANS SUCKS
THE SLANG SUCKS
YOU WANT A WII BADLY,
I KNOW IT ALL, JUST COMPLAIN AND I WILL LISTEN!

BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO SCOLD VULGARITIES AT ME,
ASK ME "GO DIE"! THEN SAY SORRY LATER
COS IT DOESN'T HELP AT ALL.
IF YOU ARE SO FRUSTRATED, YOU CAN JUST "SAY"
WHY YOU ARE FRUSTRATED, LIKE WHAT I ALWAYS DO.
I JUST SAY. YOU DON'T SEE ME SCREAMING AT YOU RIGHT?
YOU DON'T HAVE TO SCREAM AT ME
COS I AM VERY FRUSTRATED TOO. OR MAYBE I AM MORE FRUSTRATED THAN YOU!
bombed by meowmeow at 5:39 PM  0 remarks

STOP SAYING YOU LOVE ME
IF YOU LOVE TO SCOLD VULGARITIES AT ME
STOP SAYING YOU LOVE ME
WHEN YOU DON'T REALLY CARE
I am so super hungry today and I need dinner.
IT's 6.30pm and JUST BECAUSE YOU WANT TO PLAY GAMES AT HOME,
YOU ASK ME GO COME ALL THE WAY HOME AND THEN GO ALL THE
WAY OUT AGAIN TO HAVE DINNER?
ARE YOU CRAZY?
I HAD TO TEACH SINCE 8AM THIS MORNING
AND I HAVE RESEARCH TO DO OTHER THAN TEACHING
I FINALLY GET TO LEAVE UNI AT 5.45PM AND NOW YOU ARE
DOING THIS TO ME.

I ONLY HAD 1 HOUR SLEEP LAST NIGHT,
BECAUSE OF SOME INCONSIDERATE NEIGHBOUR BLASTING
THEIR MUSIC, SMOKING AND DRINKING (THE SMELL THAT SEEPS INSIDE MY APARTMENT IS UNBEARABLE).
Well actually I almost went to sleep with that blasting music
THEN YOU WOKE ME UP AT 3.15AM, and AFTER THAT I COULDN'T SLEEP
THANKS A MILLION, I DIDN'T EVEN BLAME YOUR HEAD FOR IT
AND NOW I AM JUST ASKING YOU TO COME OUT,
EAT DINNER, GO HOME!
YOU LIDDAT ALSO CANNOT!

STOP SAYING YOU LOVE ME IF YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOURSELF
AND NEVER CONSIDERED ME AS PART OF YOU
BY BEING SO UN-UNDERSTANDING AND UNCARING.
IF YOU LIDDAT, IT'S NOT LOVE OK?
COS YOU NEVER TREATED ME AS PART OF YOU
IF YOU HAD TREATED ME AS PART OF YOU,
YOU WOULD HAVE TREATED ME BETTER THAN THIS SHITTY TREATMENT!
bombed by meowmeow at 5:26 PM  0 remarks

My DADA, I shouldn't call him my DADA anymore...
MR LIM TEE KOK is super inconsiderate.
He LOVES to WAKE pple UP when they are in the semi sleep stage
then after that you will be wide awake and cannot sleep anymore
no matter how tired u are or even if you have only 5 hours sleep in the
LAST 2 DAYS!

HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND HOW TIRED AND HOW
SLEEP DEPRIVED YOU ARE. HE JUST DOES THINGS
HOWEVER HE LIKES IT.

NOT ONLY THAT
HE LOVES to WAKE pple UP in the MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
AT LIKE 3.15AM and THEN HE GOES TO SLEEP SOUNDLY
LEAVING YOU WIDE AWAKE
and YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF BED AT LIKE 6.30AM the
NEXT MORNING!
bombed by meowmeow at 5:23 PM  0 remarks

Life?

It's not fun anymore when u realised that you are quite lonely,
with no one to help with anything
no one to really talk to
no one to really play with
no one to go out with
and then u realise that life is not that easy anymore
because whatever you want to do,
there's no one to do it with you
or no one to encourage you
or no one to even help you.

Looking back on the past 2 years of my life...
so what has my leisure time really been like?
Last year used to be once a week or once a fortnight
clubbing and dinner with chiewyi and linda, tkok and prasanth
This year it's even worse...
It's mostly once a week or once a fortnight
dinner and movie with cy and tk only.
Linda's too busy with church cell group while Prasanth
disappeared. No matter how much or how hard we tried
to contact him, he never called back.

We have no idea why or what, but it seems like he doesn't
wanna be friends with us anymore?
Some people saw Cass came over to Melbourne recently
but she never called any of us out. But instead she was with
Prasanth... so are they secretly back together again?

Then I realise that I spend 1/2 my day not at home,
either at clinics looking at shrewd supervisors and pathetic patients
or at uni listening to boring lectures and isolated from everyone else
except for the international students (there are only 6 of us?)

The other 1/4 of my day, I spent sleeping...
and the other 1/4, either grocery shopping, cooking, washing
or trying to do assignments, case presentations or trying
to squeeze some time out to MAPLE.

Then suddenly, I realise what a sad life I have.
So lonely too. No fun. It's just a monotonous life that repeats
over and over again. Adding on to the depression and loneliness...

School of physiotherapy at university of melbourne decided to make
all our holidays and assignments just the opposite of the rest of the uni
so whenever the rest of the uni are having holidays we are rushing to
finish assignments or having exams.
Whenever the rest of the uni are having exams, we are having holidays.
This creates a more dramatic gap between interaction between my friend(s) and I.

It's already sad enough that there's not many coursemates
you can mix with when studying. And now you are losing friends out there
and the Uni makes all the holidays different.

The Physiotherapy Supervisors in hospitals are no help either.
They just love to be difficult and mean, making physio course really hard.
A lot of my coursemates and I... after these 2 years of clinics,
we are soooooo demotivated that we are having 2nd thoughts of being
a Physio after we graduate. Physios are not going to get paid that much
when Physios do all the manual work for patients. WTH?
The some of those sickening patients also love to make life difficult
for Physios by arguing and not doing their exercises. Then when they deteriorate in terms of physical activity, WE get the blame from other medical professionals. Well, our supervisors get the blame... then they come and blame us. =.="
bombed by meowmeow at 6:11 PM  0 remarks

Caring for a person who only cares for himself
bombed by meowmeow at 1:31 PM  0 remarks

Guys, just don't read this entry.

don't read. I am just letting off some steam. This is a fucking life. Being continuously stressed since February until now. Firstly was neuro clinics, thankfully neuro was good.

Then it was cardio. Fucking cardio with the fucking supervisor trying to make life really difficult. Go in at 8am everyday, leave at 5.30pm everyday with a maximum of 5 mins lunch break everyday. Then at the end of so much effort, she only just passed me, with not much of a reason to why I should just get a P, not an H3 or an H2.

Then came gerontology block which was suppose to be good but then got some bitch also have to make life difficult by saying stupid things like "Oh maybe u should try cerebellar testing for this patient". It's like "are you insane? the patient just fractured her hip and had a THR and u want me to do cerebellar testing? that's so out of the question" Then when u try to argue, oops not argue, when u try to reason why u are not doing cerebellar testing, she will come up with a really "good" excuse saying "oh well the patient is old and might have some cerebellar issues" =.=" what kinda excuse or reasoning is that when the patient is just pure hip problems, no cognitive or co ordination issues. She's just trying to be a bitch.

Then came theory blocks in which is suppose to be easy, go to school and sit in lectures... but NO it wasn't easy. There was like 4 assignments due around the same time with exercise class to conduct. It was like WTH. Everything thrown into your stupid face.

Then there was a week break or something but it wasn't a break cos there's first aid course so still had to go to school. After that supposedly to be a pathetic one week break, there were like 2 assignments due that week after and after.

Fuck this life right? Then there was musculo block in which I had to wake up early in the morning, take a train to Alphington and walk 30mins to Royal Talbot. It was soo tiring, and the supervisors there are weird too. They kept contradicting each other. Like one will say "try to push patients harder" while the other will say "oh let them rest more dun push too hard" zzz =.="

I was soo freaking glad that these blocks are over. And now I am hanging around in school doing teaching elective. Just started for one week now, so nothing to bitch about at the moment.

BUT BUT BUT now when I feel more stress free, the fucking Elite Real Estate has to come and fuck me up just because the stupid landlord wanted to sell this apartment suddenly. So this bitch from Elite called Annabelle Feng said she's coming EVERY SATURDAY at 11.30AM to my apartment and bring some PRCs to view this FUCKING APARTMENT.

OMG!!! MY SLEEP DAY (saturday) is GONE!!! GONE!!! I am so freaking pissed tonight and my stress tolerance is right over the fucking limit that I can just declare war on anyone who come and irritate me. And just right there's the fucking bitch Annabelle Feng there. So I purposely called her up at 1.10am (she sounded like she was sleeping) and started debating the times that she should come in on a Saturday and that she SHOULDN'T make it EVERY SATURDAY. I also wanna fuck up her sleep times, who ask her to fuck mine up first? Come on, she should let me choose timing myself, since she wants to invade into my apartment with other strangers. I HATE strangers walking in and out of my apartment and looking at whatever I own in the apartment.

What if I invade into HER apartment every Saturday morning? Will she like it? Furthermore, the last visit of Annabelle Feng and some PRCs last week... I dunno what they do cos I wasn't home. They destroyed my laundry door with their GORRILLA HANDS? Now who's going to pay for that?

ANNABELLE FENG, I am totally not sorry at all for picking on u although I know u are just doing your job. It's just that you are SO NOT DOING YOUR JOB WELL there. Think of your clients who are renting the apartment too. Don't just only concentrate on your COMMISSION in trying to SELL THIS APARTMENT.
bombed by meowmeow at 11:41 PM  0 remarks

Job Experience

realised I never wrote anything about my job experiences before ey.
Not like I have worked a lot, =P, I have only had one paid job in my whole entire life. That's in the year 2006 (from mid march to end of april I think).

I was working as a banking assistant in UOB (United Overseas Bank) from 9am to 6pm monday to friday. It was just a temporary job to earn extra money $_$ and pass my time. (felt bad to just bum around at home, like doing nothing liddat and feeding off my parents).
Sounds cool eyy... banking assistant? It's not that cool at first, I was doing those odd jobs in this big office building at Toa Payoh HUB, like photocopying and arranging documents.

Also did a bit of saleswork with Singtel UOB credit cards, have to call up those Singtel customers who applied for Singtel UOB credit cards. These customers have been screened out because their annual salary didn't comply with credit card terms so I need to call them and ask them if they wanna put deposit of cannot remember how much or they wanna cancel their application or blah blah. (man, singaporean customers are so hard to handle, so much complaints one =.=" when they didn't sincerely apply for the credit card but they just want free "was it" ipod or some blackberry phone that will come with that credit card).

Anyway, the worst was that, some customers are very "hiao" and persistent, some of them tried to poach me over to whatever their companies are to be their sales representative, and some customers kept asking me for my contact number and if I can come out for coffee... yada yada
For a moment I didn't know what to say, I can't be rude right cos I am working under UOB. All I can do is tell them "sorry I am working, and it's not proper for me to give you my contact details" =)

Some customers super smart in talking they went something like "wah UOB sales representative so unfriendly, ask out for coffee also cannot" ... it's like WTH so much wanted to scold them "you moron ah, excuse me sir, I am working lor, stop wasting my time talking crap here, or else I sue u for harrassment =.=" (BUT NO, I can't do that... still have to be sooo polite to them and gently reject them). Anyway enough of weird customers. Calling them up everyday made me lose my voice. I actually did lost my voice like every 2 weeks there. It was pretty sad and frustrating.

Then this other lady there, kept asking me to help her input this Tigerairways UOB customers onto this spreadsheet. There's this monthly addition of new customers who join and they need to keep track and input them into a spreadsheet? I think? I dunno it doesn't really make sense of putting them on spreadsheets. Anyway, her spreadsheet was lagging behind like 6 months. And there's like millions of customers on the list... u give me 1 year to type in everything I also cannot catch up with that 6 months of laggy work. Strain my eyes at the computer everyday some more, for a moment my spectacles degrees went up again =.=.

There's also this other girl there, I think she deals with debit cards and odd jobs and for some reason, she's a bit weird and seems like she gets jealous easily. I will forever remember this sentence that she said " I dun like girls who are pretty and look cute, cos they are always spoilt". Wow, looks like she's very judgemental? Then she likes to make "weird" comments about me. I remembered she said "OH, you are a GREENHORN at the moment, so I will teach u a bit more ya?" Mm well ya she worked there for a few years now, know more about the company but she doesn't have to say until liddat right? It feels like she wants to feel more superior than me? But too bad I dun feel that way =S She's also shorter than me even when she wears heels, so ermm hahahaha...(ok stop being mean kay) =S

Worst thing was the courier guy. He liked to scold me for I dunno what reason. He found pleasure in doing so and he loved to hang up on me when I need to urgently call him to deliver stuff. I think he just didn't like me and tried to make things difficult for me. U know not being in Singapore for some time made u lose that "culture" u grew up in, and in Australia, whatever color pens u use to write random notes doesn't really matter? So I kinda forgot all about that, and used a red pen to write a note. It was just a piece of paper saying "please deliver this to blah blah, thank you very much!" then I handed the parcel and the piece of note to the courier guy. AND OMG!!! he scolded me like MAD, he was rambling on about how rude I am to use a red pen to write a note and how rude a person I am to pass him that note written in red pen and just lohsohing about just the Red Pen. I bet he ignored that "thank you very much" words that I wrote. He was like late 40s? 50s? and I was 19 at that time... I am just a teenage kid lar, dunnit to be so mean =.=". I was just being polite and nice so I didn't negotiate further with him and let him say whatever he wants. TUPID OLD MAN, I will remember your face forever and give your life hell if u ever work under me... herrmmppp.

Anyway, here comes the fun part. Finally!!!
There's this very nice marketing manager there called Stephanie Wong. She's very cute and blur, very loud and nice. You can hear her from 20m away. When she asked me to help her write in her appointments on her diary I was so scared to do so, cos I know I am very blur too and going to make a big mess out of her diary. LOL! Anyway, I didn't le. I went on with her flow and followed her around when she was trying to partner some "enterprise?" with UOB credit cards. It was the funnest of this job experience because u get to travel, not just sit in the office all day. I got to learn a lot about marketing, about partnership and about talking smart and what she did was fantastic. She even designed some of the GSS posters. I think she does very well in her job and helped UOB in quite few good deals. She even inspired me to take up Marketing and for a moment I really want to, but I need to finish up my Physiotherapy Degree first.

Anyway, it was a good job experience in UOB. Got to do a bit of marketing, a bit of sales, a bit of random odd jobs and got scolded for the weirdest reasons ever by those people sitting in really low positions (My mom said that everywhere is liddat, cos those pple sitting really low feel powerless and they prefer to bully newcomers so they feel "higher"). But those managers and the boss there are super nice. They are very friendly and very helpful, very easy to talk with. I really enjoyed my working experience in UOB. UOB is also a very good bank and the working environment by far I heard is the best among other companies. =P
bombed by meowmeow at 10:39 AM  0 remarks

What syndrome is that?

So what is polycystic ovarian syndrome?

According to the website Cedars-Sinai, polycystic ovary syndrome is due to the cystic (fluid filled sacs) appearance of the ovaries.

Well, I would like to know the cause of it too... but it's unknown =(

Furthermore, it is the leading cause of infertility in women. =(
However, early diagnosis and treatment of polycystic ovary syndrome can help to reduce risk of long term complications such as diabetes and heart disease.
So I guess mine is early diagnosis? Some other complications include abnormal uterine bleeding or cancer of the uterine lining ='(

Hopefully the treatment the doctor gave me can reduce the risk of some long term complications. The medication decreases androgen production so that it gives the body a break from the effects of the continuous estrogen. This can decrease the risk of endometrial cancer and correct the abnormal bleeding.

It's scary huh? Maybe guys won't understand it, but this is a pretty sensitive issue for the ladies. The infertility part suddenly crush my hopes and dreams of a complete family with 2 kids, a boy and a girl. I was quite upset the last couple of days. Although I know some medications or surgical methods might help, still the chances of becoming pregnant can be quite low.

Sometimes I wonder, why this must happen to me.

bombed by meowmeow at 5:46 PM  0 remarks

Doctor, so why these problems?

I finally found the reason to those massive hair loss, weird irregular menstrual that comes 2-3 times a month, those heavy bleedings, those “blur and feeling fatigue” days and those severe acne from my teenage years till now.

Firstly I thought they were all separate problems. Changed zillions of hair shampoos but found no change in my hair droppings. It’s very concerning when a bunch of hair comes off when u run your fingers through your hair.

It’s been 10 over years since puberty days and I have been ignoring those weird menstrual problems thinking if I hit young adult it should be stabilized. Was encourage to take some natural medicines like Evening Primose Oil but the symptoms still stayed the same.

Those heavy bleedings were such a torture. It’s always the first day that’s the worst, with both severe stomach cramps and back pain at the same time. Sometimes it can get so bad that I couldn’t get out of bed. Then there will be feelings of energy being drained and there will be massive blows of headaches with blurriness of attention towards the environment around me.

Although sometimes I get 10 to 12 hours of sleep, somehow it’s still so tiring and the whole world out there just seems to be a daze. It’s just so blur, it makes myself feel so blur too. Trying to concentrate during lectures or concentrate on my studies seem to be so difficult, whatever I am looking at keeps zooming in and out.

Last but not least, acne… =.=”. Acne = decrease self confidence + depression. Everyone always say “aiyaa dun worry lar, growing up years anang got acne one” then after my growing up years are gone… “aiyoo, must be the stress lar, dun stress so much, relax”
Mm yea maybe those hormones played a part and maybe stress do play a part, but somehow I cannot find the reason to those bad random poppings of up to 8 huge Mount Everest acnes in one day even when I am not under stress. No matter how I kept my face clean and how good the products used, or whatever medications I take, doesn’t make any difference.

Finally one day I had enough of everything, decided to visit the doctor, got referred to gynaecologist, did lotsa blood tests, had an ultrasound scan and spent lotsa money on them (medicare dun even claim all of them =.=)… I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome.
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