Wow.. It's been a long time since I last posted..
Anyway, I've read today's copy of Mind Your Body. This is the first time I came across the term: "Third Hand Smoke". I'm sure you'll be thinking similarly, "is there such a thing as third hand smoke?" Haha.
Ok let's check it out. First hand smoke is the smoke that the smoker breathes in. Second hand smoke is the smoke that the smoker exhales and another person breathes it. And third hand smoke is not so much the smoke, but rather the left behind chemicals that linger around even after the smoke has dissipated.
As we all know, cigarettes are made of thousands of chemicals. And lighting a cigarette makes these chemicals react, produce smoke and leave behind the end product. To put it as an analogy, imagine you have paper. You burn the paper and you'll get smoke and ash. But even after the ash is cleaned up and the smoke dissipate, you can still smell the smoke and find small traces of ash around. That is pretty much what third hand smoke is about. After the smoke is gone, you can still smell it and find traces of its harmful substances around.
Why is it dangerous? Would you like to hug a pillow with leftover cigarette chemicals? Or drink from a cup with small pieces of ash? Furthermore, you get to consume the same harmful chemicals as a smoker would by smoking, thus you'll have a chance of developing the same disease as them even if you don't smoke. Yeah life is unfair, at least in this sense..
STOP SMOKING!
=)
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Saturday, December 20, 2008
A week more to IHM Christmas Play!
Hi..
Our church is having a Christmas Play for the first time and I'm quite happy to be involved in this ground-breaking event. Haha. It's only a week away now and I'm so excited, yet nervous because I'm afraid things may go wrong since it's the first time.
Anyway, I did the promo video for the play (yet another video for my portfolio =D ). I'm too lazy to load it up here so i'll put the link to my church youth group (Testimony of Light). If you are interested to view, please go and take a look. LOL.
Our church is having a Christmas Play for the first time and I'm quite happy to be involved in this ground-breaking event. Haha. It's only a week away now and I'm so excited, yet nervous because I'm afraid things may go wrong since it's the first time.
Anyway, I did the promo video for the play (yet another video for my portfolio =D ). I'm too lazy to load it up here so i'll put the link to my church youth group (Testimony of Light). If you are interested to view, please go and take a look. LOL.
Friday, December 12, 2008
My First Car Accident (Part 2)
continued...
I know it's been a long while since I posted the first part. But it's partly cuz I'm busy, you noe, goin for holidays, working, etc.. Oh, also I was spendin a lot of time gaming. LOL.
Anyway, I'll continue my story to the best of my knowledge, since I'm.. well.. quite forgetful in the short term. Haha..
After the collision and the excitment, I just sat there in the driver's seat, not knowing what to do next. In my mind, I was constantly thinking, my dad's going to kill me, my dad's going to kill me.. Instead of thanking God that no one was hurt and it was a minor accident. But you will understand only if you were in my place. After "stunning" there for about a min, I called my dad and told him what happened and asked what to do. I was surprised he didn't scold me but told me calmly to get the particulars of the taxi driver and wait while he and my family, who were apparently out for dinner at the moment, to rush down. So I got out and approached the taxi driver and asked for his particulars. To my luck, I think, the taxi driver was a very nice middle aged chinese man. He didn't argue with me or anything but just said he was on his way home to have dinner. I felt more relaxed and told him that I was also on my way home to have dinner that I have just bought and spilt in the car. LOL.
My family came down about 15 mins later. And my dad did the talkin while I listened at the side. After a while, my dad drove the car back home. Soon after, at around 10 plus, we drove the car down to the workshop at Defu where we applied for the insurance and I had to give in my statement. The workshop loaned us a replacement car until the repairs are done.
As of the time of this post, the car has been repaired and returned within a week. The costs was bourned by the taxi insurance. And I have not drove any car since then. That was nearly 3 weeks ago. I'll be back as soon as I regain my confidence.
Conclusion: Although the accident was a frightful experience, I learned something out of it and I'll know what to do if, Heaven forbid, I get into another accident. Or at least how to react if similar circumstances were to happen again.
I know it's been a long while since I posted the first part. But it's partly cuz I'm busy, you noe, goin for holidays, working, etc.. Oh, also I was spendin a lot of time gaming. LOL.
Anyway, I'll continue my story to the best of my knowledge, since I'm.. well.. quite forgetful in the short term. Haha..
After the collision and the excitment, I just sat there in the driver's seat, not knowing what to do next. In my mind, I was constantly thinking, my dad's going to kill me, my dad's going to kill me.. Instead of thanking God that no one was hurt and it was a minor accident. But you will understand only if you were in my place. After "stunning" there for about a min, I called my dad and told him what happened and asked what to do. I was surprised he didn't scold me but told me calmly to get the particulars of the taxi driver and wait while he and my family, who were apparently out for dinner at the moment, to rush down. So I got out and approached the taxi driver and asked for his particulars. To my luck, I think, the taxi driver was a very nice middle aged chinese man. He didn't argue with me or anything but just said he was on his way home to have dinner. I felt more relaxed and told him that I was also on my way home to have dinner that I have just bought and spilt in the car. LOL.
My family came down about 15 mins later. And my dad did the talkin while I listened at the side. After a while, my dad drove the car back home. Soon after, at around 10 plus, we drove the car down to the workshop at Defu where we applied for the insurance and I had to give in my statement. The workshop loaned us a replacement car until the repairs are done.
As of the time of this post, the car has been repaired and returned within a week. The costs was bourned by the taxi insurance. And I have not drove any car since then. That was nearly 3 weeks ago. I'll be back as soon as I regain my confidence.
Conclusion: Although the accident was a frightful experience, I learned something out of it and I'll know what to do if, Heaven forbid, I get into another accident. Or at least how to react if similar circumstances were to happen again.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
My First Car Accident (Part 1)
I know what you are thinking: Why do I appear so happy to blog about an accident? Actually, I just want to share with everybody cuz I'm still haunted by the incident. It was my first car accident, with me behind the wheel and I had just got my license barely half a year ago.
RECOUNT:
Ok here goes.
21st Nov 2008. 8pm. I was driving home in my dad's Mazda 5 MPV. I dropped my frens at Jurong East MRT, drove back incident-less till Serangoon Station. I turned into Central and dropped another fren at the MRT. I went on to Serangoon Central to buy my dinner at S11 coffeeshop, or so it used to be called. After that, I decided to go a big round, pass the MacDonalds and Braddell Heights Community Club, back onto Upper Serangoon Road. I carried on driving forward until the junction between Upper Seragoon Road and Serangoon Central Road.
The moment. I was driving along the bus lane, in between a few cars. The light was green. The car in front of me turned left. I slowed down, letting the car turn. Thereafter I continued to drive forward into the junction. I noticed a red TransCab at my 2 o'clock, moving forward, stopping, moving forward, stopping, etc. I thought he wasn't going to turn, so I gently sped up. When I passed the green light, all of a sudden, the taxi sped past and tried to make the turn into Serangoon Central. I was taken aback. I jammed my brakes and flashed the high beam. But to no avail. I could only watched helplessly as the front half the taxi made it past my car. I kept my eyes trained on the back of the taxi. The last I saw was the reflection of my left headlight getting brighter on the taxi boot to the point that I could even see the bulb itself! And the next thing, at approx 8.55pm, travelling at 50-60km/h.. BANG!! I jolted in my seat, car stopped dead in the tracks, radio went off. Immediate silence. Within half a sec of impact, I spun my head to the left to see the taxi spin about before coming to a halt at the corner traffic light. I was absolutely stunned.. I didn't even take off my seat belt. I switched off the engine, turned on the hazard lights and just sat there, for whatever reason.. I was so afraid and shaken by what had just happened..
to be continued...
RECOUNT:
Ok here goes.
21st Nov 2008. 8pm. I was driving home in my dad's Mazda 5 MPV. I dropped my frens at Jurong East MRT, drove back incident-less till Serangoon Station. I turned into Central and dropped another fren at the MRT. I went on to Serangoon Central to buy my dinner at S11 coffeeshop, or so it used to be called. After that, I decided to go a big round, pass the MacDonalds and Braddell Heights Community Club, back onto Upper Serangoon Road. I carried on driving forward until the junction between Upper Seragoon Road and Serangoon Central Road.
The moment. I was driving along the bus lane, in between a few cars. The light was green. The car in front of me turned left. I slowed down, letting the car turn. Thereafter I continued to drive forward into the junction. I noticed a red TransCab at my 2 o'clock, moving forward, stopping, moving forward, stopping, etc. I thought he wasn't going to turn, so I gently sped up. When I passed the green light, all of a sudden, the taxi sped past and tried to make the turn into Serangoon Central. I was taken aback. I jammed my brakes and flashed the high beam. But to no avail. I could only watched helplessly as the front half the taxi made it past my car. I kept my eyes trained on the back of the taxi. The last I saw was the reflection of my left headlight getting brighter on the taxi boot to the point that I could even see the bulb itself! And the next thing, at approx 8.55pm, travelling at 50-60km/h.. BANG!! I jolted in my seat, car stopped dead in the tracks, radio went off. Immediate silence. Within half a sec of impact, I spun my head to the left to see the taxi spin about before coming to a halt at the corner traffic light. I was absolutely stunned.. I didn't even take off my seat belt. I switched off the engine, turned on the hazard lights and just sat there, for whatever reason.. I was so afraid and shaken by what had just happened..
to be continued...
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I'm Sick (An Epic Battle)
I'm sick today. But not sick with fever or the flu, no. I'm down with the wildy notorious diarrhoea for no apparent reason. Hmmm.. I don't know if I've got the spelling right but that's the way I'll be calling it for now. Anyhow, I haven't fallen ill for quite a long time and I didn't eat anything wrong or cold or spoilt. I'm clueless about how I got this sickness so I'm just going to account this story for memory of a sore defeat.. Ummm..Yeah.. LOL.
This monster of a diarrhoea just suddenly crept up on me last night and assaulted me at 1:42am. That's right. I remembered the time. I was jolted out of my sleep and bolted to the toilet where I _________ ___________ (details not included). For the rest of the night, I was attacked at regular intervals of 2 hrs. Even when I was supposed to go to work, this monster was relentless and persistent. Ouch. In the end, I was forced to submit and gave my superior a call, informing him of my great battle with diarrhoea. I tried to go back to sleep but still not shown mercy. At 10am, I visited the doctor where I was promptly prescribed with a monster load of medicine for a monstrous diarrhoea.
Look at that! 4 types of medicine just for diarrhoea. This sickness really is a monster. You need so many pills and tablets just to destroy it into oblivion. What the F. This is one sickness you don't want to mess around with.
What's this!? I have to take 7 pills at a go!? Oh man.. Not to mention that black tablets that themselves remind me of what comes out when I get attacked. I mean just look at this.. I have such a wide variety of medicine. We got those black pieces of s***, the shiny green and blue capsules, the mini mentos and the antibiotics pill that look like vitamins. Sigh.. Guess I have to take them if I want to get better. Oh by the way, those mini mentos really tasted quite sweet. Now I'm confused as to whether they are really medicine.
In conclusion, diarrhoea is a bad-ass monster of a sickness. It attacks you when you don't expect it, it's a pain in the ass (literally) and it gives you the chance to consume a wonderful selection of medicine. All in all, stay healthy.
PS: Don't take this so seriously. All this are said with a light heart. I'm still cheerful, dun need to go to work. :) lol.. I'm going to sleep now.
This monster of a diarrhoea just suddenly crept up on me last night and assaulted me at 1:42am. That's right. I remembered the time. I was jolted out of my sleep and bolted to the toilet where I _________ ___________ (details not included). For the rest of the night, I was attacked at regular intervals of 2 hrs. Even when I was supposed to go to work, this monster was relentless and persistent. Ouch. In the end, I was forced to submit and gave my superior a call, informing him of my great battle with diarrhoea. I tried to go back to sleep but still not shown mercy. At 10am, I visited the doctor where I was promptly prescribed with a monster load of medicine for a monstrous diarrhoea.
Look at that! 4 types of medicine just for diarrhoea. This sickness really is a monster. You need so many pills and tablets just to destroy it into oblivion. What the F. This is one sickness you don't want to mess around with.
What's this!? I have to take 7 pills at a go!? Oh man.. Not to mention that black tablets that themselves remind me of what comes out when I get attacked. I mean just look at this.. I have such a wide variety of medicine. We got those black pieces of s***, the shiny green and blue capsules, the mini mentos and the antibiotics pill that look like vitamins. Sigh.. Guess I have to take them if I want to get better. Oh by the way, those mini mentos really tasted quite sweet. Now I'm confused as to whether they are really medicine.
In conclusion, diarrhoea is a bad-ass monster of a sickness. It attacks you when you don't expect it, it's a pain in the ass (literally) and it gives you the chance to consume a wonderful selection of medicine. All in all, stay healthy.
PS: Don't take this so seriously. All this are said with a light heart. I'm still cheerful, dun need to go to work. :) lol.. I'm going to sleep now.
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