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Thursday, July 30, 2009

OMFG OMFG OMFG I CANNOT BELIEVE I JUST FOUND THIS
http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Princess_Portal

HAHAHAHAH OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG I WANT TO CONTACT THE WRITER!!!!!!

even his tags (if u hover over the photos and look down in your internet explorer bar) are fucking hiliarious!!!!!!!!!!!!

for those who have no clue why i have put this up, please msg me on msn and i will fill u in.

and bring u on a magical journey to lalaland

Later ; 1:10 AM ; 1 comments

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

this post is just to remind myself that i got robbed on friday night.
car was parked at the boy's,
a downright dodgy public carpark for a dodgy apartment block with dodgy residents.

facebook status for friday-sunday:
Rae Tan to the motherf-ing a-hole who broke into my car,stole my fake porter bag,ds,calculator,hairband from japan,necklace and singaporean stationery,i hope u get banged down by another r34,break all your bones and never be able to walk again so u cant break into anyone else's car again. K thanks goodnight

the thing that scares me is that i have no idea how the bastard(s) got into my car,
because there were no signs of a break-in.

besides stealing my bag which i put in the boot,
they also stole my coins,
as well as popped my bonnet.
like for fuck??

the other thing that freaks me out is that they very likely couldve been watching me,
because i took my work bag with all my stuff and put it in the boot when i got out of the car after parking.
the bag looks like a laptop bag so i assume they mustve thought there was one in there.

i dont like knowing that someone has been watching me,
and all the other dangers that could very possibly arise from that.

after refusing to drive to the boy's at al over the weekend,
i did today.

im assuming i wont get broken into again,
at least by those assholes,
because they would presumably think that theres nothing left to steal coz i wouldnt be so stupid to leave more valuables in there.

but lets wait and see how long that'll last.

the boy has to move soon.

oh and i have had to get a new ds. which my sister and brother have agreed to pay as a birthday present for me.

what a fucking waste of money.

i coulda gotten something more useful.

Later ; 12:38 AM ; 0 comments

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

the mum of the kid who cries/bites/spits at/screams at me,
SOMEHOW FOUND ME ON FACEBOOK.

LIKE HOW THE HELL!!?
ok i guess its not that hard,
coz she has my uni email address which is what i use for work.

so she mustve typed it in the search field.

but seriously,
WHY WOULD U WANT TO ADD YOUR CHILD'S THERAPIST ON A SOCIAL NETWORKING SITE?!?!

dont you know that its very unprofessional to do this kinda thing?!?!

anwyayyyyyyyyyy,
now im super freaked out lah.

coz you know.
of my super explicit use of the english language as well as my super explicit photos that are on there.

ARHGHHGHGHGHGHHGHGHGHHHH!

i like immediately msged my case manager for that child and asked if i can say i cant add her due to professional reasons?

and she said yar.

and then i replied and said like omg lah i have super horrible photos etc etc on there...

and my CM replied with: "yeah mines got photos that should not be seen by anyone whose children i look after haha"

again, PERFECTLY SAID.

and now im stressing about how to decline her request when i see her on thursday.

fuck me.

Later ; 12:49 AM ; 0 comments

Sunday, July 19, 2009

yesterday i went to have lunch with dad.

we went in 2 cars,
me in mine and him in my sister's (sister not in perth),
coz the place we were going was like 5 mins from the boy's which is where i was going after lunch so i wanted to just leave from there.

so anyway.
the place is like u can park for free for 1.5 hours,
but u have to get a ticket from the machine to display on ur dash so they know when you came in.

after i parked i got outta my car,
and coz i dont like to leave my bag exposed,
i took my bag and walked to the boot to put it in.

on the way to doin that however,
i chucked my keys in my bag,
and then put my bag in the boot and closed it.

and then had a panic attack.

my dad walked over from his parking lot,
and i went "shit dad you're gonna kill me"
(coz i have locked keys in the car before. RENTAL car summore).

and he went what?
and i said i locked my keys in my boot.

and in the most calm manner, dad went:
"ok lor. then later i bring u back to get the spare key, eat first lah"

i was like huh got spare key ar?
and he said yar.

then i said ok,
but how?
MY CAR IS NOT LOCKED YET?

and my dad went: "HUH the car is not locked?"

me: "yeah lor. how?"

dad: THEN WHY CANT U JUST OPEN THE BOOT FROM INSIDE THE CAR?

me: "OMG LAH HAHAHAHAHHAHHAHA YAR HOR".

dad: "haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah".

me: HAHAHAHAH *clings on to dad's arm embarrassed*

haiiixxx!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Later ; 6:26 PM ; 0 comments

Friday, July 17, 2009

blessed are the lil children who come to thee...

its been a pretty good week.

i guess work has been pretty good like since the last month or so,
which im pretty sure is just coz im gettin better at my job,
and my kids are getting used to me.

but this week has been pretty awse.

on weds i was at D1's house,
and just before i was leaving at the end,
hid mum told me that apparently she asked if he loved therapist 1 (D1 has 6 therapists),
and he said yes.
then she asked if he loved therapist 2,
and he said yes again.

then she told me,
he said "i love rachael" on his own!

then this morning at the end of the session while i was writing up the reports of the session,
D2's mum came in and asked me to choose a bottle of wine.
AGAIN!
she's given me 2 before,
and today she asked me to choose one of the 2.

then she left the room to let me write up,
and about 2 seconds later she went:
"oh rachael, you know we always ask D2 what his favourite colour is etc,
and the other day i asked him who his favourite therapist was..."
me: *thinking shit shit shit* "ah?! you shouldnt ask these sorts of questions!!"
her: "oh nonono, you know what he said? he said rachael! so just thought i should let you know!"
me: " hahahah thats so cute. assuming he knew what the question was asking! coz his favourite colour changes all the time!"
her: "haha yeah i know, but you know what, i honestly think he actually knew what we were asking him that time!"
me: " haha is it coz i was the most recent therapist to have a session with him?"
her: "uh noo actually... i asked him... on uh.. saturday night!"

i hear already i very happy lah.
even though it is very possible the next time she asks,
he might say another name lol.

and THEN.
at my afternoon session,
when i came through the door of the house,
M's mum told me he was really upset earlier in the day,
coz he went to someone's house with his grandad and didnt want to leave so he was cryin when he came home.

and she told me she said to him "rachael's coming later!" to cheer him up.

i hear already i also damn happy.

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one of my case manager's is really correct.
when i asked her a few months back,
whether she loved her job,
she said "IT HAS IT MOMENTS".

and boy, is she right.

but i guess it is nice to know that i am possibly making a difference in these kids' lives.

for a very very split second just now when i was walking to my door from my car,
i actually wondered if i could do this job full time and for the rest of my life.

crazy huh.

Later ; 10:59 PM ; 0 comments

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

only when i catch up with markee do i get the opportunity of eating a shitload and not having to feel guilty.

after a home-cooked dinner by dad of prawn noodles,
markee and i went and got cheeseburger stunner deals from hungry jacks (cheesburger, drink, fries and sundae each).
then markee jokingly suggested KFC? coz the KFC was next to hungry jacks,
and we were parked just next to HJs eating in the car.

and i said okay!
and he went, REALLY???
and i said yeah.

so we drove through KFC, and ordered
an ultimate burger meal (burger, fries, 3 wings, mash, drink) and popcorn chicken and chips pack.

heart you markee.

Later ; 10:49 PM ; 0 comments

Tuesday, July 14, 2009


my boyfriend very cute hor.
its like having a really biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig giant puppy.

Later ; 11:18 PM ; 0 comments

Monday, July 06, 2009

had like an hour-long chat with my dad just now when i got back from an entire day of being sick at josh's house.
been coughing like shit since yesterday, so i took today off,
and got the office to ring my kids' parents to say i'll be down and out till weds.

im hoping to go back to work on weds though,
coz otherwise the next time i see D1 will be next monday,
which means i would've not seen him for a week and a half and who knows how he will be because he hasnt seen me for so long.

i have this bad feeling that i will be out for the rest of the week though.

its even worse because i have something on on monday that i will definitely need my throat to be good for.

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anyway.
dad's been away in singas for 2 weeks.

just now when i got back he said:
"i bought your present already" (as in birthday present).

a month ago when he went to singapore he asked what i wanted,
and i said a burberry scarf.
for those of you who dont know,
my dad is super thrifty and doesnt believe and definitely doesnt condone spending big bucks on useless shit like that.

but being the best dad ever,
he walked into that burberry store in takashimaya,
and at least tried to find out the price.

$600 LAH!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK.
i told him not to buy.
i dont like it THAT much.

anyway.

so after he told me he bought me a present,
i said HUH U BOUGHT ME BURBERRY AR???

and he went yar. and laughed really cheekily.

i was like are u serious LEMME SEE LEMME SEEEEEEEEEE!

and i was like you bought the scarf ar??
he said no.
bag?
no.

then he said no lah he didnt buy burberry for me -_-

and refused to show me what he'd actually gotten me.

then he said he bought my mum's bday present.
and opened the safe to show me what he got.

then just before he closed the safe he took out this tiffany paperbag and flashed it at me.

and then i remembered the last holiday i also said i wanted this tiffany bangle.

that was the time i was on the phone with him and he was at tiffany's,
with all the staff standing in front of him,
and said to me "ok, im going to ask the price now ar. if its too ex i buy you a rubber band".
and i could hear the entire floor laughing over the phone.

dad didnt come back with anything for me that time.
well, its not like i really need anything i guess.
or want anything thats not stupidly priced and extremely unworth it.

so. i wonder what im gettin for my birthday :p

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had a rather big fight with the boy over the weekend.

i guess its hard for anyone to understand the shit that goes on here at home, and why i have to do the things i do to keep the peace.

pretty much the weight of the entire family's problems sit on my shoulders.

perhaps this is why at the age of 23 i am still only 1.5+m tall.

the only person i can think of who might even remotely come to understand the shit i go through would be joyce.

that being said though, the boy is still one of the most amazing people in my life.

thank you for being there.

even when you dont understand why.


Later ; 11:34 PM ; 0 comments

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

i know i have not been blogging for the longest time.

i am not quite sure why though.

perhaps it is the lack of exciting blog-worthy activity in my life,
or maybe it is just my typical laziness amplified.

anyway.

i have just scanned through a certain website of a certain nature belonging to a certain someone,
and i cannot help but wonder if i am crazy,
for wanting all the same things in 1/10th the amount of time that person took to achieve them in.

perhaps it is because i can finally see it happening,
that i want it to happen so much.

of course, it is not going to happen anytime soon for more than a multitude of very good reasons,
but im glad ive finally found one that i want so much that i cannot wait to make it happen with.

i guess i will just have to wait.
and wait.
and wait.

Later ; 12:38 AM ; 0 comments


the notice board//


raE: cant seem to fall asleep within 2 hours of hitting the pillow, and stay asleep for 2 hours after falling asleep.
get a life.

raE's random (maybe intelligent) thought/quote for the day


Every individual acts and suffers in accordance with his peculiar teleology,
which has all the inevitability of fate, so long as he does not understand it.
-Alfred Adler-

holler, yo//

is reading//

complete notes from singapore: the omnibus edition - neil humphreys

is listening//

backstreet boys: if i knew then
jay sean ft. lil wayne: down

is lusting//

[a balenciaga city bag]
[a certain mr lecturer]
[that tiffany bracelet - CHECK!]
[a gt wing for trent]
[a yale scholorship]

is being//

+ arrogant
+ short
+ too fat
+ an amazin singer
+ broke
+ intelligent
+ lookin too young
+ hungry
+ an excellent english speaker
+ a terrible chinese speaker

is reminiscing

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