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On the day of Saturday, 30 April 2005,03:23:00
Diagnostic Criteria - The presence of Agoraphobia related to fear of developing panic-like symptoms (e.g., dizziness or diarrhea).
Criteria for Agoraphobia - Anxiety about being in places or situations from which escape might be difficult (or embarrassing) or in which help may not be available in the event of having an unexpected or situationally predisposed Panic Attack or panic-like symptoms. Agoraphobic fears typically involve characteristic clusters of situations that include being outside the home alone; being in a crowd or standing in a line; being on a bridge; and traveling in a bus, train, or automobile.
Note: Consider the diagnosis of Specific Phobia if the avoidance is limited to one or only a few specific situations, or Social Phobia if the avoidance is limited to social situations. - The situations are avoided (e.g., travel is restricted) or else are endured with marked distress or with anxiety about having a Panic Attack or panic-like symptoms, or require the presence of a companion.
- The anxiety or phobic avoidance is not better accounted for by another mental disorder, such as Social Phobia (e.g., avoidance limited to social situations because of fear of embarrassment), Specific Phobia (e.g., avoidance limited to a single situation like elevators), Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (e.g., avoidance of dirt in someone with an obsession about contamination), Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (e.g., avoidance of stimuli associated with a severe stressor), or Separation Anxiety Disorder (e.g., avoidance of leaving home or relatives).
- Criteria have never been met for Panic Disorder
- The disturbance is not due to the direct physiological effects of a substance (e.g., a drug of abuse, a medication) or a general medical condition.
- The symptoms do not re.present Bereavement.
- If an associated general medical condition is present, the fear described in Criterion A is clearly in excess of that usually associated with the condition.
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On the day of Monday, 18 April 2005,23:42:00
The blog has been lonely... sighs. Blame work, blame work!
I just had tuition with Jesse's cousin, he's called Jim. I must say he inspires me some times. He's writing a play now and I thought the story is pretty interesting (but I shall not say it for it is his story and his copyright) and I thought he's a lot more matured than my cousin Suemin (whom I thought was matured) but that is a digression. I mean, how many times had I thought of writing something like that (A play! A story!) when I was younger, but I didn't. Alas! Those years have drifted me by and I no longer have the heart or the pen of a nubile sixteen. A pity.
Anyway, Jim is a very colorful character and he likes the Beatles (like me!) and he's quite an artist. Interesting, interesting! I must say, I look forward to the tuition though he probably dreads it. It offers the most welcoming respite from my work week. My job.
My job. I'm almost embarrassed to talk about it because I dread it so much. So I shall not. Whatever comes out of my mouth would be complains and I have complained too much about the job already.
Oh! But I remembered one thing that I wanted to say and it's not a complain. (WH knows this!) Part of my job is to crop all the employee photos (All! From all over the world! Thousands of them!) for some E-job description thingy. The point is, I Photoshop-ed some of the pictures to give the employees better skin! Hehheh! Am I kind or what? (what?)
Well the intention was kind!
Thought it would make my work more meaningful that way. And Jesse, now that I know your brother's name, does he wanna pay me to make him look better? Hehhhehheh...
The coincidental thing is, when I was at the cinema with Ming last Sunday, I saw one of the girls that I Photoshop-ed! So I quickly pointed her out to Ming. And that was that.
Next thing, I have (FINALLY) been offered a Conditional Offer at Warwick University. Conditional meaning they still need me to send in something before they will Confirm my placement. What they need from me is another reference letter which I have approached my handsome Italian ex-lecturer to write. Why I didn't approach him in the first place, is because he has left NUS. Now though, I have no choice because most of my lecturers have left NUS and the remaining ones... didn't do too well in their modules.
So anyway, he has agreed to write the reference for me! Yay! And in the last email he sent, he said, "You can call me U______" (referring to his name, instead of having me always writing "Dear Sir," I suppose!)
I am so thrilled! Haha!
It's a cheap thrill but, he is really very handsome! Ask Wei!!! She knows!!! I think I'm being rather blatant here... if ever he comes to know of this, I shall deny.
But as I always say, "If I ever become famous," you guys can sell this, not a problem. Make some money.
One last thing and I dedicate this to HW. Was looking through my JC diary (of sorts) and I'm so impressed by my younger self. I can't begin to imagine the flood of angst and emotions I used to feel! How long ago was it? Gosh, I use to write with such passion. I feel I was direct but never too brutal. I feel that my writing was laced with a quiet pain. At least it looks like that to me when I read it now. Oh, and sometimes I was poetic! (WH, I used to write poems to myself but not anymore.)
I think I'm a lot more Zen nowadays and that although healthy, is not something which breeds creativity. Do you remember Lu Lao Shi said once that all the famous philosophers (Like Confucius) came about during war-torn times? Like Luan4 Shi4 Chu1 Ying1 Xiong2 kinda thing. The happier I am, the more insensitive I become.
Where go my morose soul? Sometimes I want you back!
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On the day of Monday, 4 April 2005,23:47:00
Children! I'm working!!!
Got a 3 month contract temp at ST Microelectronics. The place is not that far from my place - got straight bus. I'm starting tomorrow... wish me luck! (Yay! Got pay now!!!)
Plus, I'm giving Jesse's cousin tuition... I'm so hardworking... Jesse, if this is not too wordy for you to read, your cousin is kawaii!
And I'm helping Wei do some interviews for her project... kinda fun but tiring! Wei, watch the tapes! Hope it's what you want! Gotta thank Timothy! Jane, help me thank him, he's so helpful! Runs in the family I suppose?
I had some stories to blog but couldn't find the time... busy as a bee... so cliche... haha!!!
Wenhao!!! Poor thing... and how's your job?
I'll blog more when I un-bee (how original!) myself... but people who read are resigned... hehheh, I know. And this is not a substantial blog entry... hehheh, I know.
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On the day of Saturday, 2 April 2005,01:06:00
THE EYE 10 is really good! It's a good mix of humour and horror. Try to catch it if you are a fan of The Eye 1 & 2. But it's definately a $6.50 show.
Anyway, the true scare of my day wasn't the show. It was being molested. Bloody hell.
I was sitting on the 3rd seat from the aisle while my fren was beside me on my left. The perpetrator was on my right. Initially, i was worried that he might not enjoy the movie as he was an Indian MAN.30-40 years old. Very decently dressed. I thought he was some Indian white collared worker who was into Chinese horror movies and decided to catch it alone after work.He laughed at the right parts and seemed freaked out at the scary bits. (which amused me abit UNTIL...)
I had a pack of nachos balanced on my lap and my mobile was between the pack and my tummy. Obviously, i was pretty caught up in the movie and didnt notice anything until i felt some pressure on my right thigh. I tot my nachos were sliding off my thigh so put my hand down (my hand was covering my ears....) to place the errant nachos pack back to the center. HOWEVER, i encountered a HAND! Bloody hell!! I apologised and he withdrew his hand. I tot i was sitting too close to him so i shifted closer to my fren. BUT. I was 60% sure his hand shouldnt be there no matter how close i was sitting to his side.So i took more notice of him. (from there on, the show wasnt scary liao.... i had a REAL-LIFE terror beside me!) He was fine for 10-15 more minutes. When i placed my hand down on the seat beside my right thigh, i could feel his arm near me AGAIN!! This time, i was certain i wasnt enroaching on his space. Felt pissed liao. Was waiting for him to make another move and was contemplating making a scene in the cinema. But being the "scaredy-cat" i am, the next time his hand came really near my thigh, i said "EXCUSE ME!" damn loudly and he removed his hand. I turned to my fren and told her as i was wondering if she would help me go out and inform the cinema workers while i kept watch on the guy. I decided to sms Ron and see if he could gimme an idea on how best to handle this situation. However, the monster felt that i was gonna spring into action and he immediately left the cinema on the pretext of answering a phonecall.And he didnt come back.
Bloody hell.After the show, i was running through so many different scenarios on what i should have had done to embarrass him. But wat's the point? He's gone.
Hope he gets nightmares tonight from the movie.BLEAH!
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