Joke of the day

Guy: if you're here, who is running heaven?

Me: Er don't know.. who is running heaven?

Guy: lol its supposed to be a pickup line... I failed :(

Me: aww it's ok. Good try there.. what am I suppose to reply?

Googled the whole question and felt stupid after that. *screammmmmm*

Best feeling ever

Yesterday I had one of those moments where I felt really down, and because of that I couldn't sleep the whole night, tossing and turning around my bed. Woke up this morning and felt like a zombie. Did not have the mood to work at all.

As I was waiting for Big J to arrive; my little one, xiaobao, was at the entrance of the centre, he saw me and gave me this innocent smile that is full of happiness. He walked towards me with that smile of his and gave me a huge warm hug. I was shocked at first because most of the time when he sees me he wouldn't even care of my existence, or when he is near me, he would pretend to hug me then charged at me while biting his own hand (his way of attacking people). But after that, once I know he was genuinely happy to see me, my heart melted at the spot. The best part was after he went off with my partner he turned back and gave me another hug. <3  

Thank you xiaobao, you really made my day. Love you really much! We'll have lots of fun tomorrow yea? :)

#mylifeasatherapist

Lots of love,
Flo

HO?!

Yesterday was my kid's third day of toilet training, as we had so much time to past, my supervisor suggested that we should teach him some people labels, and so I chose myself as a target.

All he has to do was to receptively give me the correct answer, and this was what happened:

Me: Give me "Flo"
Cloud: *Gives picture of Flo*
Me: Good! Who is this? Flo!
Cloud: HO!
Me: *Death stare*

Yeap, my kid unintentionally called me a Ho. haha! Will definitely try to help you pronounce the "F" sound once we're done with toilet training.

I...don't know.

Today something really heart wrenching happened at the centre. 

I was recently assigned to this young adult who has autism. When I first saw him, which was back in 2013, he gave me this impression that he is not someone who I would want to be around with. He would sometimes stare at people, and it feels like he is staring into your soul. Also at that time, his therapists were just starting to work on his agitation issues and so there were lots of throwing and swiping whenever he gets mad. Quite aggressive I would say. But he is all good now, he has learned how to managed his agitation by asking to take a break!

So today I've been overlapping my colleague, observing her session and taking all the necessary notes. His targets were mostly related to his work (working as a cashier). One of his targets is being friendly while going through the cashier routine. And so as we practicing the routine, all of a sudden we saw signs of agitation but he asked really calmly that he wanted to take a break. At that time, I was really curious why he was upset, coz nothing really happened at that time, and he was doing a really good job at being friendly.

So I asked him, "Hey BigJ, why are you feeling upset?" He looked up to me in those innocent eyes, and said "I... don't know". It was one of the most heart wrenching moments I've ever encountered. I know it may seemed like it's nothing but the way he said it... it feels really heavy and he doesn't have the words to tell/ express why he is feeling that way. Also, he nearly teared, but he tried to controlled it. At that moment, my tears automatically flow out, it was really heart breaking to see that... 

BigJ, I will try my very best to guide you through this journey! I will! Be patience with me yea!   

Love,

Flo

#mylifeasatherapist 

Made my day

As I was relaxing in my room, reading some articles to past my time, my dad suddenly came to my room to tell me what had happened today in the bank.

They were talking to this lady who is working there; I don't know how I was brought up in the conversation, but my dad told the lady that I'm currently working with children with Autism, and commented that my salary is low. The lady told my dad that I'm actually doing something good, that I am helping these children who are having difficulties, and for sure that I'll be blessed, next time good things will eventually happen to me, like having a good husband. I can see that my dad was quite happy with this remark, and I myself was glad that he was too!

This is not the first time I'm hearing this, I remember few years back, my sister's ex's mom who is a strong believer in Buddhism, told me the exact thing, saying that next time I'll be able to find someone good.

Is this a sign? Haha, hope so! Really made my day!

Flo

Patience is virtue

"... no matter how tempted you are, patience is virtue"

An advice given by a very close buddy of mine after I told her that I've been waiting for a guy's text; I got to know this guy from Tinder (yes, Tinder... will blog about this in another post) and we met up just one day ago, but he didn't text/ call me after our meet up. And the thing is he asked me for my number when we were about to leave the cafe, so I guess he was interested to continue this friendship?

I find this guy to be really smart, funny, and we shared many interests. It was so comfortable talking to him, and I felt that our 1 hour of chat is not enough (well, the meet up ended early as I had to head home early for dinner)! From this meet up, he seems to be a really nice guy and I hope that we could chat more so that we get to know each other well.

I wanted to text him after the meet up, to thank him for the drinks and also to tell him that I enjoyed our little chat session. However, because of my previous meet up with another guy (the first guy I met from Tinder), made me regretted sending out that kind of text, I decided not to do so.

Oh well, I guess I have to wait then.

Flo

...hello?

It has been awhile since I've blogged about something. Just looking at it (my blog, of course), makes me feel so sad, because it's just so empty! I used to be so hyped up to write down what I've gone through with life and stuff, so that I can keep them as memories. Well, the cause? Pure laziness. And every time when I have the motivation to write, with drafts in my head, when I clicked the 'compose' button and wanted to write down the things that is in my little brain, it'll just go pooff! No words would come out. Mental blockage. 

I will try to make an effort to continue to write, AT LEAST once every month from now on (I always say that but I ended up not doing it). Even if it's just a few sentences, I'll be happy with it. This is a place where I speak my mind out, and I'm sure there's something to say everyday, right?

Flo