2007 - a year for diving

Now is a pretty good time to ask what plans I have for 2007, because recently, the people around me are asking me to go diving with them - my friends (those who took the license with me), my colleagues (some wish to learn, some are experienced), and even my physiotherapists.

No kidding, those physiotherapists (from the same department) in NUH took up diving, and they're organising a diving trip together. I think that's really cool, a department activity that involves travelling out of Singapore. And also because diving is the coolest thing to do, in my own opinion.

Anyway, I happen to know that my physiotherapist is into diving during one of our chats in the midst of my session with her. Life doesn't always have to be about work, does it?

My therapist asked if I wanted to join them for their dive trip, provided I've recovered sufficiently. There are actually 2 reasons why I have to recover before I can join. The first and most obvious reason is safety of course. The second one, as they put it, is professionalism.

Most of us wouldn't have thought about this 2nd reason, but I guess before the therapists start working in hospitals, their employers emphasized the need to 'keep a distance' from their patients. It's pretty much the same in other fields of work - you have to draw the line between someone as your customer and as your friend.

I agree with this mindset, but I feel that professionalism is something you show when you're at work, or going through work-related issues outside working hours. I don't see how one can show professionalism when one is, to quote the above as an example, out diving with someone.

Whatever the case, I look forward to getting my advanced diving cerfitication as well as more dive trips with more people.

Someone's getting married

I was on my way home one night, and I saw this made-shift sign hung on the railing of the LRT:




I thought it looked rather sweet, so I took a photo of it (happened to bring my camera out). I'm quite glad to note that my hands are still pretty steady even after a long period of lack of practice on taking night shoot photos without a tripod.

As I walked home, I came across another sign indicating the direction to get to the wedding venue. However, that shiny thing (don't know what it's called) seemed to have been dismembered, leaving only a couple of sticks hanging in its place.




The wedding venue is actually pretty near my block, which explains why I come across these signs on my way home from the LRT. But I didn't go to the wedding venue, couldn't wait to get home.