Chio

Chio Bu!

Chio bu is not as chio bu seems.

According to my older colleagues who are totally Hokkien-literate, chio can be used in these 2 contexts:

1) "Chio" MAN = flirtatious, randy, horny.

2) "Chio" WOMAN= slutty, dressed to entice men.

Apparently, all the people from the older generation agreed with the above interpretation of "chio". On the contrary, none of the young 'uns knew the "original" meaning of "chio", and were totally appalled by the fact "chio bu" is actually a derogatory term.

So girls, box the next fella who calls you a chio bu! HAHA!

Anyway, AM I A WORKAHOLIC? Honestly, i don't know. All i know is i take pride in what i do and i don't like being half-fucked. It's hard not to worry and even harder not to develop emotional attachments to my patients. I try not to bring home any feelings associated with work but it's tough sometimes.

Right now, i'm worried about my little American Shorthair. I have faith that she's gonna come right soon, but it's taking awhile and i'm getting restless. It'd be really nice to nurse her back to health again. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that she'll survive this.

On the other hand, Polar's not looking too good when i left. I have a feeling Grim Reaper might pay him a visit tonight. It sucks when i have to let my patients go, but I constantly remind myself that i'm not God.

On a lighter note, this is from Rouge and her mistress. Candies from Precious Moments! It feels good to be appreciated.

"...just take me in, and keep me from the rain..."