| !Attention Pls. Read the previous entry first. Then follow up with this one. TQ! Now, where was I? Oh ya. The lights came on...And It was really an OMG scene. There was a dead person lying on this operation table. You could pretty much figure she was dead because there was blood, all around her. Her legs, which were spread apart like when in labour (getting squimmy here), trays of tools, the table, discarded hand gloves were also covered in blood. Gawd, what operation were they going, you ask? Transexual op it was. AHHhhgg, so now we know this person bled to death AND her operators abandoned her, because it was an illegal operation. She died 2 days before wendy, so now, there was a link. It wasn't long before the CSIs narrowed the suspects down to the Doc 1-cum-counseller. Remember her? Well, surprise surprise! She was also a He. So that explains why she's so empathatic towards those desperate transsies. Anyway, she wasn't really a doctor 'cos she didn't get her cert. And all these while, she had been operating on men who couldn't and didn't want to wait any longer to become what they were "meant to be". Imagine the horror, explained Wendy's best 'girl'-friend, "...of having a woman's brain and a man's body." That's why they took this risky shortcut. If not, they'd have to wait a few years for the hormonal changes to set in and to get psychologically prepared, as part of the procedure. But Doc 1 wasn't the one who killed Wendy...... it was Doc 1's husband. He saw her stumbling out of the storage houses after seeing her dead , she saw him watching her, so she sped off! She got caught by the policeman for speeding, but she didn't ask for help! Her pursuer caught up with her, annnnd cut out her adam's apple.... Crime solved. |
what goes around comes back even harder- Candy Wong Feb 2009
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
CSI 100th Episode (con'td)
Monday, April 04, 2005
CSI 100th Episode
| Caught the episode that was dubbed "most controversial" of the series last night. Actually, I didn't bother much about the controversial part, just the "CSI's milestone", "1st time in Asia" and the highlights which showed Warrick and 2 other Investigators entering a dark room. So his flashlight shone on something grim and bloody and he was all "Hit the lights, hit the lights!"... Waoh, so intriguing hor? That why I decided to watch it eventhough it was past my bedtime. So the story goes (something )like this. They found a body, duh (it always starts like this wad). Apparently, the woman, Wendy, had her throat cut out "surgically". So they do the post mortem and all that necessary stuff and got these info: she was stopped by a policeman for speeding, sexually assulted, AND "she" WAS a he. So they proceed to find out more about her background. At first, of course, they suspected the policeman. But after the DNA tests, he was off the hook. Now, who next, leh? In Wendy's car, was a driver's license belonging to a guy. the CSIs thought that she might have stolen or burrowed it from that person. Somehow, that person seemed non-existent, then loo and behold, the guy turned out to be the previous her... this is gonna be a bloody long entry. Next, the CSIs contacted her, get this, would-be husband. He's perfectly normal except he didn't suspect anything when she readily agreed not to engage in pre-marital sex... haha. when checking out their house, they found in the toilet bin a used menstrual pad. What the...?! Another twist it seems. More checking. Oops, it was her blood alright, but it wasn't "uterus blood" as they called it. So, someone had helped her draw her blood so she could smear it on the pads. Now, why would she do that? "It's all part of being a normal woman." This led the CSIs on the search for the doc who operated/transformed her. They found her counseller, i forgot her name... Doc 1? Doc 1's a woman, married to a divorced man who had a daughter. She seem to show alot of sympathy and empathy towards "transsies". She also met up with Wendy on the night of her murder, but had proof that she was at her daughter's soccer game during the time of murder.Anyway, the other group of Investigators had found this post-it note on Wendy's mirror, which says "Section E ..." with some numbers. So this team plotted out the route she took from Doc 1's house to when she was caught for speeding. There was "14 mins of the victim's time unaccounted for." Hmm. One guy pointed out that near her driving route, were loads of store-houses... At the venue, they saw footprints. Bloody footprints. (By the way, the block they were in was section E.) And as anyone could have guessed, they would lead to the second crime scene. Using the series of number on the note, they unlocked the door. Person 1 steps in and his flash light falls on some bloody mass and a leg. He goes "what the..." then continues to shine across horizontally to find more blood and body... Here comes "hit the lights, hit the lights!" Then, "Oh my god..." (to be cont' on nxt entry) |
Friday, April 01, 2005
Damn! It Feels Good To Be Home
I just got back yesterday from a road trip to Cameron Highlands. It was THE most unpleasant road trip ever! Especially, when we had to take a mini van UP the curvacious mountain road...And did I mention I felt the tremors of the Sumatra earthhquake?
Yup, this's what happened... After the day tour aroung the highlands, we returned back to the resort. My mum and I turned in late; at about 11+ pm. Naturally, I took my glasses off already... After a while, as I was turning around to have my back face my mum (note:we were sleeping on 2 separate beds), I felt the bed shaking like I was sharing it with somebody else. So I turned back again to look at what my mum was doing. Guess what, she was tosing about in HER bed. So I said, " Mummy, when you move arh, I can feel it on this bed leh..." She said," Is it? Sorry hor... that means the floor boards are lousy lor."
A few moments later, I felt the bed moving slightly again, but this time, my mum wasn't moving. Thus, I thought she's probably scratching that's why I cannot see. Then I adjusted my blanket and tried to sleep. Right away, My mum blurted out," Hey, when you were moving, I also felt it you know?" I was like, oh well, very tired already, so just let me be "rocked" to sleep. I slept very soundly that night.
The next morning, my mum got up early with my aunt to have a walk while my cousin and I slept in a little longer. Soon, the phone rang and I knew it was time to get up for breakfast. My aunt said she'd be coming up to take us down. Later on, when she poked her head 'round the door, she brought a surprise for me. This was what ahe said, "Aye, last night got earthquake leh!" And my mind just put out a million fireworks. "How the... so THAT was what we felt!!! OH MY GAWD... That's SO COOL!! I felt an earthquake!! I can't wait to tell my friends about it..." and so on. So i decided to probe deeper as to how they got the news...
It turned out that another guest approached my mum and aunt and asked this funny question, " Did you two experience anything strange last night? Then that two aunties' minds immediately jump to the supernatural, so they replied," No wad, we slept soundly leh." So that guy explained with his eyes wide open," Last night got earthquake..." Hahaha! That hit my mum and she told them what we felt lor. Was pretty funny and I was so damn excited about the experience.
Hmm, but after watching the devasting news begin broadcast, I began to feel quite guilty... like how can I be so happy about feeling the tremors when so many people got killed by the quake itself. And I also thought about the Tsunami victims as well, so the atmosphere become rather solemn as well... anyway, I'm just glad to be back in S'pore now...
Yup, this's what happened... After the day tour aroung the highlands, we returned back to the resort. My mum and I turned in late; at about 11+ pm. Naturally, I took my glasses off already... After a while, as I was turning around to have my back face my mum (note:we were sleeping on 2 separate beds), I felt the bed shaking like I was sharing it with somebody else. So I turned back again to look at what my mum was doing. Guess what, she was tosing about in HER bed. So I said, " Mummy, when you move arh, I can feel it on this bed leh..." She said," Is it? Sorry hor... that means the floor boards are lousy lor."
A few moments later, I felt the bed moving slightly again, but this time, my mum wasn't moving. Thus, I thought she's probably scratching that's why I cannot see. Then I adjusted my blanket and tried to sleep. Right away, My mum blurted out," Hey, when you were moving, I also felt it you know?" I was like, oh well, very tired already, so just let me be "rocked" to sleep. I slept very soundly that night.
The next morning, my mum got up early with my aunt to have a walk while my cousin and I slept in a little longer. Soon, the phone rang and I knew it was time to get up for breakfast. My aunt said she'd be coming up to take us down. Later on, when she poked her head 'round the door, she brought a surprise for me. This was what ahe said, "Aye, last night got earthquake leh!" And my mind just put out a million fireworks. "How the... so THAT was what we felt!!! OH MY GAWD... That's SO COOL!! I felt an earthquake!! I can't wait to tell my friends about it..." and so on. So i decided to probe deeper as to how they got the news...
It turned out that another guest approached my mum and aunt and asked this funny question, " Did you two experience anything strange last night? Then that two aunties' minds immediately jump to the supernatural, so they replied," No wad, we slept soundly leh." So that guy explained with his eyes wide open," Last night got earthquake..." Hahaha! That hit my mum and she told them what we felt lor. Was pretty funny and I was so damn excited about the experience.
Hmm, but after watching the devasting news begin broadcast, I began to feel quite guilty... like how can I be so happy about feeling the tremors when so many people got killed by the quake itself. And I also thought about the Tsunami victims as well, so the atmosphere become rather solemn as well... anyway, I'm just glad to be back in S'pore now...
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