To Germany : Muahahahahahahahah! *gelak evil*

Viva italia!!

NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brazil lost!!!

*wails*

whywhywhywhywhyWHYYYYYYY??????????

well, I know why, so you don't have to point it out to me (seriously, DON'T), but even so, I was hoping....

*sigh*

frust giler seh.

heck, I'm not even a football fan usually.

p/s : despite their lost against Portugal, I thought England played well. It was a shame it ended as it did...

I'm (not) what?

You are 28.57% jealous!

For this test, the average jealousy percentage is 35.54%.

524789 people have taken this test to date.

This percentage means that :

You have very few jealous traits.

You rarely over-react and have a handle on the severity of situations.

Whatever jealous attributes you do have will not present a problem in relationships, and will sometimes help.

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**Eh, macam sikit je...

if you want to find out about yourself, click here

Psychiatry no more

This week's the last week of my Psychiatry rotation.

Had my last ward round last Tuesday. I got to write in the notes again. The SHO was on leave so I took over (hehehe...*gelak evil*).

At the end of the ward round, sat down with the consultant for assessment and signing of my log book.

The consultant was really nice. He actually wrote in my logbook 'excellent social graces'. Well, for my lack of knowledge I have to make up somehow by being enthusiastic.

It WAS a good firm. I'll miss each and every patient there, crazy or not.

It was one of the best rotation I've had this year. I still want to do Obs&Gynae, but I think I'll take up Psychiatry as a special interest.

What keeps me going...

**4th year med is just too long. Can't wait to go home. **

1) The thought that I'll be home in a little bit more than a month

2) Thoughts of Azureen and my parents' reports of her progress. Video clips of her that I took whenever I was home help a lot

3) That midnight phone call

4) The thought that I'd be seeing that someone after 11 long months

5) My next-door neighbour (also my best friend, my ex-classmate, my ex-roommate), who knows me more than anyone else (in many ways)

Weddings....

Wow.

That's all I can say.

There are SO many weddings!

Everyone I know got married/is getting married this year!

Is it something in the air? Something in the water?

There are nine so far....I suppose I can expect more.

Don't get me wrong, I adore weddings, and I'm glad that everyone who's getting married is doing so...I wish them all the happiness in the world.

Just astounded by the sheer number, I guess. I'm also painfully reminded of my age...well, 23 (ok ok..24 this year) is not old, but that's about the time pressure sets in, isn't it?

Ok...it's scary.

Being grown-up doesn't seem like a good idea at the moment.

Better be prepared to dodge nosy questions from nosy makciks this summer hols....

Comic relief

As I was blog-hopping, wasting time (as usual), I found sth on someone's blog. Twas quite funny. And since my own blog has been filled with my teenage angst (although I'm not a teen anymore I sure feel like one, so just go along with me on this one) I thought that it'll be nice to lighten the blog a bit with this little piece...enjoy!

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You might like this. This is hilarious... even an Englishman could not construct sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and Singaporeans.

Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence using 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 and 10. Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1. This is what he came up with... 1 day I go 2 climb up a 3 outside a house to peep. But the couple saw me, so I panic and 4 down. The man rush out and wanted to 5 with me. I run until I fall 6 and throw up. So I go into 7 eleven and grab some 8 to throw at him. Then I took a 9 and try to stab him. 10 God he run away.

So, I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7 eleven. Next day, I call my boss and say I am 6 . He said 5, tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work. He also asks me to climb a 3 and jump down. I don't understand, I am so nice 2 him but I don't know what he 1.

When she was bad....

Finally recovered from perpetual 'crabbiness', all is bright and beautiful again *grins*.

Had psychiatry lectures today. It. Was. So. Boring! For the first lecture, the consultant was quite pleasing to look at *winks* but even that didn't help save the lecture. Or perhaps it has something to do with the late-night marathon I did...hmm...

After the first lecture, one of my friends wanted to get her ticket to go back home for the summer. Since I knew I was gonna sleep anyway if I stayed, I decided to accompany her. (What?? I was SO going to sleep, and besides, I haven't been to Central London in ages! And they have the lecture handouts online, so it wasn't that bad, was it?)

So off we went, had to go to two travel agents to find a decent deal. After that we stopped at my favourite shoe shop - Clarks!!

The only reason why all my shoes over here are Clarks shoes is because their shoes are some of the most comfortable I've ever worn. And my feet are kinda fussy about shoes. I needed some summer footwear.

I saw one casual wear I've been eyeing for a couple of weeks, so I grabbed that pair in about 5 minutes. Paid for those at the counter, and then my eyes fell onto another pair - oh! They're so pretty!! Tried them on - VERY comfortable heels. Looked at the price. Hmm. It was ok (a little bit pricey but still not too bad) but then I'd already bought a pair. Had to think. Went walking around the shop with the shoes for about 5 mins. Then I felt a bit conscious since one of those guys working there kept looking at me with the shoes, asking if I've made my mind up. So I took them off. Walked around somemore with the shoes in my hand. Ignored the guy. Then I thought "Oh, what the heck" so I marched to the counter and told the cashier firmly "I'll take them".

Now I have 2 more pairs to add to my collection (not that they're THAT many, compared to other people I know, they need a whole cupboard to keep all their shoes!). Mine is just lined up near my door.

So yeah, I've been a little bit naughty today...didn't go for lectures, spent quite a bit...

I promise I'll be very good from now on...

VERY, VERY good.

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The Cuckoo's Nest??

Started Psychiatry early this week. Had lectures the past 2 days, and today was my first day on the wards.

2 students per firm, and I was assigned to the Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit (with another guy who's to be my firm partner).

Initial thoughts within 5 minutes of arrival on the ward:

"Double doors? Locked all the time? Hmm...."

"Where are the beds? Single rooms? Darn, they have it good here"

"Oookay...they are all males.."

"Ermm..why is that guy staring at us from outside the locked office?"

"What IS he doing?"

Had a tour around the ward, we were told to carry bleeps with alarms whenever we're there (security reasons, just in case..apparently the patients can get violent if you're not careful). Were told to always go in pairs whenever we wanted to see a patient.

Talked to a schizophrenic patient just now. Has quite strange delusions. He was found walking aimlessly by the policw on the motorway. He claimed he was 'on the way from Hell to Heaven'.

Mental illness aside, he was a really nice person to talk to. But dear God, I was trying so hard not to giggle or laugh. The other patients were really 'keen' to talk to us too...one guy actually requested to be interviewed.

I don't think I'd choose Psychiatry as a career, but this coming 6 weeks will surely be interesting...

I'm tired.

With everything.

The smallest things can frustrate me nowadays.

Looking at previous entries and judging from the current one, I haven't been my optimistic self for a long time. Haven't written anything worth reading for ages.

Sometimes I feel like leaving everything and run away.

I know this is a phase, and it will pass.

Till then, Lord, give me strength.

Thinking out loud

I don't know. I just don't know.

Everything's uncertain. I hate uncertainties. That's why I always choose the path where I can see the end point.

On the other hand, it's unfair to hope things will go my way.

I'm more than willing to go down the other road; but I need reassurance, anything that can convince me to make that move towards the unknown.

Update

It's been quite sometime since I wrote a proper entry in my blog. Partly because I've been lazy, mostly because I've been so busy.

Started Neurology module at Oldchurch Hospital. It takes approx. 1 hour to travel from my place. Have to take the tube, then the train, then a bus. It's been only 1 week, but travelling kinda wears me out. And I usually have to be in by 9 am (thus I have to get up at 7 latest to get ready) and arrive back at Floyer House usually abt 6.30 pm. The timetable's really packed, we hardly have time to clerk and examine patients. Have to do a minimum of 2 per week, even that is quite a challenge.

But having said that, I have to admit I asked for it. I applied for Oldchurch Hospital because my seniors said they have excellent teaching. And they do. If only we have more time to do things....

I've crossed out Neurology as a career option. I do like Neuro, but I can't see myself doing it for the rest of my life. Sat in during clinics today, and SO many patients come in with headaches and fatigue and pins and needles yada yada yada. Some of the complaints can be psychological. And consultation of each patient takes SO LONG! Don't think I have the energy to cope with that.

I think I'll stick to Obs and Gynae. Things are more structured and less complicated. You are either pregnant or you're not. You are either incontinent or you're not. Not so much grey area there.

So yeah, now I'm in my 2nd week of Neurology out of a total of 4 weeks. Next rotation will be Psychiatry, the branch of medicine I've struck off as a career option a long time ago. Can't listen to people talk for a long time, you see. I get restless...or even worse, I fall asleep! Nevertheless, I'm sure it'll be interesting an interesting 6-week rotation.

We'll see........

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(this entry is for Kit)

Kit! I'm really sorry that I'll be missing your wedding. Wish I could be there, I always thought I'd be part of it too....

Apapepun, I wish you all the happiness in the world! Although I won't physically be at your wedding, please know that you have all my love and best wishes on that day!!

Tell Althie he better treat you right. Or he'd have to face me (and Amy too!). I'm sure he will, though ;)

Lots of hugs and kisses!

In love with.....

Michael Buble's 'You'll Never Know'

Well, it's not exactly his song. The song's been around for quite sometime. Frank Sinatra sang it, Barbra Streisand sang it. But I gotta say, Buble's rendition gave me goosebumps.

::You'll Never Know::

Darling, I'm so blue without you
I think about you the live-long day
When you ask me if I'm lonely
Then I only have this to say

You'll never know just how much I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
And if I tried, I still couldn't hide my love for you
You ought to know, for haven't I told you so
A million or more times?

You went away and my heart went with you
I speak your name in my ev'ry prayer
If there is some other way to prove that I love you
I swear I don't know how
You'll never know if you don't know now

You'll never know just how much I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
You said good-bye, no stars in the sky refuse to shine
Take it from me, it's no fun to be alone
With moonlight and memories

*this is Frank Sinatra's version. Other singers usually leave the 1st and 4th verses out. Can't imagine why.

Arrrrrggggghhhh!!

Why am I so restless?

Been surfing the net aimlessly for hours, coz I can't focus

Must be having withdrawal symptoms...I miss home

Can't even sit and read for five minutes!

I think I'll go and cook something...chop some things up

Chop things up....hmmm....that sounds like a good idea....

Random thoughts (or, not-so-random..)

1. Back in London

2. Bummer!

3. Why does London seem so alien to me for the first time in four years?

4. I'm actually finally doing my essay (three cheers for me!!)

5. Wonder what Azureen is doing right now?

6. I miss Baskin Robbins' Banana Royale with strawberry topping

7. Can't wait to graduate

8. After graduating....what?

9. Laundry - ack!!

10. Can't wait to leave this country for good

Hello.

I'm back in Malaysia.

Hehe, I know, I can hear you say: "Again??"

Well, I had 4 weeks of nothing to do in London, what was I supposed to do there?

Neways, had a little bit of money saved for times like this one, so I bought the ticket home.

And also, I was starting to miss Azureen a little more than a bit.

When I saw Azureen at the airport last Thursday, she looked at me appraisingly (at least that was what it felt like) and then extended her arms out to me.

Heck, I'd spend triple the ticket price for that.

Here's her latest photo:

She really is the cutest little girl of her generation. Hehe.

Been lazing and idling around so far, I still have my SSM essay to do. After the ordeal I went through with my 3rd Year SSM, I am determined not to go through the same headache again. So I'm gonna officially (re)start today. I'm telling you this so that I will actually start; it's harder to lie to other people than yourself. At least, in my case.

Went back to SM Puteri yesterday. Mak called from school and said that an O&G consultant was giving a talk to the students. Went there coz I figured she'd be a good person to get career advice from. She gave a lecture on gynaecological problems. It was quite a good one, but the Q&A session had me floored. The students were asking questions about labial piercings and torn hymens and how to (surgically) restore it and masturbation!! What the....!!!!???

Things have DEFINITELY changed since I left school. I don't think anyone in my year ever thought of such things to ask! I'm pretty sure that a number of us at that age were still ignorant of such matters, while the 'enlightened ones' wouldn't dream to raise such issues in front of 200-odd students and 15 teachers.

I'm starting to feel too old (fashioned)....

After leaving the school, I decided to go to Jaya Jusco in Seremban 2. It was opened late last year, thought I'd go and see what it had to offer.

The place is quite all right, although looking at the facade you'd expect more stores inside. But it's okay, we now have TGV and another bowling place and MPH (YAY!!!). Went to MPH, wanted to look for a book highly recommended to me; 'The Sealed Nectar' by Safi-ur-Rahman Al-Mubarakpuri. It's a biography of the Prophet Muhammad s.a.w. and it won first prize at the worldwide competition on the biography of The Prophet in 1979.

Neways, as I was saying, I saw the book, and when I placed the book on the counter, the cashier (who was an Indian lady) took a look at the book and asked me "Ni Quran ke?"

I was a little bit confused at first, and then I caught her meaning. When I said "No" she then proceeded with the transaction (with calligraphy on its jacket, I suppose the book does look similar to the Quran on the outside).

The point I'm trying to make is that I felt quite touched by her sensitivity. We live in a multi-cultural society, but how much do we know about the people who are of a different race and religion from us?

The Malays - well, since we are the majority in this country, chances are people know our taboos, our dos and donts e.g we don't eat pork, only halal meat, and other cultural and religious needs. But how many of us Malays are aware about the needs of other races? I still come across Malays working at eating places who don't know that Indians don't eat beef and kick up a fuss when they are politely told so.

Sensitivity is great, as long as it applies to us.

Does that sound fair to you?

Ah well....that's just me saying. Other people may have other thoughts regarding this matter, this is mine.

That's quite enough I think...

*OUCH*

Went to a roller-skating rink for a friend's birthday today. Never skated before in my life, I have one of those moms who says 'no' to almost anything.

Now I know why.

It wasn't as easy as it looked. Spent most of the first half-hour clinging to the railing. After that, I could actually skate forwards, but the problem was I didn't know how to stop.

Fell down quite a few times. I think I set a new record for that place. Fell on my rear end a few times, once I even collided with another person. Another time I fell on my left leg, I felt something cracked. Probably I pulled a ligament or two.

I am SO gonna be sore tomorrow.

That experience was like a reality check for me. I liked to think that I'd be able to do anything, learn new skills easily. Although I'm sure I'd be able to do it if I practiced long enough, but the fact that I'm not a very fast learner is a very sobering thought.

Ah well, so I won't be able to make it for the cast of Starlight Express. I guess I'm just one of those people more suited to have both feet planted firmly on the ground.

Tagged!! (yet again..)

Hello kids! (I know, I know, most of you people are old enough to be mak and bapak orang, but don't be offended...just humour me okay?)

Post-Human Development exam, I am still alive. How did it go? I have no idea. It was one of those strange papers where they asked the most trivial things. Just hope I did okay.

Neways, having 1 week of lectures now...kinda boring to be honest - with all due respect to the lecturers of course...it's just that ENT is not my thing. Snotty noses and waxy ears. If you're a medical student / junior doctor, and you're deciding on which area you want to specialize in, I've been told that you're supposed to choose something that doesn't gross you out. Yes people, it's not merely blood we have to deal with. There are other bodily secretions and a few other bits and pieces. For example, if you're comfortable looking at patients' sputum pots, then you can consider respiratory medicine. If you can look up people's as*es and still maintain your dignity, hey, we'll make a colorectal surgeon out of you!

Oookay, I'm sure most of you are put off already. So we'll move along swiftly. Sorry folks, if you mix around people in the medical profession long enough you'd notice that they'll bring their work wherever they go; at the dinner table, family gatherings, in conversations with random strangers. As long as there's an audience. It's just that we tend to think that other people are just as enthusiastic about the topic as we are, no matter how disgusting. These last 4 years, I've learned that no one in my family can stand the descriptions of the gory side of medicine, nor are they interested in it. So I've decided to keep my enthusiasm to myself.

Sheesh, it's like I'm having verbal diarrhoea or something (not exactly verbal la, since I'm typing them down). Neways, as the title suggested, I've been tagged! Kit's the culprit. So here goes....

Tag : 4 Things

4 jobs
1) Mak's secretary
2) Everyone's driver
3) Everyone's errand-girl (or woman, whatever)
4) Azureen's photographer

4 movies I love
1) Meet Me in St Louis
2) Lord of the Rings Trilogy (I don't care..this counts as one)
3) Robin Hood : Men in Tights
4) P. Ramlee's Bujang Lapok Series and Sarjan Hassan (I don't care!! They count as one as well!!)
**This goes to prove that doctors can't count..

4 places I've lived
1) Terengganu (I was born there...don't remember much for obvious reasons)
2) Klang, Selangor
3) Sabah
4) A private halls of residence down the road. In my 2nd year

4 tv shows I love to watch
**I hate it when they ask this question. It's assumed that EVERYONE owns and watches tv. I don't have a tv here..only watch tv when I got back to Msia. But to answer the question:
1) Whose Line is it Anyway
2) CSI
3) CSI : Miami
4) Lonely Planet. When it's Ian Wright

4 places I've been on vacation
1) United States of America (California, Florida)
2) Australia
3) Egypt
4) Indonesia (I do go to countries in the SE Asia region...)

4 blogs I visit daily
1) Kit-and-Althie's
2) Kenny Sia at kennysia.com. That bloke can really write!
3) Afdlin Shauki's blog
4) hmm sape lagi ye?

4 favourite foods
1) Mak's chicken rice!!
2) Tom Yam
3) Mak's laksa johor
4) Ayam berlada

4 places I'd rather be..
1) Home
2) Home
3) Home
4) Where the heart is..(apart from home la...)

4 albums I can't live without
1) Michael Buble's self-titled album
2) Kumpulan Vokal Berharmoni album (hehe...what can I say..)
3) Sudirman Dwidekad
4) Francesca Peters' Suara Rindu Fran

4 vehicles I've owned
1) Ermm...basikal
2) Basikal
3) Basikal
4) Kelisa (which is technically my sister's, but I share it with her)

4 taggees
Ermmm...
1) Peah
2) Yatt
3) Niesa
4) You!

Jalan2 cari makan....

Been having GP attachment beginning this week...thursday's the last day (it's technically today, since it's already 1.45 am..). Wednesday's half day, the afternoons are reserved by the college for sports activities, regardless whether you're inclined to do it or not...no prizes for guessing my preference..hehe..

Neways, since I had the afternoon off, my mind began to think of ways of keeping myself occupied for the day. Nevermind the exam on Friday, I just had to take a break...

And I decided to go to Central London. Purely because the on the previous night just before I fell asleep I felt like eating chinese fried rice with sweet sour chicken at Chopstix.

You might wonder why I actually travelled 45 minutes on the bus for a Chinese takeaway...well I wonder myself. Must be my upbringing. Growing up, I remember the whole family going on a long trip just to eat something.

1) Before Pizza Hut came to Seremban, my parents took my sisters and I to Malacca whenever we felt like having pizza. We would then stop by at Jusco on the way home coz my mom loves the danish bread there. Apart from Malacca, we used to go to The Mall in KL.

2) Ming Court Hotel in Port Dickson had the best ice kacang ever!! We'd go to PD during hot afternoons to treat ourselves. Don't know what happened to that hotel. Last I heard it was closed for renovation

3) There was a time when we'd go to KL just because we wanted to eat steak at Victoria Station.

4) Oh yes! Nasi daun pisang in PD Golf Club...one of our frequent haunts these days

5) Port Dickson again....on Saturdays or Sundays we used to go to this particular stall for breakfast..they have the best nasi lemak ever

Come to think of it...it wasn't so much because of the food...it was the family trips that mattered..