Tuesday 30 June 2009

Now we wait for Judgement Day

HAHA.
The Ticker above this says 1 day since doomsday.
I was wondering what it would show once the date had passed. :p



The possibility of failure has never seemed so real before.
Ah well.
All the theory is behind me now, just left with OSCE (the clinical exam - which is a stand-alone paper btw).
I'm fervently hoping I don't have to resit anything.
Pray with me will you?
:)



There is this group of people which I would very much like to avoid for the rest of my life if possible.
IMU insists on making me sit for exams with them. -__-
Why cant we be in different groups??
Rawrrr.

Next time I go anywhere new, I am going to bury myself in a hole and not make friends, or look at anyones faces long enough to recognise them later on.
That way, during any gathering (exams, social, classes...etc) I can safely look at them the way a stranger would.
Impassively.
No prejudices, no worries about them being prejudiced.



Meh.
Iz sleepy.
And hungry.
maw maw maw.



I reeeeaaaalllyyy hope I pass.
I don't think I could stand having to go thru all of this rubbish again for a resit.
Aih~
Since yesterday, everything has been in God's hands.

No, but seriously...HOW many times are they going to ask about laryngeal carcinoma and freaking Proton-Pump Inhibitors!?
Like as though when we go work we're going to see cancers and stomach ulcers every bloody day rite?!



Maw.



Okeh.
I go sleep now.
Nitenite.



~vid~

Saturday 27 June 2009

Gah.

At one n a half days to go...I lose motivation now.
Of ALL the ****ing times!

If I go sit for exam with all that I know now...I will get a big fat zero.
-_-

Ze doctor gave me acetylcysteine (sound familiar anybody?) to clear my head.
Now my nose is on a marathon run. T_T
I bloody need plumbing for my nose.

God bless anyone who understood anything I just said.

Pray for me will you? :(
*cross fingers*

5 more days to freedom.
1 more day of hell. Go for it.

~vid~

Tuesday 23 June 2009

Today, I learnt...


...that if you stick your fingers into cow urine long enough, they will turn yellow.


LOL.

~vid~

Sunday 21 June 2009

Knock knock.


The one sure-fire way to lose all peace of mind.




Random footsteps in empty halls.
Doors creaking open and shut on their own.
Chimes tinkling even when all the windows and doors are closed.
Anklet sounds pacing up and down in front of the stairs.
Knocking at the door.
Voices.
Shadows.

Imagine having a conversation with your housemate, only to later find out she hadn't been in the house at the time.
Who were you talking to?

After having lived with it for so long, its hard to differentiate whether things are really happening, or whether its all part of my imagination.

But when you hear anklet sounds pacing not an inch away from you,
and when it continues pacing even when you turn and look,
and when your housemate walks out of her room because she hears the same sound...
...would you say it was all imagination?





Over a month ago, when I said the penthouse was haunted...I hadn't been joking.
But somehow I doubt its ghosts we're living with.
Its something different altogether.
Its nothing to do with the house. It wasn't haunted when we moved in, and the house itself is not haunted now.



Do you believe in kena jampi?


~vid~

Friday 19 June 2009

Contemplation



10 days to Doomsday.

14 days to Freedom.





I want to sit in front of the tv all day long and watch back to back episodes of Jamie Oliver.



I want to spin round and round until I fall down dizzy.



I want to dance in the rain.



I want to listen to this song over and over and over until I'm sick of it.




I want to sing out loud like nobody's listening.






I miss my music.
I took it for granted while I had my chance, but now that I don't have the time anymore,
it feels like a big part of me is missing.


I'm in love with Jon Schmidt's playing.
I feel so unaccomplished now.





What if I had taken a different path?

I somehow feel I have wasted one and half years of my life.
Nothing stands out about uni.
Maybe thats why I feel empty, dissatisfied.
Demotivated.




No more.



I have one more hurdle to clamber over first.
Clamber.
I probably won't clear it with a clean jump. It will be a struggle.
But hopefully it only takes one attempt.



Would I be allowed one more chance?



~vid~

Tuesday 16 June 2009

*jumps around*



You'll never guess whooooooooo I saw today.


I is happy.

No no.
I is...bahagia. :)



~vid~

I am nonsensical.



I was looking for my anatomy notes this morning.
I knew I had the entire set of notes on the heart, because in the first week of this semester, i unfailingly attended every lecture.
BUT, I had no idea where I'd put them.
-_-

So I hunted la the whole house.
Then there was this huge black box file on the table, and I didn't know whose it was.
And I wanted to open it and check for my notes (it was the only place I hadn't checked yet),
but like I said, I didn't know whose file it was, and its not nice to randomly open ppls stuff and check.


But I was desperate.


So I opened the file.
And then it hit me.
I knew whose file it was.


Mine.
-__-


And yes my notes were inside it.
I had put them there so I wouldn't lose them.

I am such an idiot sometimes its not even funny.



~vid~

Monday 15 June 2009

This is My Idea

Was bored and looked up random songs on youtube.
This is a song from my favourite movie when I was young.
This is my idea from The Swan Princess.



- J Me -

Sunday 14 June 2009

I need...






...some magic elixir-thingamajiggy
that will clear all the fuzziness out of my brain,
and channel every fibre of my being into cramming for EOS.

I've come to the conclusion that every method of studying I've ever used...can only be used once.
I crammed the entire semester 1 syllabus in 4 days.
I can no longer do that.
I camped in the library for two weeks before the previous EOS.
I can no longer do
that.

Okeh.
Thats probably the only two methods I've ever used. :p

I also have this awful awful inability to restudy things I've already studied.
I'm a read-once person.
Now if everything stayed in my head, that method would work
excellently.

Screw methods.
Right now I'm in desperate need of a miracle.

If I get through this, I promise (I've said this so often that no one believes me anymore)
I PROMISE...that I will study consistently next semester.
PROMISE.
Like, really really really and truly promise.

Lord, grant me the strength and focus to concentrate on my work for the next two weeks, so that I may pass this hurdle.
Please please please please.
Pweddy pwease kay. :(




This is a random picture.



Its here because it makes me happy.



~vid~

Saturday 13 June 2009

My Hero. ;)



Since I am as yet not sleepy, but definitely in no mood to study,
I shall blog.



Today, I be introducing y'all to
my hero, my inspiration,
the one person who never fails to put a smile on my face and send me into fits of laughter, no matter how down I'm feeling...



The awesomest of the awesome...





*drumroll*





BARNEY STINSON!
:D





I no longer care whether Ted ever meets the woman in HIMYM.
I watch the show for Barney. :)

Hes
SUCH a dork, and yet he's still awesome.
What with his Laser Tag, and suits, and StormTroopers.
Awesome takes on a whole new definition :p

And I don't care if hes gay in real life.
(his partner very comel btw...y'all remember Scooter from Lily and Marshall's wedding?)

Although its very saddsifying la. :(
Neil Patrick Harris is bloody sexy ok.





Ah well.
The universe works in strange ways wtf. :p
And to all of you out there who love him as much as I do...hypothetical high five!




I want Season 5 to come out!
Iz going to be legendary...as always.








When I get sad, I just stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.
~Barney Stinson

My official motto in life. ;)



~vid~

Friday 12 June 2009

Not happy.



Results came today.
Not happy not happy not happy NOT HAPPY.
=(

I don't like studying medicine. Period.

Can't I just fast forward the next 1+ years of theory??

I like the hospital.
I like people.

I don't like books.

Not happy. =(



~vid~

Thursday 11 June 2009

Har Meen (the mystical prawn story)


vid says:
mommie mommie

Green Ninja. says:
baby!

vid says:
iz bored

Green Ninja. says:
awh
lai lai
mommy tell you story
one day
while mommy was eating har meen
suddenly the prawn jump out
and told me it's a special prawn.
mystical

vid says:
n then

Green Ninja. says:
mommy ate the prawn anyway
moral of the story
always finish your food






-__-
LOL.
Damn wtf punye story.
But my mommie (aka Kington Lee) is still teh awesomest!! :D

~vid~

How You Remind Me

I know this is an old song, but it still rocks. :)
Why is it Nickelback's songs are all sad?




How You Remind Me - Nickelback




Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick inside without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me

This is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am

Its not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down until the bottom of every bottle
Despite words in my head
Scream "Are we having fun yet?"
Yet, yet, yet, no no
Yet, yet, yet, no no

Its not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
Cos living with me must have damn near killed you
And this is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am

Its not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down until the bottom of every bottle
Despite words in my head
Scream "Are we having fun yet?"
Yet, yet, yet, no no
Yet, yet, yet, no no
Yet, yet, yet, no no
Yet, yet, yet, no no

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
And this is how you remind me

This is how you remind me

This is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am

Its not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down until the bottom of every bottle
Despite words in my head
Scream "Are we having fun yet?"
Yet, yet, are we having fun yet
Yet, yet, are we having fun yet
Yet, yet, are we having fun yet
Yet, yet, yet, no no




~vid~

Greeeeeeen.



I swear I am going to turn green and start photosynthesizing soon.
I ate THAT much lettuce today.


bleugh.


~vid~

Wednesday 10 June 2009

*ahem*


OMG SMALL WORLD SMALL WORLD
SMALL WORLDDDDD!
:D



ahaha. ok bye. :D

~vid~

So sue me.


I wrote this last week, but I didn't publish it.

I will today, though,
because its been on my nerves for awhile, and if I don't let it out grand scale, then I won't be at peace wtf.




This is one of the times when I wish my blog was private.

But you know what?
I don't care.
I am going to say whatever I want to say, to hell with anyone who gets offended.





I am sick of indian guys.
No wait, I am sick of indian guys IN IMU.
SICK.
OF THEM.
As far as my experiences go, there are only three possible scenarios :

A) If I'm nice to them, they either :

* 1. Get so full of themselves and perasan that I'm madly in love with them, and then start acting weird.
* 2. They think I'm an easy target, then get so worked up when I tell them no, I'm not interested in a relationship.

B) If I'm
not nice to them :

* 3. They call me stuck up, or arrogant and conclude that I cannot be fully Indian.






WHY can't they understand the concept of JUST FRIENDS?

I am your friend.
FULLSTOP.

I am NOT in love with you, I will NEVER fall in love with you...
Live with it la omg.
And if I dont talk to you at all...then
OBVIOUSLY IM NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU LA.
You stupid or what?



I am done being nice to people.
DONE.


~vid~


P.S. I suddenly miss Taylor's. The indian fellas there were just as perasan, but at least they didn't have a habit of making your life miserable.

Tuesday 9 June 2009

Quick update

Hello.
I have nothing to say. :D




I should probably tell you about my KKB trip,
but I havent uploaded the photos from my cam, and all the photos of the hospital are in Mani's cam.
When I've gotten everything I shall write long long update k? :p

I really had a lot of fun.
Learnt alot.
And and...don't die of shock, but I'm actually beginning to love medicine.
(I still don't like having to study it)
I'm no longer feeling like I'm stuck in an alternate universe.
I have finally found my footing.

I liked that we had all the freedom to deal with the patients on our own.
I'm alot more confident when there isn't a senior doctor breathing down my neck. :p
And another factor would be my very easygoing partner.
I swear hes more easygoing than me (which I didn't think was even possible), and that just made it alot more relaxed.
No pressure, no kiasuness to make my life miserable. :)




OH OH.
AND I SAW A DELIVERY.
:D




Tell you ppl more about everything later k?



~vid~

Sunday 7 June 2009

Symbolism.


My phone keypad has been giving me problems for the past one week.
The speaker conged out yesterday so I can no longer answer calls.

I lost my ring on Thursday.

Lost my keys on Friday.
Had to wait til I got back home and found the spare keys before I could open my bag again.

I lost my patience yesterday.

A bead on my anklet fell out today.




I believe its called symbolism.
Bit by bit, everything is falling to pieces.

Symbolism.



~vid~

Maw.



I hate packing.
'Nuff said.




I still have my case presentation to write up.
Lazy leh.
There's nothing much to do, just to write it out properly, and then run through my notes in case I have to present tomorrow.
I can always do that even after going back there tonight. LOL.
I am pro at procrastinating.




I need to lose weight laaaa...I'm running out of clothes to wear already.
T.T
I need a jogging partner.
Anyone else need to go jogging?





There are certain people on this planet who insist on making life difficult for me.
Go away and mind your own business instead of minding mine can ah?




~vid~

Friday 5 June 2009

How To Snare A Husband.

Because it made Suh Ming laugh so very hard ;)




Green Ninja. says:
ada attack plan ah?

vid says:
dun have
tats why
tats why i come find my mommie lah

Green Ninja. says:
nak mommie tell you how to snare husband ah?

vid says:
yesh
:D

Green Ninja. says:
well i dont know your father to be honest
i was a bit of a loose panda in my days
not very proud of it





For all those who don't know, Green Ninja is a guy.
For all of those who have him on your respective msn lists...would be funnier for y'all la.
My friends so rock. ;)


~vid~

Hi. :D



HI :D



I like KKB.
HAHA.



No really, I do.
Sure, the hostel is HOT. AT NIGHT CAN DIE.
And of course we wont use blankets, because of the heat...and then when we wake up in the morning, we're freeeeezing cold.
Then we all fall sick la.
Cos never wear blanket.
So we would have been shivering.
But too sleepy to get up and pull the blanket.
LOL.


But not that bad la,
toilet oso boleh tahan la.
Can la.
lol.


But.
honestly man.
I would pick rotations and case presentations over lectures and exams ANY DAY.


I have finally found my niche.


NOW all I need to do is learn how to talk Tamil.
Oh, and Mandarin.
ahaha.
CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT STUPID SISTER SCOLDED ME FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO SPEAK TAMIL?!
WTF MAN.
ASK HER SPEAK MALAYALAM THEN SHE KNOW.
STUPID LADY.



Good night, I mau tidur in my own bedddd. :D
ahah.


~vid~


P.S! P.S! I want to say something about somebody, but but but got alot of IMU ppl read this blog rite. -__-
potong my steam man. ish.

Wednesday 3 June 2009

Flustered.

I am SO smart,
that I packed everything, including my keys,
and then padlocked my bag.

Thank God for spare keys man.

~vid~

Packing

I have managed to fit


- Clothes
  • - Formal
  • - Pyjamas
  • - Dinner
- Toiletries

- 4 cans of Nescafe

- 2 bottles of water

- My lab coat

- Steth (with Box so it doesn't get damaged)

- A file of GIT notes, with Testpad, Stationery, etc

- Macleod's

- Towel

- Bedsheet

- Blanket

- Pinkie

- My old black Taylor's bag (which I still carry to uni)


into one medium-sized bag, smaller than the one I carry home on weekends.

I am very proud of myself.

;)

2 hours and 50 minutes to go...I don't want to go at all!
ugh.

~vid~