FELLY BELLY!!!!

I finally met Feli after her return form KL about half a month ago. The last time i saw her was during mid-year. GOsh i miss her so much. Meeting her reminded me of times in early secondary school where i spent most of my time in the back of the class talking to Feli bout boys, dreams, passions, boys and girls we don't like. I always got scolding from teachers telling me to basically shut up. Somehow FEli manage to avoid such remarks even though she's doing half the talking too(okay so maybe i did do most of the talking). I think not much have changed, we still talk about the same stuff. We ate at sushi and walked around window shopping. Then i decided to get contact lens for the first time. It took me about one hour to wear them on in the shop. Boy, they weren't kidding when they said that humans blink around 16 to 20 times per minute. And waddya know, i happen to blink a lot more when i try to put foreign object into my eyes. I really didnt think it would take me that long. What did Feli do when i busy putting contact lens? Good question. Feli, what did u do? Sorry for keeping you waiting. the sales girl or whatever u call a person working at an optical shop couldnt wait to get rid of me so fast until she forgot to give me the container for me to keep the lens. wth. i was so frustrated about that after realizing it only when i reached the hostel. I much prefer the other hotter salesgirl, who's so hot, that i would totally dig her if i were a boy. Don't worry Melissa, you'll always come first.

doing what i do best: eating n camwhoring at the same time.


Feli!!!!!!!
she looks a bit shock at the coldness of ais kacang.

Hopefully, Feli can come to the Chrismas PArty and i can see her before she goes off to K.K .

Venepuncture

yesterday, we had to do venepuncture for the first time. first we had a short briefing on venepuncture and then we proceed to the clinical skills lab. it was the first time for us first year to use that lab. i think the nursing students use that lab more than us since they have been exposed to clinical stuff a lot more. there was a dummy for us to practice on but i didn't use it but one of my classmate was good enough to let me draw blood from him without letting him doing it on me in exchange. we were supposed to have partners and draw blood from each other. But i was afraid of letting an amateur do it on me for the first time since Melissa scared me with air embolism. I'm looking for syringes, needles and volunteers so i can perfect the art of venepuncture.

Adrenaline rush before exam.

i just finished my end of block exam. yay!! right before the paper yesterday, Melissa and I were still reading last minute stuff at 8.45am. Then, Melissa locks the room door with the keys and my stuff still in the room!!! the paper starts at 9am. So i took a chair and went to the room's window in a desperate attempt to climb in but the window was too high. So in the end, we rushed down to the office to borrow a spare key. That really woke me up for the exam. I just lost my keys about one week ago. I passed my keys to Vijaya to passed it to Melissa but somehow the transaction wasn't done. And the keys are nowhere to be found. it's kinda sad cos I really liked the keychain which my mom gave to me. i even went to the office to see whether anyone found it but my search was in vain. Still hoping that someone will return my keychain to me since it has my HUGE name on it. that's all for now, need to do a major cleansweep to our room and arrange my notes.

i only need one wish for now...

i want to be healthy again. I'm down with the cold, hopefully not flu. runny nose. watery eyes. you get the picture. All i want to do right now is have a nice bowl of mushroom soup and sleep for two days. but i don't have any soup or time to sleep. all i have are books to be read.

Raya in UNIMAS

Last Saturday, our college celebrated raya at the auditorium. Mats were placed on the floor and we all sat on the floor. I guess it was to make it more malay/raya-ish. What am I saying? Anyways, it was quite a funny night though at somebody else's expense. I would not go into detail on that. Here are some pictures.

me in my mom's kebaya.
L-R: Vijaya, me , Melissa.

with my classmate, Azhar.
this is Vino, in nursing,2nd year.

Charlie, Wai KEat, Sheau Ing, Sha Lene and Melissa.

Each house had to contribute some food for that night. I helped to make fruit salad. And i accidentally ate chicken on that day. I'm turning into a vegetarian. At least i think so. I haven't research properly but i have been a vegetarian for about 10 days if you don't count the spaghetti with chicken meatballs. I totally forgot! I can feel the accusing stares already. On that night, there was a competition for best dressed. Guess who won.Here's a hint.

;P

This is when i start worrying.

Omgosh, it's friday already. Next thing i know, holiday will be over and classes will resume. I haven't done anything. This is the list of things of what i was supposed to do during the holidays.

1. finish learning some topics concerning pathology.
   
2. Exercise my ass off
   
3. Learn yoga from the video.
4. Learn how to cook.
5. Finish reading the other boleyn girl.
   

But this is what i ended up doing.

1. Watched a snipet of the movie, Pathology.
   
2. Ate my ass off during Raya. Btw, you know you're old when they stop giving you duit raya.
3. Learnt all the sleeping position (not that kind of sleeping position) one can do in 12 hours plus of sleep every night.
4. Googled a recipe and found an old recipe book.
5. Watched the movie, the other boleyn girl.

I really don't know where my holiday went. Oh well, no use crying over spilt milk. I wanted this holiday to end quickly anyway.

It's a fresh start!

Today was the first day of second block. I'm quite excited and motivated to start this block since I really need to make up for my first block. We're learning about malaria for this week's PBL. Haiya nothing interesting to blog about. JUst that i tried on this really really nice high waisted skirt and i MUST have it.. Oh yeah HAppy Birthday, Shaqirah if you read this. Hope you have fun.
Alright, need to wash this mask off of my face. I'll write something more interesting next time.

I never learn.

Why do I keep doing this to myself. last minute studying. It's 4am and paper starts at 8am. Still need to learn bout tissues and cell death. sheesh. At least I'm awake thanks to nescafe.

Mad Mon Moody

This week has been a very moody week for me. or at least I was moody, still am actually. Mainly because exam is next week and I'm no where near completing my revision. Also for some reason, I'm no longer crushing on anyone which is actually a good thing. I think. So for now, my goals are passing my exam and getting a slim stomach so that by next year I can wear a saree without feeling all self-conscious. I'll be dancing some Indian dance for CNY and Ponggal Day. I'm not sure what's POnggal all about or how to spell it. I've never worn a saree in my life so I'm looking forward to it. Here are some pictures to keep me motivated.



Think I'll look as good as Aishwarya Rai in a saree? Hey! A girl can always dream. Ok maybe i should just keep it realistic. Gotta hit the books now. Sigh.

EOB COMING SOON!!!!!!

ARGHHHHH!!!!!!!!! My end of block exam is just around the corner. And i got bout 5 weeks worth of studying to cram in 2 weeks!!! I'm just releasing my stress here. Now, I need to get back to Pathology. Remind me again why did I enroll myself in this course.

Kicking Balls.

Phew! I just finished playing street soccer. Our team lost. But it's okay considering that we only started kicking balls last week. It as organized by the faculty. So it was only the nursing and medic students. Throughout this past week, I fell down twice!!. But it didn't hurt that much. Had worse experience. Overall it was fun. I'll try to find some pictures and upload them later.

rollercoaster week

This past week has been quite horrible but fun at times. But most of the time is was not fun. First there was the quiz on Monday which i totally screwed. There goes 5 % of my block exam. But I'll make sure i'll make it up. At least i think i will. No wait. I can't think like that. I will. Then there's this annoying crush and this annoying girl. Why are they so annoying? Generally crushes are annoying when they keep popping up in your thoughts when they are not supposed to. The latter one is cos she's always hanging with my crush. I heard that a couple of others fancy her too. But honestly(with jealousy aside), I don't see why. Gosh. I'm not the only one who thinks so. My house mates agree too. them being my friends got nothing to do with their judgments.
Enough bout that, two nights ago, I was the usher for the convo dinner. I suck at being a usher. Everything was not smooth but it wasn't my fault, but cos of the organizers i supposed. (see how having annoying crushes and even more annoying contenders can make me a cranky whiny self-centred biayth)I pinned the ugly brooch like thingy on the DEAN. dahla ugly some more the pin not sharp enuf. So it took longer than I expected for me to pin it. I mostly spent the rest of the night taking pictures.

First picture of the day, with Melissa.

The trio who met in Angsana United during orientation.
da pimp, Calvin and his hos, Anis. lol she'll kill me if she ever reads this. but she wont.

Btw, Anis calls him da pimp cos he hangs with girls all the time.
Calvin, me, Melissa, Syarul and Khalid.

Alamak, something wrong with the internet so i cant upload more pics. Stewpitt internet connection. Takpe i have to study now. I'm gonna need to. But I haven't write bout the fun stuff this week. Somehow i can't think of any at this moment. Maybe there wasn't any.

being a lazy arse...

Right now I'm just trying to psych myself to study. Tomorrow I have an assessment thing again on embryology and I haven't started at all. Tapi takpe i can do it! Even though I won't get my usual 7 hours of sleep but I will finish studying tonight or early morning. Right...it's bout time I start using my brain. This is only bout the few hundredth time I feel like kicking myself for not studying earlier and promising to myself that I won't do it again. If I'm not going to change my habit I can't survive medicine school....

a month as medical student

I've been in UNIMAS (Universiti Malaysia Sarawak) for one month now. I had orientation for two long weeks but it was actually fun. Got to make a lot of friends. My roommate is Melissa, also from Kuching and Labuan Matriculation College. Two of my house mates are Indian, Vinodhini n Vijaya from Kedah. FYI the medical faculty is called the city campus simply cos we are in Kuching and not in Kota Samarahan like the main campus. So far 83 students have enrolled for medicine and i think about half are from Sarawak and there's more girls than boys.'sobs' Classes are alright so far but as usual Im being a lazy arse and not productive enough. I know that I do not know my basic stuff enough compared to the other students but i just can't seem to lift a finger n start studying. I guess I'm still in holiday mode and it's really hard for me to switch. GOsh, i really need to get moving. anyways here i some pictures.
During the closing night of the faculty based orientation , the theme was masquerade. Introducing my BUDDY, Wendy Vecca. Each junior is assigned to a 2nd year who'll assist us.

With Melissa, Shalene and Shiau Ing in the Karaoke Box at the bowling centre in the main campus

L-R: Shiau Ing, Me and Melissa at the cafe also at the main campus.

with Melissa

With Valerie.

would love to write more but it's noon and i need a shower.

My National Service stint

Alright after a bout a week recovering from NS, i think I'm ready to talk about it. (ceh, macam go to war jak) I was sent to Kem Bukit Saban, Betong, Sarawak. But i don't know why in the offer letter, the word Saban is spelled as Seban. We were supposed to leave for the camp at 9.30 a.m. from Stadium Perpaduan, Kuching but we only left after 10.30 a.m. In the bus I sat next to a girl, Rahmah. But we barely spoke during the next 4 hour ride to the camp. After reaching there around 3pm, we had our meal at the Dewan Makan. I was willing to eat anything they had to offer cos we didn't stop for lunch. The place and the food didn't surprise me one bit cos i have seen pictures of the camp in youtube. The food was okay except for the fact that something i ate or drank or breathe in gave me and a few others diarrhoea. So you see, I wasn't kidding when i said i was recovering from NS, diarrhoea to be exact, but I'll spare you the details.
For the next couple of days, we didn't do nothing much but stare into space at the dewan makan or fall asleep. The activities haven't started yet but we had to wake up early. On Monday and the following days, the routine was roughly like this:
4.30am: Wake up and bathe.
6.00am: Line up and march to the Perbarisan place which is actually in front of the resort where we have assembly
7.00am: Breakfast
8.30am: after resting in the room for awhile, line up again and march to the resort place where
we have classes.
10.0am: break
1030am: classes resume
1200: Lunch (as you can see i started using the 24 hour notation to state the time cos it sounds more military like)
1400: Outdoor activities like marching and marching (marching was all my outside activity cos i got out before the fun activities started
1630: Can play games like volleyball, football but mostly the girls do nothing but pocho-pocho.
1800: Dinner
2030: Go to class
2300: Bedtime
As you can see the schedule is really tight with hardly enough time to rest which will need a lot of time to get use. The few days that I was there, my legs well lets just said if my legs were given mouth to speak they would be crying out desperately for rest or maybe even chewing themselves off..eee scary thought. Anyways i met new friends and quite interesting ones too. There were only about 180 trainees. And some of them are school dropouts, some have trouble reading, writing, etc. A small number are already MARRIED!!! Gosh, i can't imagine being married at this age. Btw, my ex-tutorial mate, Nickelson, from Kapit got hitched a couple weeks ago, apparently it's an arranged marriage. I was placed in Alpha company and got to know 3 Bidayuh girls, Rafinnah aka Ai Yui, Joanne aka Nini and Illolita. All of them are from Serian. I was also quite close with Dayang aka Daydek from Kuching. I learnt how to converse in Sarawak Malay with Daydek but often I get tired of thinking about what to say i just speak in Melayu Baku which i have almost perfected in Labuan. Im wanndering what they are all doing right now...hmm...
I didn't like quite a few things. First, was the wolf-whistling by the boys. Honestly, they wolf-whistle at almost everything that the girls do. Like getting up from the chair or going back to the room. tsk tsk tsk macam got no girls where they came from. Then, there was the toilet. We can't use the showers cos the water pressure was so low or the pipe was broken or there was no door. So we had to berkemban and mandi beramai-ramai in kain batik.
But i also liked some stuff too. I like the classes cos the coaches are well trained and the stuff that we learn are well planned and can benefit the trainees a lot in terms of confidence and yadee yadee yada. I got out of the camp on Thursday(19 June) evening and rushed home cos Im starting uni next week!!! Gosh, wander what awaits me there.

I'm an aunt!

Revenge is sweet.

Yes maybe for you it might taste like saliva. Drink up.

Sick of being put down

haven't heard of the phrase, "if you got nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all"? well, if you have any criticism, kindly voice out your opinion in an appropriate manner la. Don't have to be freaking rude about it, only with intentions of bringing me down. And don't take your anger out on me. So the fact that you were just in an argument on the phone was just a coincidence izzit? But thanks for making me realize that i should just stick to people who appreciates me and not take me as a punching bag. What a lousy day. I don't like being gang up by at least 2 people who have absolutely nothing nice to say. Heck, who doesn't? Even though you think you are making a 'lawak bodoh' but after 15 years it kinda gets tiring and not so lawak but just bodoh. Man, I'm so emotional today, and no thanks to you!

Done with Labuan. Back in Kuching

After 3 weeks of returning from Kolej Matrikulasi Labuan (KML), I'm finally blogging. After a very very long time. Almost a year already. I remember hating the place so much. But now, I'm kinda missing it. Quite sick of being at home. Here are some pictures of KML.

This is the college library where i frequently visit, only for the first couple of months. i prefer to study in the room.

This is the Menara Pentadbiran where they keep the lecturers.



Here are my roommates and I, in front of our block, Blok A for 'air'. Residents of this block have the luxury of constant water supply except for a couple of times where for the first time ever in the history of block A there was no water for a few hours. Still that is considered alright compared to the fate of residents of Block B, C and D and not forgetting E, where water cuts happen quite often. I don't really know for what reason though. Anyways, the one in brown Baju kurung is Suliha, all the way from Tawau, Sabah. She was the mother figure of the room, constantly putting other people's needs before hers. She's also really humble and appreciates her friends very much. I remember when her childhood friend had to move to pursue education elsewhere. She was in bed for practically two days and she came down with fever. Till the last night i spent with her, in our room, she still hugs the headless figurine given by that friend to sleep. She never sleeps without it. She probably still does. Standing 2nd from right is Ain. She currently lives in Miri but has spent most of her life in KL. Blessed with good looks she is never without a Malay 'peminat'. In fact, there was a commotion when two male students fought over her. She claims she can't live without her compact powder and is the roommate i always share stories and juicy gossips with. Last but not least is Suria but more known as Kynoe ( she's standing on the right) One word to describe Kynoe is quiet. She is very very quiet. I really believed at one point that if I didn't initiate conversations with her, we wouldn't have exchange words. But after awhile she did start talking but she still remains quiet and mysterious. I always wondered what goes on in her head because she hardly voices out her opinion but it does not mean she does not have any. She works quietly and is always constant at what she does. And she's from Tamparuli, Sabah.