This time, I got myself thinking...

This time, not your words that got me thinking, it's me myself.

As far as I learn, it will be nice for couple to share their thoughts, opinions, feelings and perceptions. To grow old together and go through ups and downs hand in hand, not like most of the time we are hoping for each other to decide things for us, but at least you can feel someone is always there for you and to back you up. Happy things, sad things, you will always be the first person in mind.

It seems impossible to love just only one person throughout life. But, there can only be one person to live life with, so I have been told. What is love? I've been wondering alot lately. Is that the geographical distance between causing love difficult to be expressed? Or it's the thinking differences that make people difficult to share thoughts and feel the same in a relationship? I don't know.

Parents blessings is always comforting, well at least for me. Sometimes, I wonder the fear of bringing a rs to the knowledge of parents might suggest an underlying pathology. Could be the fear that they might object. could be the worries that they might have negative comments on you. could be the uncertainties of how am i going to actually tell or why should i tell. could be...lots lots more. Does all that mean the confidences to us is not there? Or does that mean our communication has problem and we can't talk things out together and back each other up? I really don't know. Hopefully when winter comes, answers will gradually surface, together with christmas wishes. Fingercross. =)

ur words been sticking in my mind...

You got me thinking again...


Was it a wrong decision?

Is it going to be a dead end again?


hmm...wish not.
Yet, I can't think of anything that can be done at the moment.

That suits the indecisive me....haha

The medical specialty for you is.... Internal Medicine

Internal medicine is better than any of the specialties. When a patient comes in for a check-up, you can send them home with a clean bill of health. And when a patient comes in with high blood pressure, you can prescribe one of a wide variety of drugs, including beta-blockers, diuretics, and ACE inhibitors. And when a patient comes in with some other problem, you will be able to refer them to one of a long list of your colleagues.

To find out what specialty best fits your unique personality, go to:

What Medical Specialty Is For You?

Sushi

See all the seaweeds loosely wrap around the fillings? Yeah, fail again this time, aikz. Hmm... why hor? Still I think Pei makes ones are the nicest lor, must steal some skills from her =) but nv mind la, as long as edible. So, that tomorrow's lunch settled.

Random picture taken at 7.30am in the Royal Infirmary. I think that was the first time I got there so early and that was to attend operating theatre. Tomorrow morning will be the same again 6.45 wake up, 7.20 bus and theatre at 8am. Tired.

Good night, world. =)

Weekends come and go...

It's Friday again. One week down and 2 weeks more before exams. Although , Matt (my flatmate) and I we are both in the same locomotor rotation; he seems much more busier and has been spending almost 8am-5pm everyday in hosp. WHereas me, duno y everyday like nothing much to do wan. Most days, my alarm rings at 12pm. Next, brush teeth, change, 2 half boiled eggs; then out to catch the free bus to hospital. Carefree n leisure. =)

consequences of having too much free times

Today is quite an exception...

8am-4pm in operating theatre. That is like erm....8 hours. 2 arthroscopes (got Megan and I so fascinated!) and 3 hip replacements. Bcoz didn't sleep whole night yesterday, I seriously thought I'm going to faint in theatre. Luckily 2 cups of coffee managed to pull me through. No wonder angmohs need their daily dose of caffeines to keep them functioning...

And when we were halfway through an operation, the patient came conscious and started talking to nurse. To my horror, I was expecting him to scream his head off for the pain, but oh well, he didn't of course. His lower body was still anaesthesised. Our consultant Mr. Wade told us when he was working in the States, their operating theatres usually prepare a phone next to patients in case they woke up halfway and no one is free to entertain them. They can call their frenz, family or whoever they like.

What if one day u receive a phone call from your fren, in the background it was all the drilling+ screwing+sawing noises and your fren happily tell you he's having his hip replacement in progress. CrAzy riGht? Haha. But still, i thought it is quite cool lar.

Another thing, surgeons here don't need food! Just a cup of coffee or two can keep them working from 8am to 4pm dy, like our consultant. Mr Wade is very nice. But I felt quite bad for not doing well in his sessions. Like today, scrubbed in for a hip replacement. He was being very nice to explain me lots of stuffs during the surgery. But then... people here when they put on masks, most of the time can't really get what they say. Haiz. So having to be polite, I thought the best way is to nod courteously each time he finished talking. Feel very stupid one lerr. So each time he talk talk talk, pause... I quickly smile a bit and nod; once in a while, added in 'Alright, alright... I see'. Don't know he got ask me any questions or not. If got, I give him this kind of response, he confirm think I'm super weirdo dy. Aikz, but never mind lar. Won't be seeing him after this week dy.

Weekend is here again. This time must really make full use of it, starting tomorrow.

Now: 4.42am. going to bath...

nICee

hope you enjoy too! =)

Remission

I should be sleeping by now...

have to wake up early tomorrow for operation theatre. By early, I mean 6.45am! Madness!

It feels awful seeing your own self not being someone that you should be. Self-dislike. Portfolio deadline is coming close. I happily sit around wasting time doing nonsense. Lectures notes mount up since the first day of Locomotor, despite already promised to myself for umpteenth times that I would sit down and read them, till today they are still virginly untouched. Patients come and go everyday in clinic and I thought I will come back and read about their conditions, but guess what? I didn't. Can't seems to put myself back into complete pieces to start working again, running away from work seems to be the best of what I can do atm. Something must be wrong with me.

On the other hand, my new found friend is leaving tomorrow.

Gonna miss Eve's company although it was just for a week or more we know each other. Finally someone can go Jane Norman with me, walk to Princes St and check out Topshop latest on-sales items, hop around beauty counters look out for best skincare products with extreme patience, entertain my impulsive thoughts... et al et al.

Since her train is in next morning,

So we bring her to Rainbow Arch, and feed her with good food before she leave tomorrow.

Matthew took all the food in a plate for himself. See, I told him off...

After dinner, we happily took a picture together.

note: see how ugly I look in those pictures? It means, I need to get more sleep.

I'm off to bed, 2.30 am already.

Good night, world.

A Pretty Day

We learnt plastering and suturing today! Sooo good! Feels like real doctor job, really.

We were taught to plaster someone's limbs. I used to imagine it being done by mixing cement powder with water in a bowl, then simply glue it around arms with a brush and wait for it to harden. What really surprise me was that, the white cement actually comes in a roll form, just like any other bandage wool roll. The cement roll melts when being soaked in water, and the next thing to do is simply wrap it around patient's arm and wait for it to harden. Smart indeed! I always see people walking around with the cemented limbs, never thought I get to make one by myself, fUn fuN!

Next was the suturing lesson! Absolutely love it, although I did a pretty crap job. Hehe. We were taught how to hold a scissors the surgeons' way, poke through skins, tie knots and lastly, stitch up the wound! Despite we were given only fake sponge, that looks like human's skin to try on, but it is really of lotsa fun! La la la la, I'm on top of the world.....=)

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new shoes for hospital

Note: I seriously think feet shrink in cold weather.

This size 5 heels from home become idiopathically loose here, it is no longer wearable. On the other hand, weirdly, my feet fit pretty well in size 4's shoes here.

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new found love; best snacks!

Initial plan was to pack sushi for lunch for hosp tomorrow. But, lazy la. Eat plainly taste nice too!

Before getting back to work on portfolio case, this is a picture taken when Eve and I were randomly walking on Princes Street.

Just 1 minute before the rainbow, it was raining cats and dogs. And the next minute, rain stopped completely. We've got mad weather here.

Edinburgh is lovely.

So do you, dear. Talks with you are like my daily dose of apple that keeps me going everyday, feeling healthy and contented. =)

Random thoughts

This is not a productive weekend at all, in fact this entire week. Guilty.

Haiz, forget about that.

Today, came by a friend's blog and the first picture that came into eyes was a sunset view from plane and what follow next is her Spain pictures. Aiyoh, Nice larr! I want to travel too! Be it Paris, Spain, Portugal, Prague, or Switzerland. Just give me a ticket, and I will pack and go.

Go in winter ? Hmm.. nono. Going home anyway.

Then Easter? Oh yes!

I want to walk in the path of ancient Greece, then watch Turkish belly dance with pipe musics playing in the background, after that immense myself into the baroque architectures at Prague....

I'm so greedy.

Hehe. Thinking about travelling again makes me happy. Can't wait till the next holidays!

Okayy. Times up. Back to portfolio case writing.

As Celine Dion sings,

I never knew there was so much love

Keeping me warm night and day

Miles and miles of empty space in between us

A telephone can't take the place of your smile

Miss you loads.

A dumber shiying coming soon....

I must be someone lacking of determination. After counting, I'd just realized these are the drama series that I've been following and yet to be completed...

Credits to the invention of crunchyroll.com and emule, ,

1) At the threshold of an era

Total Ep: 106

Reason: Streamyx too slow to download la....

2) Prison Break Season 1

Total Ep: 22

Reason: Like my hongkie housemate said, this series has been too HEAVY. Not advisable to people with weak heart.

3) Full House

Total Ep: 20

Reason: Quite nice la. Funny and cute. But typical lah, bad guy bullies good gal.

4) Da Qing Hou Gong

Total Ep: 40

Reason: Too much like War and Beauty. Copycat!

5) Demi Gods, Semi Devils a.k.a Tian Long Ba Bu

Total Ep: 40

Reason: Did try very best to finish, but due to limited free times in Sg and unlimited disturbance from Piyo the duck, mission failed!

6) Why Why Love

Total Ep: 20

Reason: Not that I don't want to follow, Taiwan's tv only showing up to 7th Episode.

7) Heart of Greed

Total Ep: 40

Reason: No attractive actors, boring story although being highly recommended by everyone.

Upcoming series to be watched:

1) Central Affairs 2

Not sure how nice it is, but many people say nice. Crunchyroll has it.

2) Lovers

Singapore tv advertise it very often. about a doctor falling in love with a gangster...

3) Heroes

I think someone said before, too much dramas will eventually make a person stupid.

Muar Hosp

Hmm...shouldn't make things sound so bad in the previous post. I'm sorry.

When things have gone too complicated sometimes, it is necessary to return back to innocence.

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Oh ya, did I mention? Recently, had got myself into this local hospital attachment in Muar. Only one word for it, Tiring! Considering mine isn't exactly following a doctor's schedule, I'm already this dead. Hardest part is definitely to pull myself out from bed early in the morning at 7.30am. This attachment thingy, actually no one control wan. What time we want to go is totally up to us, since we have no specific duty to perform, merely follow doctors walk walk. But, this Muar hospital is smart enough. They gave us a punch card! Haiz... which explain why we need to be there early enough, to get our card punched!

Okay, after punched card, relieved! First week, paediatric ward. Doctors start making ward round at 8.30am. By rules, we have to be there and walk around with him. But instead of showing ourselves immediately in the kids' wards, what we do is ----> go cafeteria and eat breakfast. Food here very nice wan! Morning morning got all my favourites: sotong, birds' eggs, fry mee, chicken wings, milo tarik, and most importantly, Kuih Pelita! Only this place in Muar got, don't know why, almost like hospital copyrighto. Hehez. YuMm yumM~

Doctors here, the bigger their rank, the more un-doctorly they look like. If you see ahpek washing hand at clinics sink, and look like don't care don't care, highly chances he's the specialist there. Especially this paediatrics department's head, from outlook, you might thought, aiyah, this one sure aunty bring daughter come see doctor one, hair curly curly, plump plump, wear cincai cincai. But, not till she introduce herself in superb English. /faint. And fresh grads doctors, normally wear super smart with stethoscope on neck, and white coat over, maybe no choice also la, have to.

Today, in clinic, even more eye opening. Very different from angmoh's practice. The whole department, somehow only 2 consultation rooms have patient beds. We were in one of it. At first, one doctor consulting one patient. Kid ran around. Then 3 mins later, one nurse came in, said, 'doctor, boleh pinjam tu alat BP (blood pressure) tak?' After that, another person came in. This time, a doctor bringing another patient. Seems like there's no more room for consultation. So they are gonna share a room. But there's only one table in a room. Guess what, the newly came in doctor sat by the sink and start consulting patient! /faint. Next moment, another doctor came in too, with her patient + parents. We thought, she come in borrow space also. But there's no space anymore. She went to the patient bed and get the kid lied down, started on a neuro test on the bed. So, you can imagine, one small room, with 3 doctors, 3 kids, 3 pairs of parents and uncontrollable noise. Even better still, the next consultation room can link to ours by a door in between. And suddenly, a boy in the next room ran over and start walking around in our room like nobody's business. When we peek through the door, we saw a doctor talking to a mother, standing by a sink, and another 2 blur med students sitting opposite of the doctor.... What a sight!

If all you do is...

come back, be nice, be sweet,

and

leave once again....

I wish I'd never met you then.

I guess, my worst nightmare and the last thing I would want to see, during this summer back home had come real. A month ago, it was a reluctant heart to leave Edinburgh to come home for the fear of seeing the worst nightmare to repeat. However, after all the comforts and consoles from Edin's people, I came back, and most importantly, with a cheerful and carefree heart all ready to enjoy this LAST long summer break.

Then a month later, which is now, haiz. What else can I say. Sometimes, silence might be the best way when facing the downside in life, especially when words can't do the expressing job anymore, and more arguments will only lead to a worst situation. For now, all I hope for is, let me stay alone in my world, or let the time pass sooner and get me closer to 12th Sept, when I can go back to a world faraway from you again.

07-07-07

Wheeeeeee!!!

So happy.

I like today.

I don't want to sleep. Hope this moment stays forever.

^_^ ^_^ ^_^

Promises Don't Come Easy

A very nice song from "At the threshold of an Era". Try listen to it...you might like it. really nIcE!~



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Name: Promises Don't Come Easy
Singer: Caron Nightingale
Lyrics:

I should have known all along
There was something wrong
I just never read between the lines
Then I woke up one day

And found you on your way
Leaving nothing but my heart behind
What can I do to make it up to you
Promises don't come easy
But tell me if there's a way

To bring you back home to stay
Well I'd promise anything to you
I've been walkin' around

With my head hanging down
Wonderin' what I'm gonna do
'Cause when you walked out that door I knew I needed you more
Than to take a chance on losing you
What can I do to make it up to you
Promises don't come easy
But tell me if there's a way

To bring you back home to stay

Well I'd promise anything to you
You never thought I loved you
I guess you never thought I cared
Well I was just too proud to say it out loud
Now I know to let my feelings go (So tell me)
What can I do to make it up to you
Promises don't come easy
You know I've made up my mind
To make it work this time
That's the promise I can give to you
What can I do to make it up to you

Updates

Long time din update dy...here are some short updates. Can't leave life here blank for too long.

Back in Msia... 3 days later than scheduled. Long story short say,

miss train ---> miss flight ---> change flight to 3 days later ---> stay in Edin check results ---> yeAh!~ paSS!! ---> fly home finally ---> flight delayed ---> stranded in Changi airport for 2 hours ---> luckily got free local calls in waiting lounge, talk to aunty in Sg for 2 hours till next boarding ---> reach home safely FINALLY!

Been to Sg and back again. Again, long story short say,

Follow SH's car to JB, before leaving muar, found wallet lost. Then realised it was left in Vincent's car but he was already in BP. Die this time. But luckily Vincent agreed 2 brought the wallet and meet me half way thru our journey. Solved!

Reach JB bus stop, my god, forgot that was Father's DAy. Queue at JB bus stop going to SG was super duper long, at least 300 people waiting for only 4 types of buses of which the frequencies weren't high, like half an hour one bus. SH stressed again. In the end, he sent me to custom, although kena scolded a few lines. but still, solved again!

Play till sick in Sg. Miss piyo super duper alot. Gotta come back 10 days later, follow sh's car again. This time, meeting him at custom. But due to some unforseen reason, custom was packed. So did the bus waiting part. This time I thought sure die. He might peel my skin off alive after having him to wait for one hour. Half way across causeway, shoe spoil, ended up have to stand by the roadside and change shoe. Embarrassed! luckily sh wasn't too angry, he really changed alot, especially the temper part. In fact I was soOo scared of him losing temper and scolding me again, the minute I saw him at custom, other than feeling relief, I actually burst into tears. Never knew I could worry so much for his reaction. Luckily he didn't scold me or anything, just grumble a bit, so nice =) =)

Another thing I realised, I actually hate to hear 'byebye'. Please don't say byebye anymore, for each time after you say it, I would never know when will be the next time I can see you again.

DONE!

When the last bell in the osce station rang, yippieeee.... I'm done!

So soon, second year ended just like that. And for some reason, I have the impression that I'm still a fresher here. How can time stays still in my mind?

On yesterday, was told that results will be out NEXT friday! Why so fast? On that day, I'll be on the plane flying back to Malaysia. Hopefully I won't be worrying too much on the plane and hopefully, I wouldn't have to immediately book another flight back to resit.

Before exams, there're thousand and one things on my to-do-list. But after exams finish, suddenly I don't know what to do, and don't feel like doing anything.Is it true that things always seems much more interesting when we can't get to do it? In 2 days time, due to the super fast speed of emule, had prison break season 1&2 downloaded. I thought I'll watch it 24/7 after exams. But not at all. In fact, even feel sick having to face the computer again.

Anyway, going to visit Fort William later and Stonehaven tomorrow. Haven't pack bag, last minute as usual. See everyone soon, and all the best to those still having exams. Take care!

OSCE

First OSCE, first clinical practical exam....in 3 hours time.

I'm worried, I'm scared, I'm feeling butterfly in the stomach.

I pray hard.

I pray hard that everything will be fine later.

Please let me talk to patients with courage and no fear.

Let me do everything correctly, may I not miss out any important steps. May I be calm and steady.

At 5.00 am....

Street is still empty...


sky is already bright....


just gobbled down a bowl of favourite zowzow mee.

....and now back to study for anatomy spot test, at 10 am later.

Good night everyone =) or, maybe good morning

2007 mega summer project:

watch

At the Threshold of an Era!!!
a.k.a 创世纪

Gallen Law so yeng lah..

Start downloading it only yesterday. Watched only 3 episodes completed, already super addicted! hehez. can't wait can't wait for the rest to complete! 100 episodes in total u know...

Thou shalt not grieve upon the unsolvable...

Med sch has many ways to train doctors. One of their best ways: make all students sit for medical exams in which the questions are unanswerable even if study hard. A friend of mine came out with a conclusion, study or not study make no difference. Study damn hard doesn't mean you can do the questions. So whats their point of setting exams? There's only one way to justify, they want to make us emotion-resistance. Like the beta cells in langerhans develop insuln resistance.

At first people are driven by worries for not able to answer in exams. So we study. Then they give some questions which even if we study, still cannot answer. When cannot answer, come back sure sad unhappy. Next exam, try abit harder, still the same thing. And as time pass by, exam comes, exam goes; flowers grow, flower die, we can no longer feel upset or guilty.

Next time treat patients, even if we can't treat them, we won't be feeling guilty! Now I know why doctors in the movies like to shake their head and say, we already try our best. Try already, cannot means cannot.

Hence, I shall not feel guilty nor upset upon unanswerable questions nor unthinkable solutions! tomorrow last day! I heard people say this is our last written exams, next year no more writing stuffs, all objective circle circle wan! hehehez...

听妈妈的话

This post is for mum.

You used to force me listen to you and for once, I thought you brought me into this world simply because you want to have someone to control. You used to make me do homeworks eveyrday and for once, I thought you like to see me suffer. You like to sing, and you used to sing out-of-tune but thats what I felt asleep with as a kid. You like to read newspaper, and thats how you have stories to tell me everyday but thats also how you get too paranoid sometimes thinking I might end up like the next victim mentioned in the paper. But hey mom, don worry we know how to take care of ourselves!

You like to cook, and you are a bit adventurous, but perhaps because you don't have much opportunity to try out something new in the outside world, you always experiment new things with our food. By adding in something different in the food, your dishes always end up becoming something abnormal and we don't have other choices but to eat them up. You always tell us your fatness is for now and because you just gave birth to that two little girls. And given another few more months, you can be as thin as me. Even dad has nothing to say with that. =)

You used to tell us to not try too hard if we can't understand what the books say, and must GO TO SLEEP! Haha, you are the only mum, so far I know of, that says such things to their kids. You always don't want daddy to eat oily stuffs and snacks for his high cholesterol, and thats why daddy has to quickly eat them up when you are out to shop. You like Chinese Medicine and is always keen to know about diseases. I am not too sure for others, but I'm sure you can always find the best cure for our illness. Just go to you, tell you our symptoms, the next moment you will come up with something for us to eat and if nothing goes too wrong, we are cured within a few hours. You tried to persuade us to learn Chinese Medicine. But because we weren't too keen, you end up asking daddy to become a chinese-sinseh after he retires. Haha.

That's you mum. You can really make us laugh. Happy Mother's Day.

Visual DNA

*yawn* Reproductive medicine is sooo boring. I guess I can never be a gynaecologist next time...

What if our DNA is visible to naked eyes, as a long string of pictures? Just now, took a few simple picks on this website I came across in Jenn's blog. Didn't expect it to turn out as a personality test, hehez. I was initially tempted only by the beautiful pictures. =)

According to it, these DNA compose me...

Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

You think you know me?

Since you are here already, it means only one thing:

either

- you are too free and have nothing better to do at the moment, since revision is boring... (i know!) OR

- you are such a concern and loving fren who cares to check your fren's blog to see how is she doing recently... (oh! you are so sweet, buddha bless you) OR

- you are just a random passerby... (it's okay, no worries, no need to pay toll one)

Why not have a try on this test? Hehez.

Those that score 100% one, will get a free meal sponsored by Teviot kitchen, voted the BEST in 2006 and 2007 in Edinburgh, Musselburgh, Jedburgh.... *yummy yummy*

Hungry dy? Wanna try? Here you go...

Two levels available: Normal and Expert. You may want to start off with the normal one first...warm up warm up abit. =p

Create your own Friend Test here

So, how you find it? True friend, seems like you are out for challenge! Okay. So, here you go with the Expert level. I wish you all the best. hehez.

Create your own Friend Test here

My Extra Degree

In Edinburgh other than Medicine course, I also take up another two subjects. Well, they are rather relaxing courses but one thing, students taking these two subjects will be assessed monthly based on the coursework. And the results will be sent to our place at the end of every month. It's always very exciting to get our score back to see how we have improved.

So, it's end of the month again. And the results again, found their way to my flat.

Reluctantly yet nervously, I open them up one by one. Getting back exam results is always anxious. During primary school days, kids like meals with one sausage and two eggs which aligne together make a beautiful 100 score.

So, I checked the results for the first subject. This subject is a bit different from others, instead of the usual 100, the maximum score we can achieve is 500. This time, I knew I didn't study hard, I seriously don't mind being punished to fail this subject badly. 40? 60? That's okay. Even zero also I don't mind. If I fail, I will become very motivated to study for my coming medical exams, I'm seriously lacking that. Okay. So, I opened up the letter, quickly scan through all the nonsense and, my eyes were caught at the total. Guess what? I didn't know I was so hardworking! My lecturer - Mr Visa always thought I am a genius. He gave me a flying colour score! A beautiful 3 digits score which almost hit the perfect 500. Oh well, I must have work hard this month without I myself realising.

Then, I moved on to the other results slip. This one, I seriously put in lots of efforts and I did try my very best over the month to improve the results. I opened it slowly. Praying hard that I can get as high score as possible. While holding the paper wide open, I dare not stare straight into the total. I peep... "hmm, how many digits leh? Plssss don't fail me..." at least 3 digits score please... To my extreme dissapointment, my marks is only of 2 digits.

See, I knew it! I knew! I knew it all the while! I'm never in my lecturer - Mr. Bank's favourites' list. He has been disliking me for quite a while. This is the time he shows his true colour... Haiz, what else can I say? What a letdown!

"Oh my dear JPA, shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more LOVELY and more..." (forgot dy)

Just in case you have no idea of what I'm talking about, the two subjects I'm currrenly enrolled in: one is creditcarding, the other one is scotlandbanking.

How to get rid of these thoughts?

Ever since yesterday night, some weird thoughts have been constantly echoing so repeatedly and restlessly in my mind. Deep down inside my pure and innocent mind, I was torn apart. How can I keep having this kind of thoughts? I wondered, even in my dream...? nonono!!!

I refuse to sell my soul to devil. Hence, with no choice, I decided to blog them here in hope that after this, they can return me the peace state of mind and leave me alone.

The devils:

1) Call for help if you can't handle it yourself.

2) Yeah, take the button off!!

3) Look at it, feel it, and don't forget, listen with your heart... one second just isn't enough, make it 10 seconds.

4) Stick your mouth to his, tightly... remember AIR TIGHT! Let no room for any single breath from you to escape through his mouth.

5) No more blow. Leave it till later...

6) Yes, press it as hard as you can. with the strength from your entire shoulder, yeah. That's it. Good job!

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" remember to unbutton the shirt to allow proper breathing."

" Remember yeah, No more rescued breathing given, even though no breathing is detected. "

"So, it has been changed to 30 compressions on the chest and followed by 2 rescued breathing...press down with your shoulder strenght, if not they will just foul you..."

" oh yea, ambulance help also, must remember to call if you can't handle it yourself, most likely you cannot one la.." one samaritan senior kindly revised with me before she went to bed.

D-R-A-B-C...

B for breathing. No breathing? Don't blow! Haiyoh, new format la, have to remember!

C for circulation. New format again, no more 15:2. So, it's now 30:2. Press 30 times and 2 breaths...

Aiyoh, kan jiong la...CPR assessment in an hour time... *hehez*

I wonder...

...since when this has become part of my daily routine.

Oh yea! Did I mention about this interesting mv I came across today? Hehez. The lyrics got me wondering if, thats what most guys have in heads.

so baby 就是你 请不要再犹豫

我们玩个游戏叫 L-O-V-E

let's be cool~

(girl)给你一分钟 你若还不行动 你就是没种 装再酷也就都没用

(boy)宝贝你不会懂 我就是要你心急 我恋爱能力 可是达人的等级

(boy)眼神不能在乎 态度若有似无 你自然就会跟我走 (baby)请上钩

(girl)你到底行不行 尽玩无聊的招数 我看过的猪可是达人的程度

come on... hey you 就是你

请靠近我怀里 别假装不在意 你明明动了心

猪头才会一直玩游戏耍心机

恋爱达人的终点 就是追到你

没有规则 这游戏永远继续

不用躲避 因为没有输赢

So broke...

This month phone bill came as a big shock! I almost got my heart galloped out from my mouth through the wide-dropped jaw.

with the 90 pounds charges, I can actually:

- get another Jane Norman coat, or

- go Isle of Skye once more, or

- simply buy a flight ticket to London, instead of having to sit a 5 hours train down a day before the flight at HeThrow, or

- stuff myself to death with Ben&Jerry & profiteroles, or

- buy a brand new phone for a 'richer-and-earning-much-more-yet-kiam_siap_er-than-me's' sister, or

etc, etc, etc...the more I think, the more my heart aches.

can i have a plaster please?

Nightmare

Yesterday, again I fell asleep unintentionally despite the initial idea of a mere rest after dinner. I had a dream.

I was chased by one super duper big HOT-PINK sheep! That big fat creature, eewww! All the fats was wobbling everywhere when it ran to me.

Quickly, I closed my door. First, I locked it with key. That creature still trying to squeeze in. I screamed and screamed. No one came to my rescue. Seems like it's going to break my door...arghhhh!!! I quickly put on latches. Still, it tried to break my door. All the pink fat was oozing through every single possible slits at the door, even the window. Worst still, its face was sticking on the window glass staring blankly into me making weird sounds trying to get me open the door. Wuhuhuhu. T_T

"Someone come save me please", I cried and cried. The fat monster was getting stronger and I felt I was getting weaker. No one came still. I pushed hard against the door...

...till my last bit of breath.

Then before I died, I remembered, a girl turned up and claimed the sheep belongs to her. She then apologized and brought the sheep away. Then, I died.

That monster

I then woke up in cold sweat. Luckily it's just a dream. I duno what on earth make me have this kind a dream but, I definitely remember the last thing I did before I slept was, reading Xiaxue's blog.

p/s: today upon waking up, I soon realised that I'd lost my daily morning coffee boost. not quite used to it... and miss it.

I feel stupid. Really.

after

... getting back the assignment marks

... and staring at notes that I do not have any clue about.

Bye Bye to holidays

This morning after waking up 'naturally', not because of any annoying sunlight, sms beeping, stupid alarm or anything else; I feel so blessed. =)

Easter holidays is ending today. 3 weeks of good rest and good fun!

First week: in Brussels and Amsterdam;

Second week: live alone in flat, lazing around with a good company;


Third week: in Skye with college oldies.

Staring at Friendster looking through pictures and browsing through profiles, comparing how I look like now with 2 years back then in airport when I just about to start off with the journey to UK, only I realise how much I'd aged. Of course, not to mention how much rounder I'd become. People do age, physically and mentally.


Browsing through some local uni's pictures, I was suddenly brought to wonder, how different life would be if my degree were to be completed back home. Friendster is made much easier to edit nowadays, a profile can somehow tell so much about a person. If certain updates aren't made, perhaps it's not meant to be made. People put things there for a reason, I believe.

On a sadder note, term is starting again tomorrow. Time to say byebye to holidays =( Exam season again. I guess I know what I have to do. Study, revision and books are going to be my everything for the coming one month, all the way until 24th May, nothing more than that.

Wish me luck

Brussels, Amsterdam, Skye... 3 weeks of Easter holidays was too great! I'm loving it. All thanks to the great companies from college, I really miss you all after seeing you all off yesterday. Guess the next time we can meet again is going to be far from now... all d best.

5 minutes ago, I was about to check on Monday's lectures. The exam timetable on the student portal really got me jaw drop! No joke. My heart almost stop beating. 16th May. After happily enjoy 3 weeks holidays, only I realise the final exam is merely a month away. I almost fainted, seriously. Some might think 1 month sounds long enough, but not for so many modules at one go. Some modules I don't even have the notes to start with. Time to start collecting them now... oh dear!

I'm widely awake now. Gosh, I don't know how am I going to do it, sounds too impossible. Wish me luck. I seriously need it.

Brussels

Postman finally delivers the photo cd from Sam. Hehe. I'm so excited. Seems like I have no more excuses to not blog about this trip. =) So, here we go...

We started off the journey with Brussels, Belgium. Blame me for bad general knowledge, I didn't know Brussels is the headquarter for EU and NATO until I reached there only to find out there're many big and seemingly important buildings around with EU logos. Also, not till Sarah told me their significances since her current internship is with one of them. =)

Oh yea, come to talk about Sarah, she's my french flatmate in first year who used to feed me with lots of cheesy yummy pastas and french bakeries, can't believe I didn't see her for one whole year already.

Brussels feels very much like another european city and in fact, a 'white' Edinburgh, for all buildings are built mainly with white bricks as compared to brown ones in Edin and architeture wise they are similiar.

Walking on brussels' streets, we came across a big crowds in front of a cinema and red carpet stretching out. Hmmph...what could that be!

So, it was Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore running premiere for their new shows 'Musics and Lyrics'. We didn't catch a glimpse of that two for our stomachs were grumbling too severely. Hehe.

"Come Brussels eat Mussels"... "Come Brussels eat Mussels"...

Hehe. Due to our daily budget schemes, we eventually settled down with a 12 euros 3 course mussels meals. Despite the not-so-friendly attitude of the waiters, we were pretty well self-entertained, especially with Sarah's ways of eating mussels.

Hehez. Flung the fork and spoon, how do you eat a mussel using another mussel?

"Always make two mussels kiss when you want to eat them" might be a cheesy way of putting it, but yea, thats the way indeed! Sarah said its the French way of eating mussels. Aikz, these French... always so obssessed with kisses, no wonder they have french kiss too. =P

I love mussels. But, they bite!

After dinner, it was the Grand Place we went to. Just right outside the restaurant. As the name suggests, need no explanation, it is a grandly place. Lit up with thousand lights, I wasn't sure with the significance of this place so, all we did was... what else?

Take PicTures of cOz!
Before heading back to hostel, we came across these....

The famous Manneken Pis, the little boy that pee on a bomb and managed to save the whole village out from it.

A dunno what statue, but appparently everyone touches it from top to bottom. Very much like moslesting it. Sounds weird. People says it brings good luck. Hmmph...