Saturday

Today is saturday. A lovely and relaxing day. However, my school works always spoil my mood on saturday. 2 cases write ups are waiting for me to complete and books for me to study. My case write up is not progressive at all. I brought my mama's laptop to hostel hoping that i could finish them soon. In the end, very disappointingly, I wasted my time on playing msn and facebook most of the time. Perhaps, the lecturers in this surgery posting are not pushing us harsh as in the OnG posting. I remember when I was in OnG, I already finished the case write ups by this time, the fifth week. Sigh. I must be more determined to finish them up fast so that I can give my full focus on study as my final is just in 4 weeks time.

-gambateh-

PPD camp

I remember I did tell myself that I am not going to terengganu anymore after the Lang Tengah trip that I went with my form 6 classmates. However, after 2 years, I stepped into this state again which is only well-known for keropok and batik. This time was even worse as I was not going for vacation but a camp for the Personal and Professional Development (PPD) module in which the UKM lecturers are very proud of. As expected, we departed from UKMMC at 8 am and arrived at the BTN camp in Kuala Besut at 7 pm on Monday and thus, we got a chance witnessed the sunrise and also the sunset in the bus.

There are 3 PPD camps for us to attend when we are in the first year, 3rd year and lastly 5th year. This time, I was fortunate enough to get a good fascilitator in my group who was Mr. Lee Boon Cheok, a urosurgeon. Unlike fascilitator of my first PPD camp, Mr. Lee was able to make the small group discussion session very much interesting by sharing his wonderful experience and thoughtful stories. I was impressed by his knowledge and his thought. To me, he was like kind of philosopher but he could convey his message clearly, in a very interesting and encouraging way. That's the reason I could keep listening to him attentatively despite the tiredness and lacking of sleep throughout the camp.

One day, we were having a SGD on "self-care".

"Do you know there is a place in Philipines called smoky mountain? I used to be there for a trip organised by the La Salle Brothers when I was form 6. (we shrugged out shoulder and we thought it is a volcano since it is smoky) It is a very famous place as it is the largest dumping ground in Asia. The whole area is full of garbage and the hills are made of garbage. When you are on the top of hill, all you can see is just rubbish and garbage. Heavy haze as the result of methane produced by the dumps gives its name "smoky mountain". And yet, interestingly, there are people who built their houses on the dumping ground and they work on finding valuable items in the dumping ground.

I saw the children playing around the dumping site joyfully despite their smelly and untidy shirts, dirty faces and ulcers on the skin. Are they happy living in such a bad and disgusting environment? What is the their source of happiness? Thus, you can see happiness is something that comes from deep inside your heart and not from others. If you want to be happy, you will be happy at everywhere and anything you have. On the other hand, even though you got the best of everything, you still will not be satisfied and happy if you don't feel like being happy."

This is very true. In this world, some rich families are happy but some they aren't; some poor families are unhappy but again, some they aren't. Thus, material and environment are definitely not the parameters of the happiness. Nothing can determine or influence your level of happiness except your own will to decide whether to have a better feeling in our lives or the other way round.

Not much photos taken in this camp.. Never mind-la I show as many as I can to feed the thirst of my fans.

"Say no to euthanasia", sketch presentation, only

second to "Reporting child abuse" starred by Datin Kiambang.


Crystal clear sea water at Kuala Besut
(much better than longkang water at Langkawi)

This is the hill where we had our KEMBARA.

Unfortunately, it rained and KEMBARA was halted, losing a chance to have a look at the seaview on top of the hill.

"Datin Kiambang" and I in front of a hut

"Peeing" into the sea. wakakaka....

How could a lengzai like me do not leave his name at the beach? It can be a new tourist attraction of Kuala Besut.

Promoting my friend but too bad, he is already attacted. The one who is promoting is still available.:-p

Kek-chu-bee (acting cute)

Self-addressed letter which is only opened at the day before graduation ceremony. Wonder what feeling I will have at that time.

On the way back, everyone still looked energetic and cheerful though the bone-breaking bus journey. Lengzai's aura will never fade.

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That comes the end

In 10 more days,

I am going to start my clinical year.

Time flies.

In a glimpse of eyes, I have finished pre-clinical year.

These are my academic achievements of the pre-clinical year.

First semester
(shocking result although I was still in adaptation period)

Second semester
(worst semester but the result is considered ok-lah as more than half of my coursemates failed at least one of the papers breaking the record of the faculty)

Third semester
(better than my expectation, my glorious day has back)

Fourth semester
(first time for getting all the systems A. So proud of it)

That's the end of the preclinical year.

In conclusion, I am satisfied with the results.

Keep it up

as there is still a long way to go and

the clinical year is definitely going to be more challenging.

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Obedience

Being short-sighted and astigmatic for 16 years, the combined power of my both eyes hikes up to 2000 degree, visible length only left about 5 cm, similar to a blind person when taking off the glasses. With the technology nowadays, it is not impossible to get back my normal vision again by LASIK treatment. Although it is a bit costly, I still manage to pay it on my own. After a series of eye check, I was informed that I am eligible for the treatment. I was so excited as the days that I can see things without glasses are coming soon. However, with only one word "NO" (afraid I will be blind after treatment), my hope broke into pieces. I accepted their decision silently.

A few days ago, I saw an advertisement on the promotion of air asia. Numerous cheap tickets are there to be booked. A flight to Bangkok only costs RM76.50. Besides cheap air ticket, my enthusiasm towards thailand after watching a thai movie also increased my interest in paying there a visit so eagerly. Again, I was so excited as it is going to be not merely my first trip to oversea, it will be my first air flight too. Yet, as expected, with all the discouraging words, I gave up quietly.

Mt Kinabalu, Pulau Langkawi, Kuching, Penang,
these are the places where people have their vacation during the semester break.
Where am I?
At home, doing household chores to relieve my mom's burden.

Catching up with old friends, reading interesting books, attending a language class,
these are the activities which people can't do in schooling days but only in holidays,
What do I do?
At workshop, doing all sort of works to help my dad.

I could hardly recall back the time I went against them.
I couldn't even remember the time I said "no" to them.
All I remember is to give the best to them.

I am not complaining or blaming anyone here,
just,
sometimes I feel a bit tired of being obedient.

The BITCH in clinique

It has been a kinda busy and tiring week. To give myself a little treat, I went to Green Box at Sg. Wang with a few of my friends straight after my last theory paper on Thursday. It was fun singing along with them and I enjoy it very much. It made me forget all the tiredness and stress throughout the exam week.

Unfortunately, there was a downpour after we finished singing and none of us want to be wet in the middle of rain. So we decided to walk around in Sg Wang and Lot 10 while waiting for the rain to stop.

Since my cleanser and toner are going to reach their bottoms, I went to have a look at the facial products in Isetan at Lot 10. I was informed that clinique is one of the best selling facial products and thus, I stopped myself at its booth and enquired for more of its products. An old lady clad in lab coat came to serve me.

"Boys, what are you looking for?"

"Erm.. I am looking for some facial cleanser and toner which are suitable for my skin type."

"Your skin is just normal skin and your friends are the same except this one (pointing at my friends with a number of pimples at his face). I will do a demo on you to confirm the products best suit you."

While I was doing the demo, my friend with pimples his asked her what is his skin type.

"Wait-lah! One by one-mah! You asked me this and that, later I get everything mixed up." (is this attitude a promoter should have?)

The demo was finished and she put a set of products, cleanser, toner and mosturiser on the table.

"These are the products best suit you."

"Mosturizer? I don't use this all the while as I am afraid of it made my oily T zone worse."

"You see, your skin is so dry and you need this oil-free moisturizer. Do you know actually I do not need to explain to you these as it's all stated here. Customer will read it and understand everything."
(fxxk off-lah!!! Then what is the point of having u here?)

"I heard that this toner is very harsh and it may not everyone's skin."

"Do you know we, clinique has 40 years of history and we are very professional already. It contains alcohol which gives you a tingling sensation and removes all your dead skin. 'Dead skin', you know?? It is "lou nei", you know? We are already very EXPERT and you think anyone can stand here and talk to you these-ah?"

The bitch continues,
"If you want the mild one, you can get it at other 'normal cheap cheap' counter out there but not in clinique. Take these products la, altogether are RM243 (keep pushing the products to me)."

"I had an allergic attack before for misusing a facial product so I am very afraid of allegry."

"I told you already we, clinique is very professional one and it won't cause allergic reaction one. Then how you test allergy?? Har?"
(Kononnya very professional, every facial product also posts a risk of allergy and such a simple allergy test* also don't know. What a shame to clinique. That's why you stupid old ci bxi still is a front desk promoter at this age.)

I was too lazy and tired to confront with her and when I was about to make a move, she changed her facial expression within a second (from cibxi look become CHAO cibxi look).

"Hey boy, you cannot just leave like that. Since I have done the demo on you, you have to fill up a form for us to save in the computer. If you come to our booth 10 times, you think we want to do the demo 10 times for you?"

If I want to, you have to. Or otherwise, the company put you here as a "patung" to attract customer only? Your Ci Bxi look will definitely scared off the customers. Again, I was too lazy to talk to her anymore so I simply filled in the form and left.

The more I think the more anger I get after that. When I shared this incident to another friend, it seems like I am not the only victim. This bitch is famous for her arrogance and impoliteness. I swear I will take revenge on her one day for the sack of myself and also anyone who has been her victim.

P/S: *Simple allergy test is done by applying the facial product at ur hand or better, skin under your arm. If there is no allergic reaction (eg. itchiness, redness or swelling) within 24 hours, the product is safe to be used.

P/SS: I want to clarify that I am just venting out my anger and unsatisfaction at the promoter only and I have no offense to clinique's product.

P/SSS: Sorry for my vulgar words here if it makes anyone uncomfortable..

Study Week

First and foremost, I was shocked when I look at this blog (it has been more than a month since my last entry). This blog was so strange to me and I hardly could recognise it. After a couple of minutes, then only I recalled that Fiona offered herself to change my layout a few weeks ago. She really did a great job. Thanks a lot.

Yes, it is study week again but there is something difference in this study week. Frankly, I do not have so much stress as in the previous semesters. Perhaps my last semester result has built up my confidence. And also due to good achievement of last semester, I do not need to put myself too harsh to score very well in this sem to maintain my CGPA (my living allowances from the scholarship will be deducted if I fail to get required result). Thus, no much complaints from this study week. Below are part and parcel of my study week.

What makes me awake during the study week?? Caffeine? Of course, no..

It is my lovely crysanthemum tea prepared by mama.


The anatomy of pancrease.
This is just a piece out of the whole stack of the lecture notes below.


Hahaha.. 8.5 cm of notes to read in a week.. Scary??

I have 2 days left and yet only completed revising its 70%.
But still tend to forget after revising.. shit...

4 different sets of notes according to the system.

(Gastrointestinal, endocrine, neuroscience and reproductive)

Able to spot any difference?? I have my haircut already. It makes me look so young until there is an aunty in a pasar thinking that I am my mama's grandson.

Working hard to score the exam....

and finally,

ALL THE BEST IN FINAL!!!

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Finally

Finally, I own a camera phone today after disappointing my friends by making a few "janji kosong" since last year. Sony Ericsson, K770i with 3.2 megapixel cybershot camera, MP3, 3G service, MMS, bluetooth and some functions which I don't know yet. I chose the brown as the black one is running out of stock. Although it is not a very great phone, it satisfies a guy who previously possess a phone that can only do some basic functions like phone calling and sms, while every friends around owning the more advanced cell phone.

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I just can't get the reason for not having a good mood for this Chinese New Year. Till now, I didn't even manage to buy any new clothes or shoes. Totally don't have the mood to shop for it. Some of my friends feel the same too. Perhaps, it is because of the CNY is too early or the setback of the world economy or the neuroscience module. Anyway, luckily I bought a new phone for this CNY (at least it is something new) and thus, it becomes much convenient to take more photos and upload them here.

-WISH EVERYONE A HAPPY AND

PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR-

^^GONG HEI FATT CHOY^^

Happy New Year

Again, there are a few hours more before going back to setapak. Since I have done with my lecture notes, I manage to spend some time blogging here. A few weeks ago, many people kept questioning me, " Why don't u update your blog?", "Your blog already RIP?? (rest in peace)", "Why is it still the see-saw?" and blah blah.. I never know many people are actually following my blog. So in order not to disappoint them, I promise I will post more frequently. I am just lazy to write despite there were many things happened around me which are interesting to tell.

Home visiting?? Yes, it is. They are my group member and the granny is the patient assigned to us. In this semester, we have a module called Comprehensive Health Care that requires us not merely to seek the medical problem of the patient, also the psychosocioeconomy aspect of the patient. This module has no theory paper and thus, the marks given is totally based on the presentation and report. In fact, it is a fairly easy module but it turns out to be an exciting assignment for my group.

In the first visit, when the granny was still in the hospital, the doctor in charged asked us to take her as the subject of our presentation. We found this old lady was very friendly and talkative so we had no problem in clerking her history. Besides, she was also very cooperative because she allowed us to visit her house after she was discharged. She gave her daughters' phone so that we could make an appointment with them. At that moment, we were very grateful for having such a good patient.

Everything ran smoothly till the day I called to her elder daughter. I was in shock when her daughter rejected us to have a home visit. How could it be?? I told her that the nenek agreed with us during the first visit. Surprisingly, she told us that her mother didn't want to meet anyone because she was lazy and tired. At the same time, she also gave many excuses like she was busy with her children and household chores. Although I had tried to persuade her, she still stood firm at her ground and asked us to take another patient as our subject. She said there are thousands of patient in hospital and thus, there is no reason in insisting on her mother as the subject. She never know that we had already done half of our work and it was quite impossible for us to start everything all over again. Without the photo for home visit, the presentation and report will be given a low mark because it is not complete. This made us worried so much and we started blaming the nenek for being a hypocrite as she welcomed us initially but changed her mind (like a girl changes her clothes) later.

After discussing with the group members and my doctor, we decided to try our luck to "attack" her house. We planned to visit her house without making any appointment. On that day, we brought some fruits and stood in front of her house hoping they would show their mercies by letting us in. Fortunately, they were at home as we were fear of we would meet no one there if they all went out. There was a girl in the living room and I asked the girl to called her mother so that I could beg her mother to give us the permission to enter. We waited patiently for a couple of minutes and finally, the nenek walked out from the back of the house and kindly invited us to enter the house. I was wondering. Yes, again the nenek was friendly and cooperative as she was in the first visit in hospital. It was total contradictory to what her daughter had told. She also allowed us to take photo at her and also in the house where it was necessary. I was informed that the daughter was in the room, yet she did not come out to meet us throughout the visit. After an hour, we asked for leave as we were afraid of the nenek was tired but the nenek held us for another 30 minutes. She seemed very happy that somebody visited her. Thus, I could see that it was her daughter who created a story not letting us come and now she kept hiding in the room since we had revealed the fact she was lying.

Complication of Diabetes Melitus

Complication of phlebotomy

On the way back, one of my group member, Ana told me that the nenek's daughter gave her a call but she did not dare to answer the call. As the group leader, I had no choice but to call her back and find out what she wanted to tell me. I was expecting something bad from her. Indeed, she answered my call and gave a "lesson" to me. She was accusing me for entering her house without making appointment and taking photo in her house without her permission. Sweat. Furthermore, she scolded me for being so tacticful by cheating them like this and so rude. I was too lazy to explain to her unreasonable complaints because it was the nenek who invited us into the house and if she did not want us it, why didn't she stop us at the very beginning? If she did, I would never step my foot into her house as I might be held in the lockup for intruding other house. But, luckily she did not or otherwise I would not have my photos for the project.

The more she scolded, the louder her voice till everyone in the car could listen to her without speaker (I was nearly deaf that time even though I put the hand phone away from my ears). In the end, she asked for the number of my doctor in charged and she swore she would bring the case forward to my doctor. Haih.. What a noisy woman. However, I was not worried at all as the doctor reassured me that I was at the right side and most important, I obtained the the things for my project. Blek.... :-P

Ok la.. It is already 7 pm.. I got to pack my things back to setapak..

This is the elderly remix version of "I kissed a girl" by Katy Perry.. I found it is funny but some of my friends claimed that it is disgusting... Rate yourself after watching.. MUST WATCH ah!!

I almost forget to wish everyone

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Don't understand??

It is actually

HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!