You either walk on steel daggers jutting out of the white-hot floor, or you jump into the black abyss with agonized-wailings from down below. You're standing on a thin silver line of a bridge as you make that quick decision. Looking up, you see the ceiling is coming closer to a crushing finish.
I'm at home. I've been getting more than enough rest and i think it's time for me to get half a day off to finish all my paperwork that I've been pushing to the back of my head. I don't have any case presentation today but just CSU. We're learning how to do IV injection technique and IV drip. I tried venepuncture once but failed halfway so i need to pluck up more courage to get over that failure. Ah!
I'll let you drool on this tasty treat while I go and start, continue and finish my summaries and reports.
I stole that phrase from an old friend of mine from facebook. Ah. Sundays. You feel lazier than any other days. I guess it's because tomoro is Monday and it's the start of yet another long week. You start your day with an already crappy feeling because on Saturday you didn't actually do something that was exciting.
We grow up with different cultures and traditions all around us. But upbringing will be the main teacher to living etiquette.
Im not exactly happy that after all this, you chose to leave me hanging. What i don't get is, i didn't care as much until you actually contact everyone else but me. Did I do something wrong? I helped with all that i can. Of course i feel bad when people talk about you and i can't help laugh at the jokes but to actually not update me on what is gonna happen to you. To me that's just rude. No courtesy.
I know we're not best of friends but i really think that i deserve to know how it is going in your life. Of course you said thank you and that you appreciate it really.
What i cant comprehend is my degree of irritatedness. Why the hell am i so bothered by this? *sigh* i need some love. And my edward is soooo busy with his career that he is neglecting me. Fine im bitchy at certain times of the month and it is the GODDAMN time already! Why am I ranting like a lunatic again? I have so many things to say. But i swear to you, you need parental guidance. It's effing explicit. I can't blog about it so what the hell can i do? I need to scream and shout and cry like how i let my buried-deep feelings out. It's just a mechanism of coping. And after the storm, there will always be sunshine again. That I believe in. Because I'm like that.
No point in typing so much. I should get a move.
*part of me feels like im such a monster. Do I actually like her being miserable? Im so going to hell. Help*
I know I'm gaining weight. I'm trying to lose it. Just chill about it already. It's getting annoying.
i need to exercise but i just dont have the energy yet. I'm still getting used to my clinical phase. I'm determine to to venepuncture by this week. Ganbatte!!!
I miss my family when it's all laughs and all smiles. Nowadays, it's shouting, curses, cries and stupid stupid ego. Haven't heard dad laugh like how he did in the car the other day for ages.
I actually dont care sangat but deep down i have that small kid in me who wants everything to be sugar spice and all nice. I love disneyland for Peter Pan's sake.
Okay, that's all i have for now. Will update more at night.
Toodles.
Task-based learning. A three hour session that can stretch to four when your facilitator, a DR or a PROF, is somebody dedicated to teaching hence time isn't an issue. Personally, i like it. The atmosphere is not so tensed. And you already know what are the topics that needs to be covered. You basically, find two cases in the wards during your morning ward rounds and clerking patients. You present the case to your group - those unfortunate ones who couldn't find cases - then you brainstorm. What learning issues you can conjure up in your tired, little brains.
That is the main problem. The shriveled up mass of grey matter just wont function as normally in the evening like it does in the morning. So by the time you end that grueling session, you feel that sleep is the only thing you can, want, and need to do.
So Im back after a tbl. and this is the last of the week after two consecutive ones. Imagine, ending a day for the past three days with the extremely taxing class.
Guess what I'm about to do......
You got that right.ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz
Relax. Take it easy.
Mika lied to us. all of us.
I can't relax and take it easy.
I'm dealing with pride, ego, lives and hearts here.
I miss writing.
Words come to me rarely these days.
You came into sight,
with your smile, bright.
And my heart pulls with all its might.
It must be the way your falls.
The piercing black eyes.
A quiet face with that crooked smile.
I like it best when you slump off, tired.
Makes it all the more innocent.
A tie centered on the sleek, ironed, shirt-clad chest.
The tag that bears your name in pride,
The polite voice when you try to suck it up to 'Gods'
My curses are all pretense.
To bury the overwhelming love i feel for you.
It's too much for me without hurting.
One day, when all of it fall into place.
I will see you again.
Out in the open.
okay, so i surprised my family. Eleena and Dad had a karaoke competition in KGNS so i was in KL to surprise them. I didnt want to stay in kl because i have tons of things to do in seremban the next day. Things were going out as planned until i lost the magnet to uk's car keys.
I made the decision to study medicine actively with my parents support. And little did i know that once you enter clinical school and the job of leading 21 students in one of the most hectic department. Internal Medicine. Everybody says its gonna be busy. But nobody told me is was going to be confusing. Nobody told me that, being a leader (being conveniently there), you have no time to stop and think what is going to happen and you can't day dream away your time at all. Well, of course i expected that our time is going to be jam packed but such a forceful drive of business is being loaded on our shoulders that it is throwing me back. Especially when im a leader right now. I should have swtiched to surgery to make myself more free. but as it is. this is that process of maturing and i have to take it with a stride. as of right now im stumbling like crazy because tomoro i have no idea where the briefing is and when. im gonna die. so this blog is just to tell myself that i chose this path and to stick with it. because if i cant i will consider myself as the loser. the failure. I feel terrible for not being able to inform the rest of the group posting members. so tomoro. by all means. i will drive there myself, with uk's car since i have none of my own, and go to the reception early, book a bloody room and wait for Dr Esha Gupta to come. Good thing she is known for her lack of punctuality. By i God i pray that she doesnt suddenly wake up in the morning and decide to be disciplined. I need time to figure this out. So just give me a minute, Damn it. Okay. Dah. nak balik tidur. bye.
sorry readers for not being able to update. I will try now and then. I can't broadcast my patients to you though. Some medical ethics stuff.
have a nice weekend.