Unloading

It was after exam where we did not plan for anything but ideas just came running in our minds. This too was a spontaneous decision a night before and the discussion was done via MSN.

Nana, Wan, Khung Ying and I happily embarked our journey to Sepang Gold Coast 2 days ago for a night stay. Nothing was more exciting than being able to have fun with friends and to embrace the nature. The first activity of the day, sun bath! Not forgetting about building sand castle and collecting sea shells (Khung Ying seemed to be the enthusiastic one for these). We ended our day after having enough therapeutic massage from the sea wave by watching the sun set. And there we went to hunt for seafood!

The girls and the setting sun...We celebrated Chap Goh Mei together with (from right) cockles, seafood tomyam, deep fried sotong, vegetable, and pepahat. The time spent at the beach after dinner. It was the last day of Chinese New Year and the beach was still well decorated. Yup, this was outside the chalet we rented in Bagan Villa Resort. Enjoying life huh ;p

Camwhoring before we left...

For the last lunch in Sepang, we bought sotong (Again, our cholesterol level must be shooting sky high for this few days!) from fresh market and brought over to ask a chef to cook for us. Hmm, the night before's one tasted better as the flour for this was too thick.

"And now it's my turn!" The cat was daring enough to skipped next to me and feasted after we finished. I had a good time. The morning walk at the beach side was especially refreshing. Blue sky aligned with the sea making a horizon, bird's chirp in harmony with the roaring wave, the delightful smell of the sea mingled with a tinge odour of fresh plant, the brownish white fine sand which gave my feet a cooling sensation with my hair wildly flown by the surrounding breeze. I was at my utmost gratification!
.
It has been a while since I last had a stress-free period. Having casted down my major burden, the empty space inevitably being occupied by small little thoughts. It was indeed a good quiet time for me, pondered on how my life has been so far, as well as reflecting on my attitude towards certain things.
.
Like the waves, they will never cease heating the shore. A proverb says "一波未平，一波又起". Meaning wave beats before the preceding one gets quiescent. So as life, problems will not stop challenging us. It's the matter of whether we can walk through the waves in peace. Remember, we will never walk alone. I find the picture below expresses what's in my heart right now.
.
Peace is not a beautiful scene, sun, sea or sand. Neither is it a picture of harmony or war-free. It is the stillness and ability to be at rest in time of storm or difficulties. I am glad I've found my peace. Thank You Lord.

Relieved

I passed! Me and God, we made it!

.

The past 2 hours had been the most restless time walking to-and-fro the Academic Affair Department. Me acted confident as usual started to be terrified seeing so many worried faces and tearful eyes. However, results were released and there were even more tears, of joy :)

.

My greatest appreciation to those who lent me a helping hand, kept me in prayers, gave me supports and encouragements. As a promise to God and myself, I will continue to work my way to be a compatible doctor. Hope time and determination can gradually fill up my deficiencies.

.

And to my fellow warriors, this battle wouldn't be as wonderful without your companion. Well done people, and keep up the fighting spirit! Now, enjoy your holidays, you deserve it!

CNY isn't CNY

Chinese New Year is approaching the end and yes, I don’t feel like I’m one of those celebrating. Again, I have major exam falls on Chinese New Year after A-levels. It is more torturing now than last time as it drags throughout the whole CNY compared to only the first 2 days were involved 4 years ago.

No Chinese New Year shopping for me this year, had to leave my family on the second day of CNY and back to my study place. I was being left out for yee sang, for more cookies and ang pows *sob*. It was a bad time to be home alone staring at books while you could hear lion dance and fire crackles everywhere. But at least I had a few pop-pops before I came back, a good reunion dinner, plenty of encouragements and wishes. My lovely sister also kindly gave a few new blouses to me. Things were not that bad after all. Only if I can pass exams, it worth all effort and sacrifice! So hope that the next major exam will not fall again on CNY, which is very likely…

Well, for this new year, I got myself new specs. I'm pretty much depending on it now. The logo at the side reminds me of my favourite character, Bumblebee in Transformers.

Alike? Yea, want to be a transformer :)

Rom 12:2 – Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is good and acceptable and perfect will of God.

Another new thing I noticed at my brother’s bedside…

And look closely…

I just couldn’t hold my laughter looking at it. Apparently he rears a real turtle together with his digimon turtles but it was brought over to my aunty’s place. Can’t deny my 17-year-old youngest brother is still cute!

Before I forget, Happy Valentine’s Day for those who are in their lovey-dovey. And for those who haven’t found one, enjoy your singlehood!

Two papers were done, another two more to go. Persevere for few more days my friends, we can do it!

Blogging syndrome

There is a little outburst of blogging from my fellow bloggers, including me, indicating that the exams were over! Yay, study break is officially started! Lo and behold, the final ones are of 2 weeks later. And therefore some draw backs set in. It can neither be lengthy nor frequently. Blogging is somewhat a good indicator of stress level.

Well for me, the best stress level indicator is nothing better than the pimples popping on my face. The rate of growth is incredibly being able to catch up with upcoming exams. It has been the 11th pimple on my face since I last had it, one after another. But thank God that they are not as disfiguring as I was facing the End of Semester 5 exams. Hope it won't worsen. You know, Chinese New Year is coming :p

It has been merely 3 months since I started blogging frequently. I find it a good way to pen down my emotions and to share my every bit of life, though not everything can be shared publicly. From reading blog itself, the blogger's personality is somewhat reflected. Some are eventful persons, some don't talk much about their feelings, some are informative, some with flight of ideas, some are good thinkers etc. I admit that I am too sentimental at times, directing too much of my emotions towards the laptop screen. It is actually a very unhealthy sign. Blogging too much without having talked to people leads to deficit in man-to-man relationship. I don't want to marry a computer wei! What to do, I just love hiding in my room surfing. And I'm a part of the i-generation too :)

.

Below are the diagnostic criteria of this unhealthy syndrome that I have come out with:

1) You blog more than you talk.

2) You prefer to be alone facing your computer than hanging out with others.

3) You express better by typing than speaking.

4) The allocated time to surf outstands the time you spend with others face to face.

5) You find yourself laughing, crying or talking to the screen most of the time.

.

Just be watchful if you fulfill them :)

.

P/S: It involves no evidence based, purely my own experience. By the way, I haven't fulfilled ALL.

.

In case I don't get to blog again, wish you all a Happy Chinese New Year! Hope all of us will be able to pass exam, with flying colours. Lastly, keep yourself fit, don't fall sick!

.

Gong xi fa cai

.

Homesick

So overwhelmed by the feeling of homesicking suddenly. It's going to be the longest stay in Seremban without going back home.

.

It all started after MSNing with my sister, seemed many things going on with my family without my acknowledgement. Started to call them one by one, the words "I miss you" will never slip out of my mouth easily. Just hoping everyone is doing well.

.

Chinese New Year is approaching, so as End of Semester Exam. Don't forget to give your family a call in the midst of busyness. Study hard!

MyFlashFetish.com.

Should I? Should I not?

My eye sight is no longer perfect. It's brought to my attention again when my friend reminded me that an uncorrected eye sight might get worse. Should I join the four eyes family?

.

I am hesitating because only my right eye is more affected. I can still see clearly with my both eyes open. The electronic eye check up gave me the degree of shortsightedness of 100+ on the left eye and 250+ on my right. I scored 6/6 on the left eye and 12/6 on my right for Snellen chart.

.

To me wearing spectacles means it's for life long. I can no longer be easy and convenient with something hook onto my ears. Mummy said look at green colour things more and it helps. Hmm, I wonder how... Contact lens are not my preference, forget about laser therapy.

.

Should I wear? Or should I not?

Salute the women

Been through 2 weeks of obstetric posting. I am supposed to study real hard. Somehow feel that my blog is calling me.
.
Came across with pregnancy and its beauty. Wonder how God has such creativity, making everything so perfectly compensated for two cells to merge and grow. All mechanisms take place in a woman's body to wonderfully accomodate the developement of a new life. From a heart beat, to every move, and eventually a cry and to every breath. I'm marvelled.
.
Came across with labour and its dreadfulness too. Seeing mothers suffered from excruciating pain. Long hours straining with the risks of many complications. Menstrual pain for me is unbearable. Just can't imagine how delivery pain is going to be like.

.

Encountered a shoulder dystocia during my first on call on new year day. It was the third new year baby I welcomed, by just observing. This baby's shoulders were stucked with her head jutted out from the vagina. The doctor-in-charged was applying traction and screamed for help after repeated tries. I was panic looking at the little head turned blue. Moving to the mother's side, I held her hip flexed, and gave her moral support. A staff nurse was at the other side, holding the other leg and pressed onto her abdomen.

.

"Kuat lagi! Sikit lagi..."

.

And thank God the baby was delivered after nearly a minute. Relieved. All the distress and frown on the mother's face ultimately turned to smile and rejoice with her newborn on her chest. The pain and unstitched torn perineum or vagina did not matter at the moment of time.

.

It was an adventure. Women bear so much risks and pain to deliver. But it was encouraging to see some of their husbands were by their sides, saying prayers, holding their hands and giving them support. It did make a big difference!

.

Some wonder why girls are better treated than guys many a times. Girls give birth, guys don't. Girls are generally more dedicated to the life of others and their hearts are more tender to the surrounding things. I think they deserve it, don't they?