Miscellaneous

It seem that I lost my Sagittarius touch in last post.

The girls were home when I came back from hospital and the bowling was cancelled which resulted in me sleeping as early as 7 p.m!

And we also didn't go on a bike.

Instead, we were blowing the highest quality chewing gum, virtually.

Why highest quality?

Because even after you inhale the most you can and exhale until there's no more air exhaleable, the most you can do is pop the gum only once in your twice attempts.

Which make the class look ridiculous to the outsider if any was watching.

The watcher may think we've lost our marbles, cheering for the person who's blowing into whatever device it is and at the same time was looking at the projection of a cartoon blowing pink chewing gum.

Thins is, blowing a virtual chewing gum deserves such cheers (fighting!chaiyok!*insert names*)

It's indicating that school break gonna commence when we sat playing (and the retards, learning) chess, and playing words games by the name Scramble.

Not gonna see each others' faces for full 2 weeks you see.

On another note,

some people feel that I deserve their concern or pity, whatever it is.

But thing is, I'm perfectly happy as I am now.

I am free to do whatever I want, I have friends around me, who I can turn to.

People may see that I keep a certain distance.

A solid yes from me.

I don't like the idea of being tied to, even it's just friend.

When u r too dependent on each other, both will end up hurting.

I see too many of that already. (and experienced it for myself when I was not even 14)

Being with various kind of people in various works and situation, I like this kind of socializing even more than the latter.

I live with these people, go into hospital with other people, sit in lab or lecture with another people and walk to wherever you like, alone or with whoever you want.

U get to know many people, not too superficial and not too deep.

Just enough for u to appreciate them.

And I still love all of them.

We've been through good and bad times, and I believe they are the first ones to be there to offer help when u need it.

I'm not himono onna.

I just make it into my 21, not even 2 weeks have passed eversince.

It's me who choose not to.

Because I can't afford to loose anything for the time being.

Thank you for the concern, anyway.

p/S: semua gambar tiada kaitan. sekadar hiasan sebab mereka cantik

Cakcing

I know this space has somehow contains post that is deemed gross.

Today's topic is pinworm (bear with it, this is one of my ways to revise microbiology)

Pinworm as the name suggests, is small worm even though not pointy as a pin.

You can find it in the intestine of most kids.

And how would you know a kid is infected with the worm?

Look for the particular little ones that's scratching his buttock (the anus, precisely)

That is because the gravid/pregnant pinworm, scurries at night from the small intestine to anus and deposited their eggs over there.

The eeggs are what that causes the itching.

And a simple diagnosis of this can be done by mothers.

Get a transparent tape of suitable size, stick it to the kid's anus, after a few seconds, pull out the tape and stick it on the glass slide.

Observation under the microscope shall be done by the expert (more accurate diagnosis you see).

Ok, that's it for microbiology.

Tapeworm, the fettucine.

I shall race on a bike that travels to nowhere tomorrow in pathophysiology lab but I know that I'm gonna miss it to catch the practical in the hospital that will finish by 5 pm.

And come back to an empty house, the other three shall be on the train heading north by that time.

I'm gonna start my holiday with bowling and end it with a steaming pot of steamboat with comrades.

Happy holidays!

Stargazing

I'm an outdoor person, except that I don't get to be outdoor that much of the late.

Yesterday, I looked up, the sky was clear dark blue, there were many stars twinkling.

Except that most of them were orange.

I kept looking up to make sure.

Is it the day after tomorrow?

But everything on the ground looked normal.

And then I realized thay they were moving and some more came up.

I was a beautiful sky.

As a child, twice or thrice a year, our family of four would make our way to the seaside, not for fishing, but for laying on the sand under the starry sky.

Mak would beforehand marinate the whole chicken in honey and whats not.

And abah would roast it, the smell wafting through our tiny nostrils.

It was such a good time, when the waves splashing mildly, the stars scattering the sky, the fine sand of the beach and the four of us, and me, still a kid, without any worry in the world (because I didn't stir up trouble, so I didn't have to be afraid of the smoking husk)

Photo from Flickr

In PLKN, we listed down our life goals.

When once it has been an easy affair, we hardly do any stargazing after we moved.

My parents both have to work, and I left for residential school.

So I put down stargazing as one of my life goal.

Who knows, when the goal is to be realised, we would be together again, now the 5 of us, or maybe even more.

And we would look again at the starry sky, after over a decade, sending our gratitude.

Ameen.

Nuggets

allow me to be nostalgic.

Spaghetti, Vermicelli, Fettucine

I grew up in Batu Feringghi.

Before kindergarten, I lived my life chasing after chicks (chicken babies, not girls), coluring my dinosaur colour book with magic inks, trodding on stinky chicken poos, and waiting for the fisherman and their catch of the day.

I can assure you that I was exposed to the natural environment optimally hence my immune system would be fortified.

Even though my granduncle had never failed to dab a generous amount of bedak sejuk on my face (I guess having a fair complexion is not enough, he needed white as the chinese opera singer instead) and take care of my hygienic need, due to me who was constantly playing with earth and flora and fauna, I had to take antihelminths powder.

I reckon most kids in Malaysia my age took it too.

And I can assure you that the powder works very efficiently.

I pooped out a spaghetti.

I was born an observant kids, eventhough I observe things outside the spec of other people.

Say if people would observe the chicken, I would observe its poo.

And one day, after poo, I took a look at my products.

And there it was, glistening, translucent and wriggling.

I didn't see that coming. I thought I had a product only, which is the poo, turned out I had 2 and boy, it was long (to my below 5 years old eyes)

I did what girls of all ages do best.

I screamed as loud as I can, buttocks still smelly and my hero came to my rescue.

He took care of my products and the smelly buttock.

I was still shaken but squeaky clean cute little girl when I wanted to have my Milo.

My hero led me to the table where there's a baby bottle with Milo and next to it, a cup with Milo.

I would of course go for the bottle. Hey I was under 5 ok!

But then my hero told me something that get my hands and mouth off the baby bottle forever.

If I have my Milo or drinks in the bottle, I would see more of the spaghetti.

If I start to have my drink like they do, I will have a peaceful toilet time.

I opted for the latter and I had peaceful toilet time.

And recently, I found out that I was lucky enough to get only a speghetti, fettucine is horrible and vermicelli would be hideous and many more would still be in there even though I excreted one or two of them.

The Interconnection

This morning I went to pathophysiology lecture.

Topics today are hypertension and hypotension.

It's said that one of he reasons of hypotension is due to ascetic practise.

Ascetic people has low level of stimulation on their sympathetic system, thus leading to decrease vessel tone and eventually hypotension.

Ascetic practise, as told in the class, is where a person behave very polite and decently.

This type of person lack stimulation, especially emotionally.

From what I understand ascetic doesn't engage in exhilarating activity.

Imagine that person who doesn't do sport, not even cheering on the sideline.

The person who look calm and composed all the time.

Ascetic in my lecturer opinion, after saying 'excuse me', is like someone who has no desire for women/men. (lust certainly activate the sympathetic system)

So, his advice is it's better to enjoy life (do you get the drift?make sure u get the right drift ok.)

So that you don't get the hypotension (ok, I made this sentence up)

Gambar sebagai hiasan semata-mata

After class I went back home and read post from fellow blogger.

Read it here (you have to read it so that u can decipher what I'm trying to tell you)

Tonight, on Facebook (ay, I'm busted.too much time online =p), my friend posted a video entitled terencat akal tapi hafal Al-Quran hebat.

I observe people in my free time.

It makes my brain thinks and wonder.

Most of the time, looking at people that I and the society regard as below standard i.e. visually impaired or bedridden or limping, I would first sympathise with them but usually I would leave, virtually saluting at them, of which many normal people fail to have me do the same to them.

It's wonderful how people that we regard as below standard can give us such valuable insight into life, getting us counting our blessing by being the 'below standard' them.

Let me give you a scene

Scene 1 : Florenc bus station information counter, Prague.

a man, obviously visually impaired, look as if he is kissing the computer screen, trying to find me the platform where the bus to Hradec Kralove would depart from. It takes him about 2 minutes, with alternating between kissing the screen and taking 3 breathers, to find it. He, is working.

Gambar sah ada kaitan

And this is the excerpt from holy Quran, taken from the first link, for you to ponder

"Did ye then think that We had created you in jest,
and that ye would not be brought back to Us (for account)?"
(Holy Qu'ran, 23:115)

I find it hard to make a definite comment on my opinions regarding this post.

I have it in my head but not on my fingertips.

So, I gather you would make a good interpretation out of it.

Stresujici

Monday, missed the message posted on Facebook.

Physical examination practical in hospital burned.

Wednesday, totally forgot about Czech class.

I really need bowling or boxing right now.

Luckily there's nothing that I can throw in this room.

Printer too big.

Boxes too heavy.

Pillows, too light, if thrown will produce below threshold effect.

Arghhhh, I'm very frustrated right now.

My own stuid, idiot fault.