hello... i wanna pay

today's PBL was ultra long. everybody wanted to present everything. overall it was good. digged deep into alot of unnecessary stuff, especially the one that i presented with Ismail - treatment and management of diabetes mellitus.

after so much of saliva-splattering from me about insulin therapy, the lecturer said this in the end of the class, "in Pathology we don't deal with treament."

in another the words, it won't come out in the exams.

henyway, time for dinner. it was five then. went to snack shack with vincent.

gosh so many people.

KMC is having the new intake. no wonder. saw alot of chinese, and indians, and indians and more indians.

everything went fine until i went to pay my bill in airtel.
as usual, i took a seat since there's a customer at the PAYMENT counter (see that? PAYMENT!)
i was waiting and waiting and waiting and i over heard the customer at the PAYMENT counter asking thousands and thousands of questions about this calling plan, that calling plan, MAHE plan, Manipal plan, USA plan, NASA plan, UN plan and even Taliban plan....

they were asking about calling here calling there how much, sms here sme there how much. then they repeat the same questions over and over again.

it's a PAYMENT counter that i was saying. there was this they-think-they-are-rich-try-to-annoy-people-by-sitting-at-the-PAYMENT-counter-doing-non-paying-stuff couple with their son, KMC junior i suppose, were finding out the best plan for their o-going-to-study-in-KMC-so-great son.

so i fed-up dy, i stood up and stand right in front of the PAYMENT counter. the lady in the counter also fed-up dy, turned to me and asked me what i wanted.

"i wanna pay"

payment was made.

upon leaving the office, i heard them again,

"do you give us any VIP number?"

how great!

now i am...

"wow! amazing! you still can write chinese!" -Yee En (sms)

many people assumed that i've already deleted every single bits of chinese in me after almost one and half year stay in Manipal since i never like chinese. like what Vincent told me the other day, "you've not been updating yourself on chinese social activity la... now this one dunno, that one dunno".

ok, that i admit. since i only read The Star newspaper.

but i still write chinese!!! i still can read! even scientific terms. huh!

ok ok, exaggerating. i can only write normal day-to-day-use chinese only. the reason is, my grandfather insists that i should write letter to him in chinese instead of calling back so often. firstly, he doesn't want me to waste money on calling home. Secondly, he doesn't want me to forget chinese because he says that we'd spent so much on chinese school, so it's not worth it to forget the things that i've learnt, especially chinese culture.

the very first time i heard this from my mom, i was like, "oh man!". i have almost forgeting how to write my name.

well, to please my grandpa (he's 87), i decided to start writing chinese letter to him.
man! the first letter almost killed me. with the help of my handphone (yeap! now you know how i write chinese), i spent almost an hour or two to finish it.

he was happy. mom told me that he literally kept my letter under his pillow and read it over and over again.

mission accomplished.

"I said i saw you online la not Mid Valley, LAME!" - Yee En (MSN messenger)
"Nickson is LAME!" - Lai Yin (Ilyani's voice recorder)

(the list goes on and on)

Did Manipal actually made me lame? i always wonder.
na! i still can walk!

still remember last time i used to be very shy. i didn't dare to even speak out my thoughts, forget about cracking jokes. i enjoyed listening to Jared Ang and David Lim's lame jokes during our Sabah mission trip. that's all i remember about people being lame

well of course being lame is not something good to boast about. in fact i shall repent and stop doing that. but i always wanted to make people laugh.

"i scared blood and dead body la" - niCk to mom (deciding if i should take MBBS
or Biotech)
"you came back form the mortuary and you haven't bathe? you know how dirty is the mortuary? ... yada, yada... stay away!" - Lai Yin (after scrubbing her skin so hard to disinfect herself after watching autopsy)

i always thought that i would faint on my first dissection class. nope! i passed! and i thought i would faint during my first autopsy. well, i passed that too! (dissection and autopsy ain't the same. there's blood splashing all over in autopsy but not in dissection)

still remember there was once i rat died in from of my house. i tried as much as possible not to step on it when i go out for dinner that night. when we came back, i volunter to open the gate. once i stepped out of the car, i felt something slimmy was underneath my slipper. in a fraction of second, i jumped up knowing that i stepped on the poor rat.

gosh! after that i jump around shouting as thought someone has shot me with a rifle.

so i can say that now i'm pretty much brave to deal with blood as well as dead body. so don't mess up with me!
otherwise inn shan will use his forensic knowledge to perform a murder that is so confusing enough that nobody can find investigate the case. haha!

"stand straight. when you lift up your hands, lift it up straight. sing with confidence" - Pastor Foo (holding my leg so that i could stand properly when i
started to lead worship in church)

i alway have the passion for worship and to some extend, music. always blame my mom for not sending me for piano lessons. (blame here with the understanding that it wasn't affordable for her to send me to music class last time.)
i always admire those people who can play music. i always tell people that i'm can be a guitarist, but i'm not a musician. i always want to be a great worship leader.

back home in XYZ (xtraordinary youth zone), i don't have much oportinity to lead and to play in the worship team. well who wanna choose a lousy guitarist like me when there's so many great musician in the team. moreover i have a crappy voice that cannot last me for long. well, can't help it. dunno means dunno. "not many people can be musically tuned" - Christine

but my passion for worship is still there!

in Manipal, i have the chance to learn worship leading since every week i'm doing it. so much so that i'm tired of it.
practice makes perfect. now i can even lead with guitar. thought still musically deaf. of course there's a long way for me to go to being a great worship leader. after all, worship is not just about music, it is about my devotion to God.

it's is in Manipal, medical school to be exact, that i learn how to rely on God more. it's not easy to study medicine (duh!) but with the promises of God in me, everything turn out to be good!

art of worship is not easy. it's all about having the heart of worship that worship God in all the things that i do.

does everything that i do glorify God?

"life goes on" - niCk (annoyingly)

well, Manipal pretty much made me a different person. i can't be what i was two years back ler...

but there's alot of things yet to be changed.

moving on...

Study mode

exam's soon!

people go study!

North India Trip - Jodhpur

after Jaisalmer, we went back to Jodhpur by train. Jodhpur, the oh-so-romantic blue city in India. should consider going there for honeymoon.

imagine you're gonna tell your friends, "hey! i'm going for honeymoon"
and they will ask, "where?! paris?! hawaii?! New zealand?!"
"na... India..."
"what?! might as well go readang..."

but trust me! it's one of the most romantic city in the world.

we arrived Jodhpur very late. thank God the motel that we went still served dinner when we reached there at around 12am.

since it was THAT late, they simply cooked the rice, fried it with the leftover fruits they had and served it.

na... this was actually in the menu. it's called Kashmiri Pulao.

i was the first one who ordered it since i (everybody) was having consipation, so when the boss introduced that fruit fried rice thingie, i thought it was a good idea to have some fruits together with rice. it turned out to be very berry nice, so they ordered two more.

everybody was dead tired. and finally, after so many cacated bathroom that we'd encountered throughout the trip, we had a proper looking bathroom to use in the new motel that we went.

the next morning, we started to plan our trip. and all thanks to Elizabeth Hurley, we were restricted to visit every corner of Jodhpur. since she needed to use the palace, the fort and even the musuem for her wedding for three days, everything was closed down for her! terrible!

so we decided to eat omelette the whole day to protest!

this is the o-so-famous-must-eat-because-it-is-highly-recomended shop that we had 24 omelettes altogether. around five eggs per person.

still Eliz Hurley was getting married happily in the palace. so we decided to sit at the stall and browse through all the guestbook that is there.

and we spotted this:
drawn by batch 17 steven and gang.
and so, we also decided to draw one for ourselves.
it turn out to be...

cute! i suppose.
not gonna show it here.

this is the egg uncle who had been selling omelette for 35 years.

basically they serve is, yes, eggs. they come with bread and different flavours like cheese, butter cheese, masala and so on. since we were protesting as i said, we almost tried all the flavours available.

and since eating eggs couldn't stop Eliz Hurley from getting married, we decided to drown ourselves with the o-so-famous-must-drink-because-it-is-highly-recomended lassi (yogurt) which is a stone throw away from the egg shop.

on the way to that shop, i saw this and "OMG! if the cow attack me with that horn, i'd be in London in no time"

here is the lassi. too sweet and too thick. still prefer nandini sweet lassi, or maybe vitagen.

after sweet lassi, we walked around the street, kill our time since Eliz Hurley closed up ALL the tourist attractions. we wanted to go up to the fort badly because it's duper nice seeing the whole of blue city from the fort.

the o-so-majestic fort. Mehrangarh Fort

thanks to options. we were able to find another place to look at the city. it was the lousy palace known as Jaswant Thada that Eliz Hurley spared for us.

awesome view from above. that's the Umaid Bhawan Palace (far left) where Eliz was having her wedding ceremony there at that moment. and that's the palace that we wanted to visit.

not this:


and not this too:


but we could see the blue city view which was really awesome. every thing was blue, including my shirt.



little chipmunk

guess what are these cows doing in the middle of the road?!

after an unproductive day, we went back to our motel, took some sad pictures and left Jodhpur the next morning.




that's the fort behind us.

wish to go back one day. hope there won't be any wedding ceremony going on when i go back. or maybe i can hold my wedding ceremony there? who knows.

coming up next is the Pink City, Jaipur.

nice number

after much thinking, they decided to deduct three marks from my Forensic Medicine. never go check why.

that makes my result 75, 76, 77 and 78. consider 4D's (distinctions)

should ask my mom to jumble up all these numbers and head to the nearest Magnum 4D shop and try out her luck. who knows if she gets the first prize, it'll be far more better than me getting JPA.

nonsense!

all glory to God for the results i got. God is good all the time!

shall stop looking back at block one and start to work harder for block two!

with God, all things are possible!

change

CHANGE

sacrifice

another report from The Star newspaper few weeks back

Mother’s sacrifices rewarded

By DERRICK VINESH

PENANG: Supporting a child in a private medical college can be a costly affair. The burden is even heavier for a single parent.

Kolej Tunku Abdul Rahman's Centre for Continuing Professional Education director Leong Eng Yee exhausted her life savings to fulfil her daughter Judith Wong Ju-Ming's dream to pursue medicine.

“When Judith was four years old, my husband died from cancer. He left us some money, but I still had to work to make ends meet.

“I made lots of sacrifices. Among them was to continue driving the same old car for 15 years. But it was worth the effort.

“Now, I hope that she (Judith) will help take care of me when I grow old,” said Leong after Judith received her scroll at a Penang Medical College's ceremony at a hotel here yesterday.
Leong said she also sponsored the studies of her other daughter Adele, 36, and son Kenneth, 26, who pursued their higher education in Britain and Australia respectively.

Judith, 24, was among 92 students who completed their final examinations and were conferred medical degrees from the National University of Ireland.

They spent their first year in Penang and the next two-and-a-half years at the Royal College of Surgeons in Ireland (RCSI) or University College Dublin (UCD) for pre-clinical studies.
They returned to Penang for their final two-and-a-half years of clinical studies.
Judith said the course fees and living expenses for the six-year programme totalled RM500,000.

“Basically, I was looking for a profession that I would not feel bored with after 20 years of practising.

“To me, medicine was the most interesting and exciting course to do.

“Words cannot describe my gratitude to my mum for the many sacrifices she has made to raise my two siblings and me and to see us all through college,” she said.
Judith, who was the student valedictorian, also received the UCD-RCSI overall best student award and the Malaysian Medical Association (Penang branch) prize for best student in Medicine.

i came across this article the other day and it looks really familiar to me.
not the girl, but the situation.

it's almost the same situation how my mom alone getting me into a private medical college
*she should have put me in PenangMedicalCollege to make it sound more alike... hehehe!

if there's one reason why i want to do well in my studies, that would be for my mom.

still remember how mom brought both of us (my and fred) up, giving us the top most priority, making sure that there's food in front of the TV (we don't eat on the dining table. like what Vincent would say, KL PEOPLE!!!), making sure that there's a shelter and a comfy bed for us to sleep at night, making sure that all the bills are paid on time, making sure that we get a full education of our choice

some extra points: making sure that Flippy is clean, well-fed and do her poo poo every morning, making sure that i'm not nervous during public speaking competition, making sure that we have enough junks to eat, making sure that i eat the nasi lemak she bought for me for breakfast after i wakes up in the afternoon, making sure that fred get a chance to go to aussie since i've been there once.

mom always tells us, "my ultimate purpose is to give you all a full education. and once you all can support yourselves, i'm done! and it's for you all to decide what to do"

hello, if sacrifice (big sacrifice i mean) is not the word for this, then what else?

sometime it's true to say that a single moms are very strong. she is one of them.

by the way, make it clear, my father is still around, don't misunderstand. it's complicated.

so people, love your parents, because they love you.

clinical skills

a report in The Star newspaper

KUALA LUMPUR: Remind doctors to keep their hands clean. That is what Health Ministry deputy director-general (medical) Datuk Dr Noorimi Morad wants nurses to do to ensure that patients do not get infected while in hospital.

"Nurses are better in complying than doctors. We have to persist in increasing awareness," she told The Star yesterday after opening the 3rd International Congress of the Asia-Pacific Society of Infection Control."

It is not that they do not want to do it, but they might forget when they are very busy. So, the nurses must be around to remind the doctors.


i wonder if it's too much to ask the lecturer to remind us to wash our hands during clinical skills exams... or maybe asisting us to perform the skills too...

not forgetting wiping away our cold sweat just like how a nurse wipe away the sweat on the forehead of the doctors.

North India Trip Series - Jaisalmer

Jaisalmer is a really great experience. well, you can't get to sleep in the desert in Malaysia. probably you'll get to ride a camel in Zoo Negara but not for 2 whole hours until you hate camels for the rest of your life.

it's really fun. and Jaisalmer is a beautiful and romantic place.

Jodhpur Train Station

met Anas in Jodhpur Train Station

Jaisalmer

Fort in Jaisalmer with a genuine Ganesha Travel agent

sunrise. awesome sunrise i mean.

windmill

the cute goat that Yin Yee ate that night itself

camel man




me with the camel

desert house

desert school

desert Yew Kong (the turban only fits his head perfectly. not mine nor jun han's head)

camel boy - Kamal

footsteps

look at what medical school has done to these people

Yew Kong, Jun Han, Yin Yee, niCk and an unidentifiable object (Lai Yin)

handprints



posers

carving names on the sand

my name, as though it's having diarrhoea



a better one

camp fire

then we slept. slept under a million of stars above us. they claimed that they saw a shooting star which i didn't!

niway, it was awesome! it's as those you're looking at stars in the space.

of course, the wind was really strong and it's really cold at night in the desert.

arise shine!


another awesome sunrise

have some SANDwiches



got a chance to drive a jeep out from the desert





in jaisalmer city. everything is nicely carved.



we ended up in china during the 60s


coming up next is the o-so-romantic blue city, Jodhpur.