lives in her own utopian world. loves the blessed life that she has surrounded by friends and family.Gemz.Cam-whore.Queen of Blurness. Thrives in sarcasm.
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Countless times, I've had this urge to stop blogging and close down this site. However, thinking about my ever faithful readers (yea right!) and for old times' sake, I always decided not to do so. Thus, this blog shall remain....whether you like it or not, just because you do not have much of a choice, you know. If not, feel free to press that small little cross at the top right hand corner of the screen. Thank you very much for your kind cooperation. :)
Well you know, I just felt a need to unleash a little bit of my bitchiness as it's been suppressed for quite some time. :)
The end is near....pure, blissful 6 weeks holiday...my one and only holidays, with no clinicals disturbing it, except for a one week CPR course I have to go through in October. 23rd August, can you please come now?
I attended my cousin's wedding on my paternal side over the weekend and I'm sil having a hangover. Very much still lethargic and I'm surviving on an average of about 4 hours of sleep daily. For the next 3 weeks or so, the race for the survival of the fittest is in full swing. The race has just begun.....
You know what, I really think I should stop being so drama-mama, cynical and bitchy in my entries. But then again, I really can't help it you know.
I'll just post some pictures then...
Do we look alike?
Family:)
I'll post the rest of the pics in Multiply soon...if I'm not too lazy...
Friday, July 06, 2007
I had one of my long list of practical tests just now and my examiner, as always, was being such a BITCH! I guess I got a taste of my own medicine as a result of my ever-present bitchiness to my classmates. Because of this, one of my classmates has vowed to beat me in bitchy skills on 5th July 2008 and thinking of taking some lessons from my examiner. Plus the fact that I'm losing classmates by the day as I keep picking on them....in whatever they say. Heh. I've always been good at these things, you know....good or bad, I'm no sure myself.
In the next few weeks, tests are in full bloom. I no longer dare to plan ahead. I live by the week. CP presentation, Clinical trials test, Neuro pract test, Research Methods presentation, MS presentation, Neurophysiology pract test, Ms pract test, CP pract test, self-delcared study break, semestral exams. Almost 2 practs/presentations every week, starting from Monday onwards. And I'm halfway through my course. Barely surviving for now. Live for the moment is my mantra currently.
What am I doing at this moment? Blogging. Heck, Friday nights are meant to be study-free. Fathiah's Rules, I would like to call it.
Monday, July 02, 2007
You know, I'm such a machine-idiot that I have to resort to taking pictures to make sure which wires are for which machines as well as the electrodes to be used.You see, I have a practical test coming up, this Friday, in fact, where we have to use machines which give some physiological effects like pain relief to patients. Electrical stimulation, they are generally called.
Of course, these are only some of the machines that I have to use, or to put it simply, know how to use every single one of them as I can be tested on any one of these machines.So people, good luck to me.
Plans to catch on my work over the weekend are just empty promises. There are always more important things to do over the weekend, like going out and hanging out, for instance.
On Saturday, I went out to spend some time with my cousins, talking about stuffs and having dinner.Of course during the dinner, we talked about a particular topic, which seems to be our all-time favourite and never fails to crack us up. It is none other than the issue on hair.Not the hair on our head, but about spider's legs and 'fringe'. Go figure it out. On Sunday, spent some time studying EPA and then off to my uncle's house for the weekly family gathering.
Oh, I finally started teaching tuition again on Saturday. Coincidentally, my student's brother was my classmate, way back in Primary 4, I think - well, according to the sister. And my student even said that her brother once gave me a love letter in primary school! That was really embarrassing! Seriously, I haven't the faintest idea about it. You see, I was the recipient of a lot of love letters back in primary school that I do not even know who the senders were, at least that's what I would like to think lah. Those were my 'hot' days, you see. Dream on, Fathiah! Continue living in your deluded world, your own perfect little bubble, made of strawberry and peaches. Heh.
Do we look alike?
Family:)
