It's the end of the year

... when everyone usually talk about Christmas shopping, how much is the bonus, YES a.k.a year end sales and holiday.

But not the same for me, this time.

It's almost time to move out of hostel where everything is free. Okay, not really everything, but most important one- FOC water and electric. When everyone is ready and excited to move out, I'm still, haven't settle down with my future shelter. I have not secure a place to stay in this island. I went to see house after house, searching high and low but to no avail. However, I found a good place nearby last few day. You cannot complain too much although it is just empty house, old building and not as big as own house in hometown because what I desperately need now is a place to stay for my future 1 year (at the moment). What I need is settle those hustle and bustle of moving house so that I can have more time to prepare myself mentally, emotionally and physically for one last paper. The Registration Exam which I want to go all out to score distinction- once and for all.

You see, staying in hostel for solid 3 years in a big room. Because there's big wardrobe with many compartments, that's why my baggies, clothes that I wear often and clothes that hidding underneath and forgotten about their existence, my shoes, my booooooooks and notessss for solid 6 semesters, my accessories (that all girls would have, all, I assume!) need time to move out, shift from one nest to another nest. Like what sweetie said, I'm just renting a house, so I don't need good wardrobe and shoes cupboard. He is a pro in living outside in big city. I have seen his nest in KL. So, I heed his advise. I minimise my requirements and lower living standards. I will just buy mattress, so- called space (zipped- up) canvas wardrobe, study table from TESCO store, simple chair and semi- auto washing machine (this is most needed after handwash for 4 years! I'm sick of it.) If one is not enough, I will buy 2 wardrobes then. And also, some 3- tiered cupboards- anyway I have 1 now and I am going to trade with a friend for another one with a foldable picnic chair. Barter system is applicable now. What do you want? And, what can you give me?

I'm glad that my family will support me and help me in many ways. This includes father comes and check over the circuits, setup extra switch point while mom would definitely cleans the house for me 'cause she would not be peaceful in mind if she let me do cleaning myself. Mom is always mom XD

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Very soon, I will be alone in hostel since my roommate is moving out, back to home by next week. I appreciate her tolerance and quietness of her a lot. We have been living peacefully under 1 fan for 3 years. We never quarrel over a single issue but make allowances for own life. Where to get? Moreover, she has been my motivation for all the exams so far. If it were not her diligence and persistancy in revision, I would not follow the same (I know not really totally the same, I am lazier) and I would not be more persistent in burning midnight oil while she is sleeping soundly in her dreams since hours ago. She has her points that I should learn from for sure. She has good discipline which I failed to nurture it in my life. Losing to her, somehow ignite the fire inside to study harder and achieve better, higher although many a time, it pains me.

Back to my June trip

Finally I can continue to upload those Sarawak trip photos for day x ( oops, i lost count!) only. Not even half of album I can manage to put them all here to show off. I may need to drink many many Starbucks ice blended to get them done 'cause my broadband is never that speedy. If you are interested, you are welcomed to send me Starbucks vouchers or cash to pay my bill :) Directly handover without the need of Pos Laju.

Remember my last post? Forget? Search for it from Archive. I have no idea how to link it here. *hats down, bow, pardon me*

Ok ok, continue from this big big cute baby! We fed him/ her ( After a packed semester, I have forgotten much details of the great trip.)

After a short journey in a school van,owned my Ms. Baoz's dad, we arrived in a nice house of her grandma. With all those antique, dark brown wooden recliner chair (no sofa), we continue to snap all over...We were welcomed by the host. And it's their local culture to be so full of hospitality. They cook Chicken soup mee suah for us. Literally, we had this in every new home we visited. Culture says it all!And you have to match the chicken soup with home-made wine made of herbs stuff. The aroma permeated the whole dining hall and we loved that sense. It satisfied our olfactory sensation!We added in so much that we get drunk~ see?This is definitely worth introducing? What do you call this? Muachi right? the one that you see some oldies having big bucket behind their motorbikes, dig up an amount of whitish, sticky glutinous dough, chop chop chop into small pieces and mix with a lot of peanuts chunks. Some add fried onion on top for good smell. That one, right?


Let me tell you, it's Tang Yuan (glutinous rice balls)- Sarawakian's version. Or should I say east Malaysian version of glutinous rice balls that we, westerners of Malaysia eat with sweet ginger soup or even soy milk!Do I look fat already, no?In the centre is Ms. Baoz. Who is a girl, a good girl, good friend. And you would agree with me to always relate her with righteousness and fairness and firm persistence. In addition, I love how those friends' houses were decorated with lot of family photos. It's like photo gallery and makes the house absense of boring and plain-ness. :)Physical workout to burn the extra layer of fat on belly! Or to promote gastric emptying. No more sitting. But to walk around in the Sungai Rajang (Rajang River) park. We wanted our ingested food to descend faster than ever so that we don't feel bloated anymore! (I hate that short leg- look of mine because of the funny pants- so I thrown to my youngest sis as secondhand lately)Remember the name of looooooooongest river in Malaysia that we studied in our Geography class last time? Sungai Rajang is the name. Because it has been so long, I've forgotten the length. I can only vividly recall the pitch darkness.



THE NEXT DAY~

this is what happen when you never post your trip within the period your memory allows.Eating breakfast before heading for new destinations!Yeah~ Going out in white! On the street. Not that bad. Because it is in town (in pekan- Kedah local language, in pasar- in Sarawak local language), so you see shophouses.This was in a shoplot on 2nd floor. Think Kedah Supermarket in Alor Star, think Penang Street, think Chee Cheong Kai (PJ street in KL?). I was amazed because I was shocked to see imitation of LV bags and I wonder have they seen or know what is LV. And imitations, as usual are always not cheap!Having breakfast (again!) at the corridor. 2 tables of us. I was stuffed by the glutinous dumpling- Bak Chang.This is some unique dish in Sarawak that I often heard my friends would miss eating. It's 鼎边糊 (Ding Bian Hu). It's some flourish noodles in irregular shape and length, cloudy chicken soup, black fungus and fish balls. Not bad. Quite healthy one. I think I will not need to share a bowl with 2 others if I never take bak chang!Us and the state flag!Souvenirs shop- where we buy cute things for our friends and family back home. Our driver of the day- friend's bf, driving a van. There's only a row of seats behind. The rest of us sit freely on the floor and shake till we drop~ Out of the window, that's their morning market. The largest one in Sibu. It was still very packed even though it was almost 10 plus.

Till here my post. Hope you would pay a visit across the South China Sea 1 day :)

Psychological Medicine Unit

It's my first specialised unit posting after finished all those hectic+ crazy examssss. For the next 6 weeks, I'll be visiting/ posted to specialised unit with my group members. First run for my group is this- what people call Psychiatric ward. You can say it's mini size of Tanjung Rambutan (you know, TR is in Ipoh and it's a mental hospital!).

Today is the first day I'm inside the 'lockup' place. We were all behind the bars with 20 patients who are mentally sick. Most common one is schizophrenia. Almost all of them are schizophrenic. At first I felt awkward stepping into the place. I felt super uneasy. I smelled a sense of ...... hmmm... i couldn't make myself clear here. The feeling was pretty bad for me at that first impression. To get use to the place for 2 weeks seems long to me. The emotion disturbance is there. The paranoia of " am I going to become mentally un- strong like one of them after that" haunted me.

Seriously, I made a conclusion within 1 hour in that boring place- Staffs working there should be all mentally strong and be able to overcome those abnormal sensations, emotions, behaviours and perceptions with great magnitude of tolerance, patience and knowledges and determinations. Ok, I said boring just now. Boring is in a sense of plain environment, plain colour, no colourful pictures along corridor, no windows, no scenery. To me, it lacsk of sensory stimulus that bring liveliness and joyful spirits.

Just today, I saw some great abnormal behaviors that were highly tolerated by all staffs in calm, cool manner, including/ especially Sister in- charge! In fact, I guess, most of us found amusing and funny. Imagine patients scold everyone in foul language. Foul language is a kind of joke for me if they are not directed to me or my family. Or even friends. It's funny 'cause most of the time, I don't understand what does it mean. For example, one accusing a staff for assaulting her and got irritated immediately, then running off while shouting "Pxkxma." Same, I never asked what does it mean. I just think that scene was "WOW!"
(Of course, it was a paranoia. Nobody even have a physical contact with her! Just purely turning violent in a glimpse of eyes. A glimpse of eyes- I mean it. I mean it as FAST!)

I got an attack from another one. It was my fault to check property in front of counter. I should have done it in a corner or at least not within owner's view. The patient hated me very much. Hated me for touching her things. Pointing finger to me, declaring I am a bad one for touching her belongings, it hurts me and renderred me speechless. My friends and I assured to her that we wouldn't touch her things anymore and I extended my hand, wanting to shake hand with her.

"Come, we shake hand. Let's be friend."
"No, you need to put in more efforts to shake my hands." *I guess I'm in her self- defined probation period to proof my ability and obedience*

It has been too long since September

that I update this. It's full of dusts, gone down to the bottom of your blog lists and you almost forget about tracing my life anymore!
So, now here's the updates.

The AwardI got this offer letter on last Saturday morning from Ms. Principal's hands. I never expect to get this as I walked in and had a seat with a white envelope lying nicely on the glassy office table, addressing to me. I looked blankly ahead. I saw her reflection with a steady poise, like always under the glass. I asked for permission to open the letter. I carefully read through in a fast pace, caught the title, caught the keywords.

"Yes, finally! The day has come!"

I have been waiting for this harvest. I have been faithfully sowing seeds, give water, give sunshines, kill the worms and do the weeding part. Now I have a bunchful of joy, thanksgiving and honour that I want to share with everyone in my family. I emailed out once I got back from office.
I uttered my prayer with a big thanksgiving heart. I thanked God for guiding me through as I see through myself in the vision of how God put me in the right timing, at right place and doing right thing. I have gone through questionings and strugglings, asking why I am suffering here, asking why I am in this damn small island, not attending university, dressing up in chic trendy wear everyday, different shoes each day or wearing nice trench coat and pairing with knee- high boots, walking down streets or, or, or working with some damn good people, no uniform, no bad stuffs, travel everywhere buy cheap local brands goods......

Now that I hope my parents, everyone in the family and especially the 2 young ones can be proud of me!


Terminal Exam + College Professional Final Exam + OSCE (tomorrow)

The first 2 has over. T.E concluded my semester 6 with CGPA of 3.73 and only 1 A while the rest were A- only. Over the 6 semesters, 101 credit hours, the conclusion was 3.83. I believed I could score higher if I never did bad to my first practical exam in my life when I was in semester 2, back to year 2007. That semester was my lousiest of all- 3.72 'cause I secured grade B for practical exam only!
"Shoo, go away, you evil 'stagefright'!"

On the other hand C.P.F.E concluded my 3 years of study here from sem 1 till sem 6. It was pretty tough. Candidates need to know everything at least something, some key features or key treatment usually renderred. 100 questions of multiple choices- I got so tired darken the tiny 2mm width circle and I hate the carbon smell either. There was 2 days' paper of long answer questions. To sit for that, you got to know everything about each conditions in different systems and what are the nursing interventions. For example, you got to know what to assess when Mr. Lim came into A&E with suspect of fracture left femur, what a nurse has to do before arrival of doctor. Another example, how you manage a patient who will stop breathing suddenly due to closure of airway, what you want to monitor for, what could be the possible complications and what are the typical signs and symptoms of development of complications. In case, you still think that nursing is so damn easy 'cause you heard that nurses just need to FOLLOW behind doctors- last example: what you have to do if doctor order a blood transfusion, before, during and after blood transfusion; what are your responsibilities and health education that you gonna give to Ms. Lim who had a subtotal thyroidectomy (STT) done and discharge with prescription of Tab. Carbimazole and Propanolol.
(Till here, how much you get about my job, my career?)
Ok, I haven't finish. Choose 4 out of 5 questions each day and complete answer within 3 hours. Imagine how I feel when I nicely completed my third question and then I have to tell myself,
"Hey, you have another more to go leh...It's another 25% leh!"
Results are not out yet. I hope everyone of us pass so that we can be eligible for Nursing Board Registration Exam on 22nd December before I can happily celebrate my Christmas in home church.

Ok, the last one is going to be tomorrow and Wednesday. 10 stations in total. Show off the right way after reading the instructions. Show off plus read instructions in 5 minutes! You see, 5 minutes. 300 seconds to complete a job on mannequin or demonstrate use of inhaler or breast-self examination or teach healthy diet to young mother or check visual acuity or do drug calculations or etc. So, follow the principle, follow steps, open the eyes wide&big and hope to score for perfect score of 20 in each cubicle.

Alright, this has gone too far and too dragging long. I am just jotting down my happenings that typical people don't go through. Haha. I will come again for more soon! Buh-bye~