jing jing jingle bell jingle ur head~~~ dammit. y does xmas have to fall on a thurs n not fri? *super jealous kat kyong n cyee!! well at 1st. but all sympathy n empathy for them now ah y am i stil so full of sympathy after a month in opd*

chill chill.. i'll better b having sum gud time at malacca wif fellow prps tmrw keke.

i wan to blog abt life in muar.. my new housemates.. my bday.. the disastrous badminton outing.. sth random.. many things! but uh.. dah tak larat la. post opd syndrome.

n y is this sucky feeling creeping all over me again?? when wil i ever gonna get over this?? shucks. i SHUD NOT listen to coldplay in the 1st place.

gudnite. n merry xmas!

OPD

EEerhh~~~AAahhh~~~ *juz stretching my arms n legs all u dirty minds* how i wish i can indulge my senses in sum kinda luxury spa wif aromatherapy, do sum acrobatic stunts at a thai massage, or get a ticklish n scream-inducing chinaman foot massage!

or or i can alwiz have retail therapy ngeh ngeh... when oh when can i get my 1st ever paycheque??.. ok not 1st la... 1st from lousy premiership 2nd from blue arrow... only 3 paycheques at glasgow tat can't even total up to 100 pounds.. i'm such a lazy ass. ok my point is.. my 1st paycheque as a PHARMACIST... ~tra la la la la...... la la la la~.... get it? get it? that ever so poplular xmas tune! nvm. ain't it great to have ur paycheque out like RITE BFOR festive seasons.. shop n boom the country's economy.. ah i know i'm patriotic.

was thinking how to heal my sore legs n now i'm talking abt retail therapy.. ya gals r contradicting.

yes ppl i'm at OPD. outpatient. or acronym for Otak Pening Department. it is. literally. this aptly explains y i've not been blogging for so many weeks. well hmm it oso means that i'm slowly getting a LIFE in muar! MUARhaha!


1st week was all abt having face as thick as great wall of china n learning from scratch.


i confidently told the patient to cuci kepala wif cetrimide shampoo until she gave me that 'harh? wat's wrong wif my hair ' look. omg! how wil i know that shampoo can ALSO b used to wash face n treat acne wor?!


i told patient to sapu chlorhexidine at his luka (antiseptic wat not meh?!) when pjoo cut in n said ni utk sapu pusat bayi. nani?! -_-lll *embarassed n demoralised*


n then on haji i had to work from 6pm to 9.30pm. DAMN sucky to work on a public holiday ok! but hey i'm a profesional, i'm here bcos the ppl need me. che wa! instantly felt better until....


1st i dunno how to handle the comp, then i can't spot common mistakes in the rx n then i was not sure wat's the suitable dose of cefuroxime n augmentin to recommend to the doctor ALL of which the pembantu can do it effortlessly. *shame shame*


well there r juz too many times where i felt embarassed n demoralised until i forgot wat r those incidents. sumtimes i juz wonder does the 3 n a half yrs of tertiary education plus the master of pharmacy certificate (che wa so yeng lidat rite... MASTER!) actually prepare me to b a qualified pharmacist in msia's hospital setting. see.. frust again.

ok at least the gud thing abt opd is.. time passes sooo damn fast cos every sec u r doing STH.

juz when u tot screening is juz pressing numbers n assigning the rx to diff counters...
eh can i get it faster? i got 1 medicine only ma. eh i stay very far 1 la come here take medicine very cham 1 la. eh my son not free to fetch me here can give me all in 1 go? eh who who who die adi i need to go back faster give me 1st la! *then go private hosp la! haiyoooo!*

or there'll b situations like eh this 1 no cop doc i can't dispense to u. can u go back to the doctor n get it? (walao u think i write myself 1 ah.. u call the doctor walk down n cop for me la!) *chill man chill! i can't do anything ok! it's the doctor's fault go n scold him la y come n scold me wor!!!*

oh ya i can now dispense like a robot. ni ubat darah tingii 1 biji sehari ni ubat jantung 1 biji makan 3 kali sehari ni ubat cair darah setengah biji larut dlm air minum selepas makan... brain cells totally in dormant form when i was mumbling those stuff. n sumtimes u juz wanna pity the patient taking ALL the classes of antihypertensives available n i seriously wonder... yao mou! yao gam kua jiong mou?! like do u reli reli need all 6 antiypertensives at 1 go.. wahpiang! izzit reli that all these patients' bp r not controlled or r they juz not being compliant n doc wil tot that adding 1 more antihypertensive wil solve the prob. dahlah v dot not enuf medicine simply prescribe samo n patient not taking medicines n then it'll all b wasted n there goes our meagre budget n the taxpayer's money n the prob is STIL never ending like when is this gonna end WTF!

many patients like to hand over their numbers to u n say oh ni dah terlepas n u'll have to squat down n ransack that humongous pile of bakuls to find THAT PARTICULAR NUMBER. halo! can v have a better system... imagine squatting down n get up every 5mins... postural hypotension gao gao ok! after few terlepas prescription.. i'm seriously NAUSEUOS i'm not kidding!

man n then u freak out cos u can't find the number, u search the entire opd high n low for the number but stil nowhere to b found. more bakuls r piling behind. STRESSED! then the patient wil continue to irritate u. where r my medications? cb y u all so inefficient 1? huuuu my parents oso nvr scolded me lidat.

or or u'll find urself arguing wif sum very stubborn pts n slow everything down. y the medicine diff adi 1? (diff but same function 1.) last time not this color 1 leh! (it's same thing juz diff brand!) but they juz DON'T wan to listen to u n keep arguing that it's different n n keep insist they wan the prev med!!! DUUHHHHH!!! [n hor sum schizo pts damn hard to deal wif lo!] weii y color diff adi 1? (mayb ur condition is getting better n doc decided to reduce ur dose=) wat shit r u talking abt! wat getting better! i need that color i wan that color! (**man i shud juz call the doc to maintain the prev dose cos he's OBVIOUSLY not getting any better! then he'll oso go back happily getting the drug of his preferred color win win situation wth dispense to schizo pts oso got yam yeng adi**) n pts r forever asking for panadols or lactulose or any cream for their itchness even tho they understand that v CAN'T supply them when it's not stated in rx. boleh la boleh la can la can la ke yi la ke yi la! (grrrrrr! SHUT UP!)

well after like 1 or 2 days i totally completely absolutely have ZERO EMPATHY / SYMPATHY to rude ppl! can u not b so rude??

then there's this fella who keep snacking in the pantri all the time who can sms while filling who works slower than a snail omg who don give a damn on the number of patients waiting out there and and tis other fella who nvr admit her mistakes who nvr wan to print label n send u searching high n low again for that particular label. they r such a powerful force n the whole gang may boycott me if they accidentally bum into my blog i'm so gonna die i shall live a miserable prp yr ahead wtf but i don care anymore cos it's my blog n i'm gonna rant rant rant rant rant til my heart's content cos there's nth i can do to change the situation cos bosses high up there don reli understand wat v r going tru bla bla bla


rawrrrrrrrrrrr! i'm at my breaking point! i'm impatient anyway since the day i was born. i'll cry n yell until mom stucks the feeding bottle into my mouth muahaha.

it's reli a pressure cooker at muar opd. i mean like where in msia that u'll get such severe medicine shortage prob??!! patients r alwiz in bad mood cos they r forever waiting for their medications for more than an hr n after that v'll tell them v don have this v don have that or v fail to contact doctor. n then all these bengang patients wil come lashing at innocent pharmacists like me. aw!

can v ever have a proper system to inform the doctors that v don have this v don have that so they won keep prescribing this prescribing that so that v won end up calling them n tell them that v don have this v don have that. HOU FAN AH! *ala cyee style*

i'm afraid that a yr from now i'll b this evil cold blooded pharmacist who don give a damn thing abt pt's healthcare n well being anymore. oi meh!


ok rantings aside.. do u know that v act have a pembantu who create this computerised labeling system like wat v had in strathclde pp3. omg! i'm so proud to b a muarian! v don manually write those labels halo hkl ppl.. how COOL v r keke!


all v prps sayang each other n v r lucky to have very helpful frps around. like in opd, v have the ever so chill en. azhar who nvr show any expression even when he's cracking a joke. i was alwiz wondering.. err.. did u or did u not juz joke wif me? (ky says he look like fan shu xian sheng in lao fu zi) n then v have xiao long nu, the moz si man frp whom u'll probably nvr hear her raise her voice in her entire life who oso happens to b the object of pj's n ky's syrup making fantasy. ILL!

n then there's abang mad who alwiz tickle my bones when i was damn tension who told me that it's no fun if patients get their medications w/o waiting when he sees that i was furiously RUNNING around getting my job done n he'll b like JGN LARI! n oso kak yani who secretly type me labels when i failed to find the mysteriously missing bakul!

at the end of the day, if the pt says thank u n left opd wif more understanding on the medications that they r taking, i'll feel like my work is appreciated n i'll b happy. teehee. see.. i'm not alwiz in bad mood like those menopausal aunties wif sagging boobs ok. who knows 1 yr from now i'm this angelic zenny pharmacist dispensing the drugs lovingly to all patients no matter how rude they r... o mei toh fat.


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ah forgot to post this entry haha! so outdated liao. i've finished my 4 weeks in opd! byebye opd n sore legs n yummy chewy orange flavoured vitamin c, tdm here i come.

n yooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooo! i got my paycheque! weeee! so.... nano or touch? touch or nano? kekekeke. yeh yeh!

wait wait wait i stil haven't finish blabbing. u know wat... v saw NAMEWEE! u know... that COOL DUDE who sang negaraKUKU, 麻坡的华语, n almoz got his butt at kamunting detention camp.

yes v freaaaking bump into NAMEWEE at the buntayan food court last week! he juz randomly da bao sum food over there n by the time v realised IT's HIM.. he walked pass the foodcourt n disappear. ahhhh! *totally starstruck!*... okla not that kua jiong. but reli wan to run up to him lo.. take a pic, have a small chat.. at least i'll have proof that i din chia dua pao at my blog. he's hair is kinda long now n he ties them up wif a white bandana. ah! stil as cool as ever.

watch out ppl! mayb i'll b featured in his NEXT MUSIC VIDEO... who knows haha! there he goes rapping...

麻坡的 pharmacist
jin jia beh pai
他们办事很快
他们很可爱
人见人爱
patient 可以信赖
doctor 也要闪开

wahahaha.... perasan!!!!!!! issh i hate myself.
but at least it rhymes! my 1st attempt writing lyrics.. in like 2 mins.. che wa!

seriously if v get to make frens wif him, that's like godsent for getting muar kakaka.

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ohya i'm not done yet. KLites.. pls look out for me!
i need to get a standing mirror.. y'know those kind wif wheels.. cos i'm a considerate tenant *ahem* i don wan to bang a paku on phek joo's walls. i've been wearing contact lens wif my instinct n urrgghh... very mang zang.. it's reli hard to fit it onto ur iris properly esp when u r kinda groggy in the morning. and and.. my hair. my clothes. do i look fine? i seriously dunno. see! need to get mirror.

mirror aside, i need to get a hi-fi! live w/o music seriously sucks. juz realise that the music library in my laptop is kinda pathetic. n youtubing is reli a pain in my arse. by the time i finished blogging.. the song is not even 50% loaded. *vomit blood* no mood to youtube watsoever. reli crave for those high end hi-fi but i cudn't afford. so price muz b reasonable wif gud sound quality cos i need to blast tmn sg abong indah wif nirvana neil young n sum psychedelic rock stuff, muz b able to fit into the car boot.. bla bla.. i juz wan to get a nice hi-fi asap.

my room is seriously in need of these 2 things. do check out for me!

week 2 & 3

n there i was at inpatient.. or better known as far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad. blardy hell that's 7 sukukata altgt! it juz get on my nerves when i'm on the phone...

at 1st i'll go helo! selamat pagi! farmasi bekalan wad! *enthusiatic tone* to

helo! farmasi bekalan wad. *sopan tone* to

halo. farmasi.. *boh mood tone* to

ya.. farmasi.. *tak syok tone*

n on bad days.. halo.
then let the nurse go on blabbing n then she'll stop at 1point n ask eh ni farmasi bekalan wad kan? then only i'll reply ya. keke only 3 sukukata.. ha.lo... ya.

there goes my enthusiam. there were juz TOO MANY calls!!! deng! it's so irritating. i need to stop watever i'm doing get up from the chair walk down to the phone take msg pass the msg then come back to my seat again n pick up those prescriptions that r scattered on the floor bcos the fan juz blew them away bcos v at far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad don have air-cond!

nurses r damn kacau k! not like they call everytime for anything urgent or wat.. n 40% of the calls were asking for mr. tan like hey i know his da' man in inpatient dpt, juz call directly to da man's room la! damn I'M NOT a RECEPTIONIST!

wat i do? record new prescriptions or sambung bekalan/ floor stock into the comp then fill the rite drugs into the rite sampul. ya it's pretty mundane. *yawn yawn* even masalah polypharmacy can b detected by the comp. so wat i've been doing is juz calling the wad nurses y r they giving ranitidine n pantoprazole tgt.. n they'll alwiz tell u oh doctor sudah off pantoprazole la... oiii!! then y did u send in both the sambung bekalan sampul n the new presciptions tgt in the 1st place!

special thanx to yeong ru n boon chuan who taught me from abc 123 to the xyz of how things work at far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad from day1. if not for them i'll b COMPLETELY LOST. muar has a lot of gud souls u know. *batu pahat prps i'm talking to u*

n our boss mr .tan is another nice but stressed out frp. he'll suddenly sit down n test ur knowledge abt the antibiotics n i'll either hentam a bit or go 'erm... *trying to think very hard but act i don even need to think cos i KNOW that I DUNNO*... erm.. bu zhi dao... or wang ji le... or hao xiang you ting guo... haha wtf. then he'll say nx time don key in the prescriptions blindly... uncle! the pembantu say v were very slow liao leh! no time for this! btw, he's considered the moz eligible bachelor for hos.pi.tal. pa.kar. sul.ta.nah. fa.ti.mah.'s std. so he's a hot item between cyee n hming muahaha.

don get me wrong . i'm very happy in there=) time passed very fast in far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad cos i've been bz all the time but the great thing is u'll stil get to breathe... curicuri munch a snack bar in the pantry.. chatting wif colleagues n pembantu. it'll turn to slow pace during the afternoon n that's when it's quite relaxing.

but i seem to work overtime compare to the outpatient prps cos blardy nurses have the bad habit of sending in their prescriptions at 4.45pm... n sumtimes tepat tepat at 5pm! oi! y buli us lidat! but v pharmacist sayang our patients=) so even if it's 5pm... v stil dispense the drugs.

as for drama, it'as as gud as zero. the only time when i got a bit pening was when wad 6 n icu requested for bactigras AT THE SAME TIME, n both for URGENT CASES. n then v at far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad only have 1 MISERABLE BOX which contains only 10 patches! damn kao cham ok!

in the end i open up the box n give 5 to wad 6, 5 to icu. n then pinjam another box from satelite so at last it's 15 patches for icu. BUT THEN, heard that it's for a patient who's got his WHOLE BODY BURNT! for gudness' sake, i dunno wat's the size of the patient, imagine wat can 15 miserable patches do???!!! can't even cover 20% of the fella's body. i juz felt VERY. SORRY.

that's y.. prp in hpsf has the 'privilege' of getting another kind of training that i bet prp from other hosp wil not have. BEGGING for drugs!! seriously weh! v r this poor ok. everytime hosp melaka, tangkak n batu pahat pick up the phone, juz by hearing the word hosp MUar, they so wanna yell buggers, v don have drugs for u!! or hang up immediately. pathetic rite? guess at the end of this 1 yr, i'll b acquiring a new skill keke.

the birth of a baby is celebrated. the death of an old man is mourned. it's happening within 2 days in my maternal family. wat an irony. i tried to walk down memory lane, searching for those moments v shared wif him.. ya v had gatherings in taiping on cny n his bday. but i nvr reli have a nice chat wif him, nvr hold his hand n stroll in the park. i felt bad. then i cudn't attend the entire funeral procession.. n not doing my part as a granddaughter, now i'm feeling VERY bad.

i took only 1 day's leave to pay my last respect. for the 1st time in my life, seeing a dead body lying inside a coffin rite in front of me, tot it's gonna b scary but when i look at that peaceful face, all i felt was calm n serene. it's a relief that he passed away w/o much pain n suffering. yes, v din shed a tear bcos u told us not to. r.i.p grandpa.

human beings r claustrophobic in general, well at least i am. but come to think abt it, u were enveloped in ur mom's womb when u were stil a foetus, but u r not realising it. n when u die, u'll b enclosed in a coffin, oso nvr realising it. so.. wat am i trying to say.. i dunno. juz having sum tots.. not to deep.. n juz feeling weird.. yeah.. yet again.

working as a pharmacist: week 1

MON

to those who think that i can nvr b the 1st to reach jabatan kesihatan johor *wink wink mying i'm talking abt u*, i was the 1st!! *issh bangganya!* ok 2nd.. cos peiling was like few secs earlier than me. it was 7.30am. sat in front of the bz-chatting staffs but were treated like sum transparent beings wth. watta do.. not their work time yet.

n u know wat... come 8am batchmates started to flock in. like oiiii.... my crafty display of kiasuism serves no purpose at all in the end! finally they distribute the borang. suddenly v were like on AMAZING RACE. every1 was convinced that the posting was on 1st come 1st serve basis. every1 wans to b the earliest to report at menara sarawak (which was 5 mins away from jabatan kesihatan johor)! it's like pitting against each other to get the hosp of ur choice! well or izzit juz kiasuLin haha... so gan jiong u know. *STRESS gau gau*

after handing in the borang (DENG!!! only to fill in 1 page of borang!!! babi!!! y can't v fill in ALL the borang in menara sarawak at 1 go n not let us drive around!!! the office boy can go over to collect wif his bike ok!!!) i rushed down only to find that my kao fu hadn't arrive to fetch me to menara sarawak.

*panick* man i'm in a race!! n the funny thing is that i was the 1st but now i was the LAsT.... LAST!!! can u imagine it??!! wat if i can't get muar?? *panick attack*

luckily pfong gave a lift to menara sarawak. muahahaha how vain i was. the posting was conducted in the same session. n eventually, every1 was happy to get the hosp of their choice. i got MUAR.. *leganya* which is like 2 hrs away from my home sweet home. which is y i make myself so kiasu in the 1st place but act i don even need 1 bit of kiasuism to get it haha.

n i tot i'm gonna sleep in sum kinda creepy hotel in muar or tumpang like a parasite at sum1's place. it's absolutely RIDICULOUS that v only get to know the hosp on the very day u lapor diri AND expect u to work on the very same day AND expect ppl from outstation like me to find a proper accommodation IMMEDIATELY.. blardy stupid inconsiderate garvehmen!

manatau that day my lucky star was twinkling ever so brightly! apparently pj got a house in muar, n i get to sewa a room from him. a big room! n his house got all the facilities a tenant can dream of (even huiming is so tempted!). omg! it's settled IN A DAY! eh so EASY y am i worrying in the 1st place!

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n that's how i ended up in muar. the hosp that i'm working is hosp pakar sultanah fatimah. i don understand y they wan to change from the simple hosp muar to a name so la gao like this... fatimah... juz hear the name oso know tak efficient adi. n pakar... kononnya.

it's a hosp where v have INSUFFICIENT budget to buy drugs so patients end up blaming pharmacist for not supplying all their medicines. where patient lose their patience n throw colorful words like CCB at u cos they have to wait 1 to 2 hrs to for their turn. where sum1 tak boleh tahan anymore n write to the column of berita harian to complain abt its lack of medicines' supply. where hardworking n efficient pharmacists like me r working but stil cud't make things any better.

n it's a hosp wif 7 day back to back NIGHT SHIFTS ahhhhh! ok ok i heard that it's easy n stressless to work at nite. but huuuuuu.... i takut hantu! how la lidat?? i won dare to go to the toilet!! but i can't possibly tahan my bladder for 11 hrs rite! huuuuuu... n need to work on weekend oso can't go back kl. n i'll have sleeping probs.. like jet lag.. then my biological clock wil go haywire.. then pimples all over my face. ahhhh! so not looking forward to it.

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TUES-THURS

in STOR department. i was pretty much like a storekeeper clerk secretary assistant officeboy. photostating faxing double checking, running errands for my senior,... count dd stock, supply dd, keep the key to d locker, call pharmaceutical companies, type borang pesanan.. nvr ending documenting work.. 1 leg kick.

my senior frp is a CHINESE.. so v jiang hua yu! yeh yeh! can communicate easily which leads to greater efficiency!! she's fast furious but stil keeping her cool when under pressure from everywhere. being an frp in stor is reli a sucky job. it's ur fault when hosp got not enuf medicine but padahal it's the blardy garvehmen who din allocate budget properly. neh neh those big portions go to hkl n hsa lo. BOOO.

she's very nice. she'll ejek me when i do things slowly... not that i don wan to b efficient... i'm blur, not gud wif m. excel, have sucky short term memory n digest verbal instructions slowly!! when my stomach is growling she'll offer me CHOCOLATE!!

1 day i was being fidgety as usual.. SUDDENLY... my leg accidentally kick the computer's power supply n the comp black out immediately n SHIT i need to retype everything i juz did! instead of scolding me like a zhue tau bing, she said that i'm the moz 'cho loh' prp she's ever seen in her life. muahahahaha... only 2nd day working wif her she knows i'm cho loh adi! smart ah. normally ppl used to b deceived by my innocent face keke.

n u know u r this new kid on the block. need to introduce urself sumtimes when u work wif other ppl. n then it's alwiz ppl get reli confused, whether they shud start their conversation wif me in malay english or mandarin. it's alwiz... u mix ke? u keturunana BABA ke? after introducing myself, it's alwiz like 'oh CINA ke? ingat MELAYU ni... ISSSSHHHH!

it's damn funny to c their embarassed face when they mistaken my race. *slabbing my face wif extra generous amount of skin whitening lotion as i'm typing this wakaka*

FRI

well this is the best part of working in garvehmen sector. 2 n half hrs of lunch break! woot can u blif it! went to a jap restaurant... not bad got aircond on a hot sunny n can refill green tea til it turns to colorless tea. n the greatest thing is they have seats where u need to take off ur shoes!! smelly tired bruised feet can finally get out of the socks n breathe sum fresh air! *godsent to my toes* n they serve gud bibimbab too! it's reli great for muar's std u know.

bought bus ticket. reach office like 3 oredi. imagine only left 2 hrs to finish ur stuff! of course can't finish la. in the end i ot for half an hr DENG! time to get out was 6.15pm. haha quite stupid oso. i count count the time.. eh stil can bathe. so i fast fast bathe, change n was on the go by 6.15 lo. but... after u wear shoe reverse car close the gate wait at the junction make a few turns to another tmn, wait at junction again, stuck awhile at town.. it's oredi 6.30pm by the time v reach the station.

n u know wat!!! v freaking MISS the 6.30pm transnational bus!!

the counter told us it's 6.33pm now... pffff the bus had taken off at 6.30pm! kanasai since when msia's bus so punctual 1! my phone was stil 6.30pm lo *follow punch card time*. AHhhhhhheeyoyo! how can i miss the bus?? then the freaking transnational lady told us to KEJAR BAS! w/o knowing which direction v asked pj to kejar down the road hahaha.. NO not initial D style.. it's like driving to the mamak near ur house style... - _ -l l l... v don need 3 master of pharmacy graduates to figure out that IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO KEJAR lo!!!

went back to get another bus.. hasry.. the very bus that hming told us that it's not reliable. dammit.. v both tot it's mayang sari!! cos v remembered sth like 'areee' haha.

reli very sry to angeline. bcos of ME, she missed the bus. boh mood. wasted rm16. reached home more than an hr later than expected. all my life only know how to trouble ppl n leave ppl wif bad impression. seeeee! char siew! arrgggghhh!

that nite i slept on my comfy-pigsy bed in my the PIG STY. yieeepieee!
the weekend was great. nvr too tired to tell every1 all the stories n dramas. AND i practised driving.

SUN

back to muar... *goldfish eye* again

it's kinda weird

i can't sleep but i'm feeling very calm n zenny. ah heck, y izzit so...

i'm looking at the pile of boxes n luggages n bags lining on the floor. yeh i pretty much lug everything in my room except the furnitures. *perempuan!* 3 months later, n i'm packing again. this sucks! it's 95% done rite now, at 12.56am. ni la padah nya to pack last min.

shud i bring along my tilam? rice cooker? pots? ahh =SiLai Lin= in da house. nah, didn't bring any of those tho i wish to.

going off to jb tomolo. so that i can lapor diri on monday once the kementerian kesihatan johor buka pintu. *kiasuism at its best* so that i'll b posted to muar. so that i can go back to kl effortlessly every weekend. che wa 1st time in my life so homesick!

all this while, i live by the motto "when the ship goes near the bridge it'll b straight". *uh i don mean it literally, translate in cantonese la pls* i'm alwiz the last person to worry n i'm lucky that things kinda fall in place.

but now.. huuuu.. 1st time in my life i'm facing so many uncertainties. i dunno where i'll b posted. i dunno where i'll b staying. i dunno whether wil i get to rent a clean, strategic room in the heart of muar so that i can walk to the hospital, eating place n the shopping complex bcos i can't drive n i don have a car. n yeh.. i'm working.. wif no inkling on wat i'm gonna deal wif.. wif only a wee bit of memory on things i've studied bcos my brain is pretty much occupied by memories of my europe trips. i'm so gonna get scolded from my seniors bcos of my stupidity.

la la la la la la.

scared? not yet.

things juz haven't kick in yet! issh issh issh y do i alwiz lack the sense of urgency.

but when things start to kick in... OMG! i'm so gonna have a panick attack. i'll freak out more than any1 else. i'll b soo damn nervous until i can cry non stop. yeh i used to cry everytime skool reopen, from kindergarten to imu. not in glasgow tho cos i felt like i was on vacation haha.

i can foresee myself having swollen goldfish eyes every monday morning! buuuhuuuuhuuuuu. y am i such a crybaby.

ok stop blabbing. i'm juz trying to say i'm feeling............. weird.

of deepavali n DRIVING!

yeh HAPPY DEEPAVALI! which means HAPPY HOLIDAY! don u juz love to b in msia?

suddenly every1 got no work n no classes. suddenly every1's coming back from outstation n oversea (i mean singapore haha). suddenly every1 is free to meet me. n wth moz of them juz had to b free on sun. suddenly i'm bz wif calls n smses to coordinate these outings. man i've not been doing this for a long time. suddenly every1 can't confirm cos every1 has other commitments including me. suddenly i'm stressed n confused.

i need to choose.. prioritise.. n SACRIFICE!! weii i've been rotting at home all these while, y all the events had to happen in a day?? on the same day!! i hate to sacrifice.. y can't things space out a lil? well in the end.. i had to fly an aeroplane to my primary skool frens.. gosh i feel bad=(

from secret recipe in times sq down to ichiban bonshi in pavillion. gals... i reli had a great day catching up wif u all. it's been a long time since i had a great day. i hope i can have more of this even when i'm working!! NO NO NO i'm not gonna b a stressed out pharmacist who has no life. triple layered eyebags severely underweight hair loss backache headache giddiness drowsiness ARRGGHH!! ok let's not scare myself 1st.

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well after back from pavillion.. got bit excited n ask dad to let me practise driving around the taman. dad was like serious??!! cos lin-sama has not land her butt on the driver's seat since like errrr.. 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. huh! a gud 5 yrs!!! now this is the ultimate acquired skill which i seriously doubt whether it's stil anywhere in my limbic system.

now yeh.. adjust my seat. push to 1st gear.. rite leg on accelerator.. ahh! the car's moving!! n it's a smooth ride baby=) i was born to drive!


ya rite...


scenario 1

dad: hey hey u wan to turn left muz show signal now.
me: yahor, ok!
*doosh doosh doosh wiper moving left n rite left n rite*
me: ahhh!! wiper?!! *in disbelief* how come the wiper is moving??!! eh how to stop the wiper now?? *panick*
dad: bcos u press wiper la.. AIYOOO.. *stop the wiper*
me: then where's the signal??
dad: HAIIYOYOOOOOO!! *heart attack* how u pass ur driving test when u dunno where's the signal??
bro: right hand side!!
me: ohhhh.. *excited at new discovery* *happily flashing the signal*


scenario 2

i was driving on a wide straight road n u know dad told me to b observant. n i was! i saw a car gonna come out from the little lorong on my left. n i immediately brake the car. then there's few secs of awkward moment when the car was waiting for me to pass while i'm waiting for the car to pass kaka.
dad: how can u brake suddenly??? so dangerous! n do u know that u r on the main road? u have the right to drive straight thru! it's the car from the little lorong that needs to stop n let u pass.
me: ohhhhh... no wonder that awkward moment juz now haha. *excited bcos i learnt sth new*


scenario 3

everytime i make a corner turn or a u turn or watever turn, n there's a car parking rite at that angle or mayb a divider, i nvr know i'm like 1 freaking inch away from it. only my dad n bro knew, n they had a tachycardia over it haha. well i kinda forget that i'm driving a car, a BIG RIGID CUBOID. i alwiz tot that the car i'm driving is only as big as my driver seat n that it can glide gracefully around any corner like a snake. wth.


scenario 4

switching to 2nd gear.
dad: y u alwiz switch to 2nd gear when the car is slowing down?
me: bcos u told me 5 yrs ago that i shudn't drag 1st gear for too long.
dad: but u muz b gaining a certain pace 1st then only u can switch to 2nd gear.
me: harh.. i tot in order to gain that certain pace, i need to switch to 2nd gear 1st!
dad: but u change to 2nd gear when the car is oredi very very slow, where got energy lidat? the car shud b moving at a certain pace 1st then only u switch to a higher gear to move at a faster pace!!
bro: i'll explain to u again later.
me: ok. *stil insisted that dad told me not to drag 1st gear for too long, 5 yrs ago*


scenario 5

side parking. so i switch to reverse gear. n then i turn my stering to the rite.
dad: STOOooP!! *forcefully turning the stering into the other direction*
me: *puzzled* hey i wan the car to move to the rite. so i turn the stering to the rite la!
bro: jie, u r now in reverse gear.
me: uhh.. i know.. so??
dad n bro: *pengsan*
me: oh oh oh i think i kinda get it. wait ah let me digest 1st.
dad: park the car 1st la. go home only digest. *very impatient liao*
then i was parking the car by listening to dad's directions, w/o using my brain cells haha.


end of 1st driving lesson in 5 yrs. the moment i get down the car. omg! i was pale n dizzy. i felt like i'm juz gonna collapse there. so i quickly took a deep breathe, walked into the house n lie flat on the floor for the nx hr.

it's either my motion sickness has gone from bad to worse, or that my BP (86/56mmHg) is too low to cope wif such stress. i'm stil dizzy until the moment i woke up the nx day, no kidding.

partly bcos of my motion sickness, partly bcos i like to talk crap, i nvr observe how ppl drive haha.

no wonder i like spongebob sooo dearly. bcos i can totally identify wif him. yes i'm juz as SILLY n STUPID as him. aho! n wat's more, i'm a sponge!! i juz absorb n absorb w/o further analysing n understanding.

man i shud hire a chauffeur for the rest of my life!!!


=spongeLIN squarepants=

Zaanse Schans & Volendam

10th April 2008

go holland muz see windmills n buy clogs rite?? *typical tourist* so after an exciting day at the city, the next thing wud b exploring the countryside.

it took us 35 mins of train ride from amsterdam city to arrive at zaanse schans.. don ask me how to pronounce.. i have no idea too!

when v get off the ferry, v saw this. n v went WOW! such clear reflection!





don u juz love countryside houses?


n yey, that's wat v r here for! windmill!

this 1's a mustard mill if i'm not mistaken.

once upon a time, there r thousands of traditional windmills here but now their job r taken over by very high-tech fugly-looking thin white windmills. hence there r only 10 gud o' windmills or so left, stretching along the lakeside to please tourist like me. *sigh* the world's changing ..at such a fast pace.

such beautiful scenery muz have ME in it.

issh leg kangkang!

luckily i have back up this time!

can u spot 2 smiley face in this pic? ngeh ngeh... so cute!

sawmill

we paid 2 euros to visit 'de kat'. the owner sayang his cat very much so he named his windmill after his cat. so it's called de kat, as in the cat. haha so lame...

need to climb lotsa narrow stairs to get here. n apparently, it has sth to do wif producing dyes.

at the balcony of the 'de kat'

overlooking this field. the view at the balcony is simply refreshing!

trust me, the windmill at the background is turning!! *excited* org bandar nvr see bfor.

wonder wat i do i mean by balcony? now see this.

can u spot the difference btw these 2 photos??? 1..

2..

3..

4..

5.. ok 5 secs gone. u reli need lao hua specs if u can't spot it.

answer: 1st pic taken by khoe, 2nd pic taken by pfong. get it rite? give urself an eye massage to reward ur gud eyesight.

well it worked like this. khoe had to wait for all of us to climb up to the balcony so that he can take the pic for us, then only he can pay 2 euros to come in n join us. but it's his idea anyway muahaha.


cheese factory.

in holland, they produce gouda cheese. which is these round round thingy.

haha! DUTCH LADY! say cheeeeeese=) but she's not milking cows. she's selling cheese made from cow's milk.

i absolutely love cheese! n i bought the original flavour! n i have another story to tell abt the cheese. n i'm not telling ya in this post. nyeh nyeh...

giant clogs! obviously v r now at the clog factory.

this guy demonstrate how to manufacture a pair of clogs.. wif canggih machine. n he finished up a pair in like 2 mins. wow.

n he's trying to tell us that clogs r very durable, n u r supposed to wear it wif a pair of thick wool socks. neh.. imagine wearing clogs to walk around kl, my gudness! not only it's soo damn hard n uncomforable, the kik kik kok kok sound alone is enuf to drive me mad.

ok... time to spend money. i bought 2 pairs of clogs in this shop. no, they r not cheap but i was in a clog collecting frenzy at that moment. after this holland trip, i end up having many pairs of clogs.. of all sizes.. from very big to very small.. tsk tsk waste money!! y din i have the foresight to save some euros so that i can buy more murano glass in italy!!

on the evening, v catch a bus from amsterdam city to a fishing village... volendam.

v had a nice seafood dinner in 1 of the cosy restaurnats here. i only said it's nice, bcos personally i don like fresh seafood to b battered n deep fried. damn sayang u know.

omg.. if only pulau ketam can look like this...

n that's it. i love countryside day!! those photos don reli do justice to the beauty of these places.. luckily i stil had those picturesque moments in my mind=)

I AMsterdam

9th April 2008

after almoz 4 hrs of train ride from brussels, I AMsterdam!!! yeh!!!
prostitution.. LEGAL! marijuana.. LEGAL!
netherland... a paradise for many. n is by far the moz liberal country that i've been to.
where u get weed from COFFEEshop n a cuppa coffee from KOFFIEshop. cool heh!

i know wat's in ur mind? did i go in to those COFFEEshop rite? haha i wud.. if i'm alone. well ed had warned me not to.. cos he tot i'm not emotionally stable for that. but i was wif 5 gud n clean companions hehe.. so no peer influence. n mom can stil b proud of me.

now wat's the best way to get around amsterdam city??

BICYCLE, of course!! pls make sure that u reli know how to ride a bike.. life's at stake hey!


ignore that ugly pouch. rent a bike from mac bike for abt 7 euros. weee... this is the 1st time i ride on a bike since... erm.. standard 4.
23-10=13.
ahh.. 13 yrs!! i doubted whether this acquired skill is stil anywhere in my limbic system.

needless to say, i was riding like a chicken. scared of crowd, scared of slowing down. sth's amissed. the bikers either showed us angry faces, funny faces, rude gestures or honking away, like wat's wrong wif asians huh??

apala tu khoe. he led us to riding on a opposite direction at a jln sehala. oii all bike lanes r jln sehala!! so to get it rite, v need to cross the road. it's red light for bike n sumhow every1 crossed except for me n shan.

it's a super super busy road!! v have cars, trams, pedestrians, bikes from every possible direction. waited for it to turn green. shan managed to cross bfor the tram came, bfor i prepared myself. so i told myself to cross once the tram passed. n yes, MY TURN!! juz when i pedalled across, OH-MY-GOD!! the cars were coming from another direction!! n they r vroooming closerrrr!! they r honking me like mad!!

ahhhh!!! i don wan to die at amsterdam!!!
ahhhh!!! i don wan to get injured!!!
gao meng ahhhh!!!

*fight n flight situation.. adrenaline pumping to the max** i pedalled wif ALL MY MIGHT like org gila n sped across the road.

phew! I'M SAFE!!!
they saw me frantically pedalling wif all my might n their heart skip a beat too. muahaha... v had a great laugh after that.


ok enuf of drama... here r the pics v took while v cycled around.

everywhere there r bicycles! every street there's a canal...

ain't it beautiful?



the houses have cute designs. houses r narrow bcos land is scarse. they have small doors. so every house has a hook at the top to hoist their furniture n let it get in thru the window. n sum houses r very senget.. bcos of the weight of those hoisted stuff n the pilings r swept by undergound water. oh.. interesting! i nvr know until the cosmos tour guide said that during the europe trip wif parents.

boo.. i don have a nice pic on this bridge.

at Vondelpark

finally a group photo wif every member in it



gee... my favourite place. I AMsterdam. defly a place to camwhore.

it started wif khoe. where he held the words wif both hands. n dunno y... every1 follows suit.

see.. 4 of them! i know it's a stupid pose. but unfortunately i was influenced too. oii evil khoe!

n there i go, kanasai! so UGLY!

n sadly, this is the only pic i took..wth.

except for pfong

so darren n i felt like kacau-ing her bcos of her lack of team spirit.

n yeh! another group photo! i love this 1 alot alot alot.

daren clinging on the a, me popping out from the a, shan between a n m, pfong n koon in the arches of m, n khoe lying on the platform... mengada-ly.


D for Damn!

M for mamma me-ah.

squeezing myself between t n e. so i form another word. TIE. hehe.

issh told ya i need wider lens.

cramming on a bicycle in front of Rijksmusuem.


Anne Frank House. BORING! don go. waste money.

it's basically the house where Anne Frank hid during the Nazi persecution. she's a jewish, she wrote a diary. n now the house is converted into a musuem. that's it. if u wan to know abt this part of history, better go germany la kan.

see, i took a nice pic for them.

bloody hell, see how they take for me instead.

bumping into nice church A

happily bumping into nice church B

Dam Square

yep there's madame tussaud in amsterdam. not only london.


v ended the day by feasting our eyes at red light district. giggling away seeing those porno stuff n asking darren wat r the uses of those sex toys. *jakun gals*

they have all kinds of prostitutes, posing themselves in bikinis behind transparent glass doors. got tall n short fat n skinny pretty n ugly old n young wild n tame, juz choose according to ur taste. n u'll c hamsap lou walking up n down. no wonder there r less sexual criminals in netherland. msia shud seriously consider abt this approach.

n it's reli funny to walk around these kinda places wif the vey pious khoe, he looked so shy n uneasy muahaha. well if not for him, we'd have watched a live sex show!

omg v r so evil! n ham sap.