i seriously think i have this inability to exist as a whole at any 1 place at any 1 time. like my body n soul r in 2 separate dimensions. n that my heart n my mind r seesawing btw idealization n reality, btw 2 opposite characters, or juz any 2 extreme points.
tots in my mind r like scattered lil pieces of jigsaw puzzles that form an abstract painting. ya at the age of 24 i stil cudn't get the whole pic. i'm stil this lost kid who cudn't articulate her tots... ah hell.. emo bemo lynno can juz cry when listening to 'lost' over n over again.
i've not written any blog in march. but i don rmb studying for my forensics either. all i rmb was.. oops.. i did spent A LOT of time lying on the bed. daydreaming or sleeping. sumtimes it irks me that i spent so much time doing nth.. despite many resolutions i'm stil doing NTH every single day. it's pretty scary how time flies truout the prp yr. it can only mean 2 things.
1) i'm stil a noobie after half a yr.
2) i may b nearer to the day of getting posted to sum ulu kk... huuuuuuuu.
talk abt forensics exam, i alwiz have this fear that i cudn't pass. cos of KARMA. for commiting a crime that i was not brave enuf to confess! the day bfor forensics, i drove out for dinner tgt wif housemates. did a reverse while discussing n getting stressed out on the past yr questions. n the nx thing i know.. BAM!!!!
OOPS i forgot to look at the MIRRORS!!! *quickly turn to the back to check out wat's going on!*
i BANG a WIRA!!!!
AND
i caused a DENT on the car!!!!
OMG!!! it.juz.happened. how how how how *panick attack*
n i did wat all noob drivers wud do.. LEAVE the crime scene as quickly as possible!! NOTE: under the advice of housemates hor.
was uneasy the whole day.. i wanted to leave a note but unfortunately i hadn't finish studying!! wat if the owner's a gangster n beat me up?! or a fierce uncle who'll scold me all the way?! i cudn't risk getting emotionally disturbed or causing unnecessary stress to my housemates.
if this incident were to happen on any other ordinary day n not a day bfor my forensics, i'll write an apology note, i'll pay to compensate for the dent. yes, for sure. i'm NOT an irresponsible person, oh lordy pls let me pass forensics... it's simply excruciating to read those sections n regulations which rarely contain a comma or a fullstop.. AGAIN.
eh btw it's april , the month where gor gor leslie cheung n kurt cobain, 2 of my fav idols, decided to take their own lifes. read kurt cobains suicide note.. man it's so destructive to feel jaded. i do feel jaded every now n then, izzit sth alarming? no worries they r like mega-superstars weh, u gotta get til that high up to drop til that low in ur life.
sumtimes my heart wil b dancing so happily like doing a jai-ho.. omg that's like the moz infectious song wif the moz infectious dance scene lately. i'm so driven to sign up an indian dance class like.. rite now.
see i can b a very energetic, enthusiastic n pasionate person.. but of course u need to b in the rite time rite place wif the rite bunch of ppl to set the fire ablaze.
there r oso times that i think i can do sth great.. sth that can change the world (che wa.. like morphing into a power ranger, do a bono, al gore or angelina jolie sorta thing. haha ya i know.. wat on earth am i thinking rite??)
y do i stil feel useless? i've got a degree, i'm sorta financial independent, i have a car. i have a room of my own, i'm away from kl for at least 20 days in a month. y do i stil feel so stiffled every now n then??
i've read my prev blog entries, n then i read other ppl's blg.. urrgghh i juz find my blog very dumb sumtimes. it's juz like i've got nth eventful or insightful in my life so i blab abt day to day irrelevant stuff. n not that i have beautiful english to flaunt watsoever. haih...
well the a bright side to this is that i can act fit into life of a small town folk, gee i'm such an easily moulded person. i'm able to find joy in tiny weeny irrelevant stuff... juz like sum1 once taught me the goal of life is JUST to live happily every single day.. simple yet so hard at the same time. i'm stil learning.
i don reli have much passion (mayb 40%) or satisfaction (mayb 30%) in my job. watever i do now doesn't require me to study things down to the cellular or molecular level, which is practically the entire MPharm program. since it's a bloody tempting twinning program, i'll get to go to scotland, tour around europe n chill at crazy music festivals WHY NOT?! tour around europe i did tho i missed out on the music festivals.. see.. it's not abt any great expectation or my future.. such is the shallow thinking of a person w/o a vision in life. BUT!
i found out that i can b very serious when it comes to work. when i get bz i'll have this adrenaline rush which is totally sensational (not in clinical dpt tho, alwiz whining abt the heat in the ward n then went MIA haha) gee i didn't know i'm such a WORKAHOLIC! nvr underestimate my capabilites yo!
felt like tying 2 chun li buns, wear a cheong sam to work n kick sum ass... there r so many ass i feel like kicking in a day. *omg random fantasies again* hmm no baju ketat when the stor kecemerlangan auditors r here on tues to thurs.
there r sooo many things to do.. from trivial things like downloading the latest japanese drama to important stuff like filling in borang kaunselling or adr or drug info request (i've not even completed 1 after almoz half a yr). but i'm JUST TOO LAZY once i get back home idling on the bed or in front of the laptop.
sumtimes i realise i'm a spiritual n zenny person, i don give a damn abt materials n i don reli care much abt earning loads of money, as long as i continue living the middle class lifestyle. ya rite.. juz got myself an ipod nano. n i can act rant 1 whole day when the taxi driver charged me a whopping rm7 from muar bus station to the hosp which is like sports complex to sainsbury. haiyo ah pek u think u drive limo ah!! isshh i nvr fail to contradict myself.
sumtimes i juz hope that i can grab my backpack, wonder off sumwhere ALONE, hmm which 'me' wil i b that time or wil i finally exist as a whole. anyhow i juz cudn't muster the courage to get anything started. every now n then in lecture halls in bekalan wad my mind wil juz slip to a faraway land, to another realm.. mayb by merely doing so it is oredi a form of escapism for myself. LOSER!
oh well, guess i juz need to accept the fact that whichever shape i take, it's stil a part of me, hence it's stil ME. it's plain stupid getting emo n struggling on this so-called identity crisis.
i need another mogwai concert... i need sth psychedelic. n i juz missed oasis concert in spore...SHAIT!
i dunno y.. but almoz every nite... i'll b so bogged down by negative tots or negative emotions... i think i seriously need to clean my room, do a 5S... oh yeh baby sumtimes i do blif in feng shui.. all these negative chi r snowballing in my dirty n untidy room for a very long time. it's time to expel the negative chi n welcome sum positive chi into my room.
y did i ever name my blog jadedjude n sprightlysue, 'nuff said.
sicko kiddo, when can u ever find ur equilibrium?
Sunday, 12 April 2009
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
episode 134: nite shift
THE SIMPLE LIFE
starring
paris LEEDY hilton (don even try to figure out y the heck izzit leedy unless u r oso from hpsf haha)
starring
paris LEEDY hilton (don even try to figure out y the heck izzit leedy unless u r oso from hpsf haha)
season 5: MUAR
ep. 134: NITE SHIFT.
co-star: kak najwar (1st & 2nd nite), kak yani (3rd nite), jshen (4th & 5th nite), fahmi (6th & 7th nite).
task 1. get to know ur dispensers
juz got up from 2 hr nap. staring blankly at the shelves in satellite.. when suddenly i heard karma police. yao mou? at 6am in the morning! am i hallucinating or wat? so i juz check out the tdm room n guess wat...
that's kak najwar n her yahoo music!! *red sleepy eyes popping out instantly*
a small town dispenser who has given birth to 4 or 5 children actually likes listening to RADIOHEAD... WOW!!
i got so excited that i told her how much i luv radiohead n how i miss the concert at glasgow green blabla.. while jamming tdm wif paranoid android=) gee... don u think this is sooo damn cool?!
=task 1 accomplished: kak najwar has gud taste in music=
bimbotic moment: planned to make tuna egg SANDWICH for my 'lunch'. happily packed the egg in a tupperware but totally forgot abt the BREAD!! CIS!! there goes half a loaf of bread.. serving as a cosy breeding ground for moulds.
task 2: self development - bravery
che wa i can act run MANY times to DIM-LITTED opd, TAKING MY TIME to grab sum meds ALONE in the WEE HRS W/O ANY FEAR n W/O IMAGINATION RUNNING WILD!! ok i know i know wait til i go bekalan wad n have a look at that nvr ending walkway. but sheez i'm very proud of myself. *purposely capitalletter-fied the words juz so u guys get my pt keke*
=task 2 accomplished: leedy is no more chicken yo!=
bimbotic moment: cursing bloody A & E doctors only AFTER hanging up the phone. issh if i have the courtesy to call u can u pls have the courtesy to cooperate a bit. yerr not like it's my fault that v run out of syrup amoxicillin.
task 3: get along well wif jshen
i finally got to work wif jshen the GREAT but WOOT! i freaking skip my sleep cos v were talking truout the whole nite!! cheH~ wa. instead of doing the typical jshen's HARH lidat oso u dunno ah? when i was being hopelessly noobie, she act smiled.. mind u.. SMILED=) n said.. aiyoh! y u so cute 1? see ky, it's ur prob, u yong suih la.
=task 3 accomplished: humanly side of js detected.. even tho it's only a wee bit=
bimbotic moment: attempted to replace the ribbon of the label printing machine. put on serious thinking cap, activated analytical brain, trying to figure out how to pasang that damn ribbon. but No! it's stil not working!! until shahril came in the morning.
shahril: u ada pasang salah ke?
me: TAK MUNGKIN!! saya tengok ribbon yg lama tu memang pasang mcm ini. gulungan yg tebal tu kena hala ke luar.
shahril: -_-III ah suilin!!! ribbon lama tu dah habis jalan 1 cycle!!! skrg ni kita nak pasang ribbon BARU yg belum jalan lagi!!
eh YA HORRRRRRRR!! *walau can juz throw my brain into the tong sampah*
task 4: cover for fahmi so that he can go out to watch man u vs inter milan (oh btw man u kena thrased by liverpool *OH OH OH.. liverpool!!*
the 2 nites wif fahmi-the-ever-so-cuddly-teddy-bear-wif-seductive-barble doll-y-eye lashes were reli DA BOMB!!
bimbotic moment: i accidentally drop sth on the floor.. forgot izzit a pen or wat. while v both bend down to take it the tip of our fingers came in contact. n
ZAP!
v both kena electric shock for a sec, LITERALLY!! i'm not kidding!!
BWAHAHAHAHAHHAH!
there's this strong static electric field. it's juz like those scenes on tv where both eyes met n there's this imaginary high voltage in between their eyes but dammit ours is FOR REAL! ah hah *face as red as tomato* *SHYZ zhor.*
n omg i juz burst into the wildest laughter when i stumbled upon his darkest secrets. shhhh. *ah hiok ah hiok* *omg i juz luv to do this goofy laugh lately!!!* *ah hiok ah hiok*
n i almoz finish 1 season of scrubs within these 2 nites. juz when i was halfway in this sesuai utk ditonton oleh semua lapisan masyarakat comedy, a ward attendant freaking ram into satellite asking for vanco STAT.
wahpiang! it all happened in a few sec that i cudn't minimize the screen in time n of all scenes, mind u, OF ALL SCENES, it juz HAD TO paused rite where elliot was being horny in her SEXY LINGERIE!! n the naked guy was wrapped under a blanket.
arrghhhh! can the timing get any better than this?! *i juz wanna dig a hole n jump in*
i don dare to look at his face WAT IF he winks back. ILLL!
n who knows after this i'll get... *touch wood* ..
incidence reporting #1. prp watching porn during nite shift. i'm so doomed!! hahahaha.
incidence reporting #2. disturbing patients wif hysterical laughter. omg y is scrubs so nonsensically amusing!
so i was eating chips n sipping water truout n there's his scene where the alwiz kena bullied ted suddenly flew in a projectile motion n landed in a pile of sand.
AKAKAKAKAKAKAKA! can it get more comical than this?!
n there was i.. executing my ear-piercing laughter but dammit i FORGOT i was DRINKING WATER at the very same time!!!!
so i juz spewed water at a pressure high enuf to produce that same ted projectile. AKAKAKAKAKAKAKA! if i ever kena incidence reporting i shall juz go across the causeway n make a living there, replacing the merlion yg disambar petir hahaha.
fahmi escaped the wet shower narrowly n he laughed so hard that he had to hold his big tummy awwwwwwwww so KIIIIIIIIIIIIOOooooooOOTTTTTTT! while i almoz choked to death, kanasai.
=task 4 accomplished: rewarded wif 2 hrs of sleep, lemon ribena, nasi lemak n loads of scrubs=
task 5: get a nice hairstyle
oh wat doing sth to my hair again?! oh yes i'm forever so impulsive.
bimbotic moment: megada-ly wanted to attempt a rihanna bob.
but it's not advisable by hairstylist cos my hair is super thin . ok, juz trim n rebond.
n WTH truout the whole week, i was basically ridiculed wherever i go. volume-less flat hair. pathetic strands of weird-looking cleopatra-wannabe fringe. end product: super cannot make it.
have to bear wif housemates n colleagues evil laughters. OUCH!
random pharmacy ppk came up to me juz to say they prefer my prev hairstyle. OUCH!
n then shahril started to call me BUDAK SPASTIC. HUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu bloody hell.... this is way too OUCH!
no 1 gud comment until today. fine fine fine fine. sumday my hair wil b bigger n my fringe wil get thicker.
=task FAILED FAILED FAILED FAILED!!!!=
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oh n it's only fair that the guest star of the episode get sum credits too. thanx for coming all the way to accompany me n adjust to my erratic working hrs. it reli feels like v r living in the same dimension but yet in completely diff time zone damn funny haha.
guest star: dear.
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director cum producer cum editor: leedy=)
Monday, 16 February 2009
forget, forgot, forgotten
ooh wow... looking at the no. of posts for feb, seems like ranty aunty had not been ranting for quite sum time. great!
ok lo.. i admit i stil like to bring up that inhaler incident every now n then in any random conversation wif any random person yalar i know i am this very irritating drama queen keke.. but then it's the fastest way to get things off my chest n now, i'm able to relate the whole incident w/o anger choking my throat anymore. it's like i've got 1 more not so ordinary experience under my belt now. oh yeh baby *muz do that ming's style.. as in BAYYYYY~~ BEH*
yep life goes on. juz finished a month at clinical. omg i was SUPER DEMORALISED. makes me wonder y do my profession even exist in this world??? oh yeh i have a long list of demoralising events.. gonna blog it sumday, if not i'll sure sound like a cheong hei aunty wif sagging boobs AGAIN.
juz hanging out my clothes which were left in the washing machine for 2 bloody nites! yes let's now dedicate the rest of my entry to hail my
FORGETFULNESS.
i mean hopelessly forgetful.
woot hope mom doesn't read my blog. n omg let's hope that my colleagues won ask me where the unpleasant odor come from cos i 'm not gonna wash that pile of clothes again. *sniff sniff * ok pass. it doesn't stink when u r 25cm away from me.
n oh well, not gonna iron it cos i'm hiding underneath the labcoat moz of the time. save electricity che wa i'm such an environmentalist. my housemates act got culture shock that i nvr reli iron my clothes truout my life, n when i was in high skool i juz stack dictionaries (yes not kidding u, those thick thick ones where u can baling to the dogs n they pengsan straight away) over my pengawas pusat sumber uniform truout the whole nite, u know to give sum pressure juz so i get a wee bit of ironing effect w/o making any effort of ironing wth.
n oh wow... i act have culture shock that these ppl IRON THEIR JEANS. like... halo... it's juz jeans! haahaha.
n u know on mon frp tan kecik called to check if i'm supposed to do lunch call n the nx thing i know the myvi that was heading to 99 foodcourt was shaken by a loud AHHHhhhh SRY!
yep. exactly. i totally FORGET to do LUNCH CALL!!
for gudness sake how can i ever forget my shift? neurones degeneration i guess. n thank gudness frp here r reli kind souls n juz so happen that opd is aman damai that day so they don need a pro there. eeks tak tau malu. ok talk abt malu, there's another incident to share.
ok lo.. i admit i stil like to bring up that inhaler incident every now n then in any random conversation wif any random person yalar i know i am this very irritating drama queen keke.. but then it's the fastest way to get things off my chest n now, i'm able to relate the whole incident w/o anger choking my throat anymore. it's like i've got 1 more not so ordinary experience under my belt now. oh yeh baby *muz do that ming's style.. as in BAYYYYY~~ BEH*
yep life goes on. juz finished a month at clinical. omg i was SUPER DEMORALISED. makes me wonder y do my profession even exist in this world??? oh yeh i have a long list of demoralising events.. gonna blog it sumday, if not i'll sure sound like a cheong hei aunty wif sagging boobs AGAIN.
juz hanging out my clothes which were left in the washing machine for 2 bloody nites! yes let's now dedicate the rest of my entry to hail my
FORGETFULNESS.
i mean hopelessly forgetful.
woot hope mom doesn't read my blog. n omg let's hope that my colleagues won ask me where the unpleasant odor come from cos i 'm not gonna wash that pile of clothes again. *sniff sniff * ok pass. it doesn't stink when u r 25cm away from me.
n oh well, not gonna iron it cos i'm hiding underneath the labcoat moz of the time. save electricity che wa i'm such an environmentalist. my housemates act got culture shock that i nvr reli iron my clothes truout my life, n when i was in high skool i juz stack dictionaries (yes not kidding u, those thick thick ones where u can baling to the dogs n they pengsan straight away) over my pengawas pusat sumber uniform truout the whole nite, u know to give sum pressure juz so i get a wee bit of ironing effect w/o making any effort of ironing wth.
n oh wow... i act have culture shock that these ppl IRON THEIR JEANS. like... halo... it's juz jeans! haahaha.
n u know on mon frp tan kecik called to check if i'm supposed to do lunch call n the nx thing i know the myvi that was heading to 99 foodcourt was shaken by a loud AHHHhhhh SRY!
yep. exactly. i totally FORGET to do LUNCH CALL!!
for gudness sake how can i ever forget my shift? neurones degeneration i guess. n thank gudness frp here r reli kind souls n juz so happen that opd is aman damai that day so they don need a pro there. eeks tak tau malu. ok talk abt malu, there's another incident to share.
not only that i'm blur, my england is oso very poor. i used to pronounced waived as in wat if w/o the 't' like wa-eef... u know since my high skool days cos i tot i heard cs pronounced that way too eesshh tulah padah suka nak tiru org yg cakap mcm glamor sangat.
wahhhh... for all these yrs y no 1 ever have the courtesy to correct me?! WHY?!
until when i said that word in front of ming n ky, they both laughed their lungs out. oh yeh... so it's waived.. as in wave..
KAKAKAKKAKAKAKKA.*malu*. n the joke is that... ming reminded me that naive is stil... na-eef not.. nave...
BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! walau eh! halo. this 1 i know ok!
btw... evian, the so atas mineral water, when spelled backwards, is NAIVE. cool heh!
dunno leh... hahaha my uncle shared this wif me once upon a time.
ah looking at my room, green n pink n white papers over the floor. cp1, 2 , 3 flying all around when i on the fan. wat a sore but beautiful sight. not that i care to do any pharmaceutical care issues cos obviously there's none. n i've not reli made any intervention so far.. BOOOoooo. master of pharmacy degree hor.
law books r oso forever lying on the floor.. hogging for attn 'hey read me' wif it's bright violet cover but i juz don give a damn abt it's existence. forensics' on 23rd march n yawn yawn, adrenaline not pumping yet.
n oohh, i'l b presenting my research outline to js on fri. she told me to read up, give a brief account on intro, objective, literature review. i shud b able to define wat's daily defined dosage n y do v quantify antibiotics using this. oohh wow tot i'm NOT gonna study journals ever again after CPP... n then i got this cpe presenation on mid march on warfarin n the clinic... oooh wow march is not a gud month for me...
if sth as slien as Raf/MEK/ERK signalling cascade n erm generate new hits that target MEK1 using virtual screening can b done in 1 week, DDD for antibiotics sounds like it can b handled in a day. NO? i dunno. let's count how many "HARH?! U DUNNO AH?!" i'll get from js on fri keke.
ok stil no motivation yet.
don get me wrong i 'm all hardworking, responsible n serious at work, *yes yes i can c all frps nodding their head* juz that when i stress out i like to walk up n down aimlessly or termenung at the comp screen or go pee in the toilet *omg alwiz kena caught by cyee, which means she oso like to snake at the toilet hahaha*.
randomness aside.. my current life has been a weird ride so far. forget, forgot, forgotten. ah watever. i was alwiz caught by lil surprises here n there. i juz take it 1 at a time n go wif the flow. u know surprises like...
ahh... like... omg i have so many to list out. make that my nx post. i'm dead tired now. n i'm so excited! cos i know i'll b seeing pfong this weekend, n oso all my batchmates at johor! see ya guys!
oh wait this post was act written on feb 26th. tersambung wrong entry liao haha.
Tuesday, 3 February 2009
Monday, 12 January 2009
of TDM n a week where i broke 2 records
finally get to b in a rather interesting dpt. 1st week was wif a frp who is pious enuf to pray many times n oso happens to have high metabolism rate so she gets hungry easily. *pls pls get my sarcasm lol* n only care abt ta-pauing drugs as souvenirs bfor leaving our hosp.. for gud. n the moz important thing was NOT taught.. dose recommendation. issh.. if only i'm as handsome as kyong hor *hpsfians wil get me*.
the nx thing i know the pengganti frp was at niteshift n suddenly i have so many samples to run n suddenly 7 out of 10 samples r out of range n suddenly ms. dunno nth at all was ALONE.. ON HER OWN, recommending dosage regimen to doctors. woo! expected Css? WAT?! targeted concentration? NANI?! for gudness sake, i hope those patients r all alive! i did follow up these cases n yeah.. they pretty much survived! phew!
oh ya n v sent ciclosporin samples to HSA cos our reagents dah EXPIRED (see.. poor hosps can't afford expensive reagents hor!) (oh wat's more has expired? premarin? clarinase? the list goes on). as usual HSA pharmacist wud call to inform us the results. so ya i picked up the phone n was talking to this HSA pharmacist while jotting down the results.. n i was like..
hmm this voice is sooooooo FAMILIAR.. oh wait... i know this voice!! *having this particular person in mind*
so i juz chip in randomly, hey may i know who am i talking to? n 'ms. wang' was her reply. AH HA! HSA. JB. pharmacist. ms. wang. that voice. CONFIRM!
so i yelled out... JING MEIN! wo shi sui lin ah..
wa hell.. was embarassed at 1st cos she stun a bit n cudn't recognise me lidat hahaha cos she nvr expect me to b in muar hosp. but anyway.. this is it.. v can stil b keeping in touch wif batchmates during working hrs muahhaha.
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ok so it's abt the week where i broke 2 records.
#1. i've been going back to kl every weekend since the day i was posted to muar. n this is the 1st weekend (10-11/1) that i had to stay back in muar.
huuuuuuuuuuu... there goes my triumphant record of balik kampung streak!
dammit! our hosp is doing fine all these while w/o this ridiculous slot called tdm on call. n y la dunno which geh poh chee wan to start this tdm on call thingy in the yr of 2009. n DENG! my shift wil b on 24-25/1 which is the cny eve weekend where u do spring cleaning n eat reunion dinner wth. alas swap shift wif luvly shu n ya there i was... waiting at tdm room to run samples..
but NO! there r no urgent samples to run watsoever not even therapeutic confirmation samples on sun.. n sumtimes i even evilly hope that there'll b samples to run so that me staying back in muar to do all this shit is justified! *sigh* such a waste of human resources.
#2. long story.
was getting the hang of working in tdm. y'know.. the ego n the superior mentality of docs. working in tdm makes u take pride a bit in being a pharmacist cos they listen to us nyeh nyeh! they need our advise on the dosage regimen nyeh hehehehe!
well in the midst of my evil laughter.. to cut long story short, i was transferred back to OPD n no longer in TDM. well due to my own confusion n blurness
so there was i.. dragging myself back to bloody OPD.. GOSH! little did i know that i'm gonna have terrible weeks ahead.
<ok kyong.. pls leave this blog now cos i so gonna bring up that inhaler incident that u've heard for the umpteenth time u'll b so sick that u wanna puke at ur laptop but ya i'm stil gonna blog it here. so SHOO! don say i din warn u.>
it's a bloody long n tiring week wif all the usual hassle of OPD. n yeah! it's fri! 4.55pm so i was dispensing to this last patient.
oh so rx got inhaler.. let me explain a bit. in muar it works lidat.. u bring ur empty inhaler to exchange a new1. i saw the old inhaler in this guy's bakul so i shake it n ooh... stil got much liquid inside so i told him.. encik pam yg lama ni masih ada, guna yg lama dulu baru guna yg baru ya.
ok let's name this man psycho babi.
psycho babi: @#$%^! eh apasal bagi yg lama. nak yg baru je la.
me: oh.. saya memang akan bagi yg baru. tapi juz nak bagi tau yg lama ni masih ada lagi, jgn bazir ya.
psycho babi: @#$#%@$** (forgot wat shit he said but kinda like cursing me for giving him back the old inhaler wtf)
me: *ok i've met wif a lot of rude pts in OPD so i tot i can handle this plus it's almoz 5 rest assured i'm in perfectly gud mood=) meanwhile making my point that he shud finish up old inhaler bfor using the new inhaler* (tsk tsk.. how angelic i am stil got patience to deal wif difficult patients like this, samo help hosp to save inhalers)
well this go on for sum while until this psycho babi suddenly shove his hand into the counter n slam away his bakul!!! yelling TAK NAK BAGI TAK NAK BAGI LA!! wif that face. THAT FACE.
OMG!!! he FREAKING SLAMMED THE BAKUL AWAY!! u know where meds drop off n i have to pick it up.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
fat dou yao foh ah! this triggered my anger rite away walao eh i yelled back at him "ENCIK, WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE TO ME??!!" (haih stupid me.. as tho this uneducated babi wil paham inggeris.. tula don wan to brush up my malay.. now wan to scold ppl dunno how to scold pulak )
halo! it was an abosulutely polite n unprovocative statement.. y wud any1 in his sane mind OVERREACT to this extent?! obviously he's not in his sane mind. mayb he doesn't even have a brain.
i wish that i can juz yell back at him lu cakap tak nak bagi punya ah.. n confiscate all his meds. isshh isshh ishh but i'm juz an inexperienced prp i don think i have the rite to do so.
me: "awak tak perlu buat macam ini lo. saya hanya cakap jgn bazir saje!" raising my tone n trembling in anger.
psycho babi: "hah awak cakap macam ini la.. nanti saya beritau pengarah awak siap.
me: *showing that OK! FINE! face**raising tone up another notch* SAYA HANYA BAGI TAU JGN BAZIR LO! SAYA MEMANG TAK SALAH! *yes yes yes i did sound very harsh by that time*
psycho babi: @#$%$%*
me: *keep my composure n tell myself i stil gonna dispense this profesionally* so i dispense his other meds.. ni cair darah.. setengah biji bancuh air minum selepas makan.
psycho babi: AH CAKAP BYK LAGI! BAGI UBAT!!! *snatching his meds away from me WALAO EH BABI!!*
me: *gek sei ngo* so i dispense all his meds SLOWLY.. telling him the indication n makan brp kali tiap kali makan brp biji. hah..
ok so finally here comes the inhalers.
me: ok encik ni pam yg baru.. *reminding him salbutamol use when needed n budesonide need to use everyday*(wa dei i'm so damn professional)
then i pick up the old inhalers wif an 'oh btw' look...
me: jgn bazir pam yg lama ni ah..
n wat he did nx was my breaking point.
he took the salbutamol inhaler, open the mouthpiece n
FREAKING SPRAYED THE CONTENTS TO MY DIRECTION while mumbling AH NI MANA MASIH ADA? NI MANA MASIH ADA?? *continue spraying to his heart's content!!!!*
like that's not enuf... he picked up the budesonide inhaler, open the mouthpiece n FREAKING SPRAYED WATEVER'S THAT'S LEFT INSIDE INTO THE AIR!!! again.. mumbling ni mana masih ada?
n FREAKING THREW BOTH INHALERS BACK ONTO THE COUNTER!!!
AAARRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
F*CK!
F*CK!
WTF!!! i clutched my fist so tightly i can juz explode like an atomic bomb destroying anything within the radius of 1.5 metres including that psycho babi!!! *bsshh ba boom*
clutched my fist ya i did but i was too stunned to react to wat he had juz done. i juz stoned there instead of spraying him back wif my pepperspray. SHAIT! y didn't i take down his name n ic n deny his right of collecting meds in muar hosp for the rest of his life?! ma de! he juz insulted a pegawai farmasi gred U41 ok!!!!
i went to the filling area behind.. n looked at my fellow colleagues .. n of all things.. i said sth like gor gor dou hai sui yan lei ga..
n then TEARS started to stream down my cheeks!
ohh NOOOOOoooo! that's not wat i wan. y i failed to control my tears at public once again?! hou yu ah! n like that's not embarassing enuf.. i cudn't stop my tears for the nx 20mins. haha motherly/angelic madam lye n yshan tried so hard to console me.
that mdm lye damn funny la now she see me everyday she'll ask.. eh ni zhen yang ah? ni ok ma? like i'm sum kinda yong yi sao siong dek lui yan.. *faye wong's song playing in the background kaka*
so yeah... this my my another record... crying for the 1st time at work! DENG! BARBARIANS! i shall not b nice anymore!
p/s: this entry was super outdated n by now my anger has subsided la tho i can stil get very gek dong if i ever gonna talk abt it again. can't get to post it up last week even when i'm so bored in muar cos got no router over the weekend *ahem*.
the nx thing i know the pengganti frp was at niteshift n suddenly i have so many samples to run n suddenly 7 out of 10 samples r out of range n suddenly ms. dunno nth at all was ALONE.. ON HER OWN, recommending dosage regimen to doctors. woo! expected Css? WAT?! targeted concentration? NANI?! for gudness sake, i hope those patients r all alive! i did follow up these cases n yeah.. they pretty much survived! phew!
oh ya n v sent ciclosporin samples to HSA cos our reagents dah EXPIRED (see.. poor hosps can't afford expensive reagents hor!) (oh wat's more has expired? premarin? clarinase? the list goes on). as usual HSA pharmacist wud call to inform us the results. so ya i picked up the phone n was talking to this HSA pharmacist while jotting down the results.. n i was like..
hmm this voice is sooooooo FAMILIAR.. oh wait... i know this voice!! *having this particular person in mind*
so i juz chip in randomly, hey may i know who am i talking to? n 'ms. wang' was her reply. AH HA! HSA. JB. pharmacist. ms. wang. that voice. CONFIRM!
so i yelled out... JING MEIN! wo shi sui lin ah..
wa hell.. was embarassed at 1st cos she stun a bit n cudn't recognise me lidat hahaha cos she nvr expect me to b in muar hosp. but anyway.. this is it.. v can stil b keeping in touch wif batchmates during working hrs muahhaha.
+++++++
ok so it's abt the week where i broke 2 records.
#1. i've been going back to kl every weekend since the day i was posted to muar. n this is the 1st weekend (10-11/1) that i had to stay back in muar.
huuuuuuuuuuu... there goes my triumphant record of balik kampung streak!
dammit! our hosp is doing fine all these while w/o this ridiculous slot called tdm on call. n y la dunno which geh poh chee wan to start this tdm on call thingy in the yr of 2009. n DENG! my shift wil b on 24-25/1 which is the cny eve weekend where u do spring cleaning n eat reunion dinner wth. alas swap shift wif luvly shu n ya there i was... waiting at tdm room to run samples..
but NO! there r no urgent samples to run watsoever not even therapeutic confirmation samples on sun.. n sumtimes i even evilly hope that there'll b samples to run so that me staying back in muar to do all this shit is justified! *sigh* such a waste of human resources.
#2. long story.
was getting the hang of working in tdm. y'know.. the ego n the superior mentality of docs. working in tdm makes u take pride a bit in being a pharmacist cos they listen to us nyeh nyeh! they need our advise on the dosage regimen nyeh hehehehe!
well in the midst of my evil laughter.. to cut long story short, i was transferred back to OPD n no longer in TDM. well due to my own confusion n blurness
so there was i.. dragging myself back to bloody OPD.. GOSH! little did i know that i'm gonna have terrible weeks ahead.
<ok kyong.. pls leave this blog now cos i so gonna bring up that inhaler incident that u've heard for the umpteenth time u'll b so sick that u wanna puke at ur laptop but ya i'm stil gonna blog it here. so SHOO! don say i din warn u.>
it's a bloody long n tiring week wif all the usual hassle of OPD. n yeah! it's fri! 4.55pm so i was dispensing to this last patient.
oh so rx got inhaler.. let me explain a bit. in muar it works lidat.. u bring ur empty inhaler to exchange a new1. i saw the old inhaler in this guy's bakul so i shake it n ooh... stil got much liquid inside so i told him.. encik pam yg lama ni masih ada, guna yg lama dulu baru guna yg baru ya.
ok let's name this man psycho babi.
psycho babi: @#$%^! eh apasal bagi yg lama. nak yg baru je la.
me: oh.. saya memang akan bagi yg baru. tapi juz nak bagi tau yg lama ni masih ada lagi, jgn bazir ya.
psycho babi: @#$#%@$** (forgot wat shit he said but kinda like cursing me for giving him back the old inhaler wtf)
me: *ok i've met wif a lot of rude pts in OPD so i tot i can handle this plus it's almoz 5 rest assured i'm in perfectly gud mood=) meanwhile making my point that he shud finish up old inhaler bfor using the new inhaler* (tsk tsk.. how angelic i am stil got patience to deal wif difficult patients like this, samo help hosp to save inhalers)
well this go on for sum while until this psycho babi suddenly shove his hand into the counter n slam away his bakul!!! yelling TAK NAK BAGI TAK NAK BAGI LA!! wif that face. THAT FACE.
OMG!!! he FREAKING SLAMMED THE BAKUL AWAY!! u know where meds drop off n i have to pick it up.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
fat dou yao foh ah! this triggered my anger rite away walao eh i yelled back at him "ENCIK, WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE TO ME??!!" (haih stupid me.. as tho this uneducated babi wil paham inggeris.. tula don wan to brush up my malay.. now wan to scold ppl dunno how to scold pulak )
halo! it was an abosulutely polite n unprovocative statement.. y wud any1 in his sane mind OVERREACT to this extent?! obviously he's not in his sane mind. mayb he doesn't even have a brain.
i wish that i can juz yell back at him lu cakap tak nak bagi punya ah.. n confiscate all his meds. isshh isshh ishh but i'm juz an inexperienced prp i don think i have the rite to do so.
me: "awak tak perlu buat macam ini lo. saya hanya cakap jgn bazir saje!" raising my tone n trembling in anger.
psycho babi: "hah awak cakap macam ini la.. nanti saya beritau pengarah awak siap.
me: *showing that OK! FINE! face**raising tone up another notch* SAYA HANYA BAGI TAU JGN BAZIR LO! SAYA MEMANG TAK SALAH! *yes yes yes i did sound very harsh by that time*
psycho babi: @#$%$%*
me: *keep my composure n tell myself i stil gonna dispense this profesionally* so i dispense his other meds.. ni cair darah.. setengah biji bancuh air minum selepas makan.
psycho babi: AH CAKAP BYK LAGI! BAGI UBAT!!! *snatching his meds away from me WALAO EH BABI!!*
me: *gek sei ngo* so i dispense all his meds SLOWLY.. telling him the indication n makan brp kali tiap kali makan brp biji. hah..
ok so finally here comes the inhalers.
me: ok encik ni pam yg baru.. *reminding him salbutamol use when needed n budesonide need to use everyday*(wa dei i'm so damn professional)
then i pick up the old inhalers wif an 'oh btw' look...
me: jgn bazir pam yg lama ni ah..
n wat he did nx was my breaking point.
he took the salbutamol inhaler, open the mouthpiece n
FREAKING SPRAYED THE CONTENTS TO MY DIRECTION while mumbling AH NI MANA MASIH ADA? NI MANA MASIH ADA?? *continue spraying to his heart's content!!!!*
like that's not enuf... he picked up the budesonide inhaler, open the mouthpiece n FREAKING SPRAYED WATEVER'S THAT'S LEFT INSIDE INTO THE AIR!!! again.. mumbling ni mana masih ada?
n FREAKING THREW BOTH INHALERS BACK ONTO THE COUNTER!!!
AAARRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
F*CK!
F*CK!
WTF!!! i clutched my fist so tightly i can juz explode like an atomic bomb destroying anything within the radius of 1.5 metres including that psycho babi!!! *bsshh ba boom*
clutched my fist ya i did but i was too stunned to react to wat he had juz done. i juz stoned there instead of spraying him back wif my pepperspray. SHAIT! y didn't i take down his name n ic n deny his right of collecting meds in muar hosp for the rest of his life?! ma de! he juz insulted a pegawai farmasi gred U41 ok!!!!
i went to the filling area behind.. n looked at my fellow colleagues .. n of all things.. i said sth like gor gor dou hai sui yan lei ga..
n then TEARS started to stream down my cheeks!
ohh NOOOOOoooo! that's not wat i wan. y i failed to control my tears at public once again?! hou yu ah! n like that's not embarassing enuf.. i cudn't stop my tears for the nx 20mins. haha motherly/angelic madam lye n yshan tried so hard to console me.
that mdm lye damn funny la now she see me everyday she'll ask.. eh ni zhen yang ah? ni ok ma? like i'm sum kinda yong yi sao siong dek lui yan.. *faye wong's song playing in the background kaka*
so yeah... this my my another record... crying for the 1st time at work! DENG! BARBARIANS! i shall not b nice anymore!
p/s: this entry was super outdated n by now my anger has subsided la tho i can stil get very gek dong if i ever gonna talk abt it again. can't get to post it up last week even when i'm so bored in muar cos got no router over the weekend *ahem*.
Wednesday, 7 January 2009
supposed to b a recap n resolution entry but turned out to b sth else
it's exactly a week since having a blast counting down to 2009 wif fellow prps n frps at our house. shud b time for an entry on recap n resolution. but now that i have a faint heart, a tiring n sumtimes mundane 8 to 5 job, i wudn't dare n cudn't bear looking back at 2008... a yr of uncovering hidden paths n exploring new territories. a yr where dreams became reality n the reality was merely sum kinda delusion. everything... it's been crazily exciting, beautiful n painful.
2009 n i'm 24 but who cares i juz celebrated my 23rd bday. hoho u have all the rite to get jealous at dec babies like me i won mind. nth too fancy nth too elaborate *c my frens r not that creative u know* (my sec skool frens were juz too lazy to coordinate a surprise until they cudn't even bother to hide the cake or the present n poor bday gal had to fake her delight at seeing the cake n the present wth.) but stil it's so warm at heart=) mmm thank u ppl!
this yr 1 more grp of ppl celebrated my bday. my current housemates. by now i think u guys shud now who they r.. pjoo, kyong, n cyee. like who wud've tot that v r gonna stay tgt sum day rite? ya my life is getting more n more random i know!
there's this thurs nite where i was catching my million dollar deal in the loo. n cyee the irritating nx door housemate who shares the same bathroom was yelling.. oi lei zou gan mat yeh ah?
so i yelled back... O SI AH! in a grumpy tone. cos i was RELI close to catching that million dollar deal n juz sending the msg across that i need A BIT MORE TIME in the loo.
n yes.. deal was successful. so i flush victoriously n walk out of the loo n out of my room. n AT THAT VERY SECOND...
HAPPY BIRRRR~~~THDAY TO U!
HAPPY BIRRRR~~~THDAY TO U!
n the nx thing i know the geli landlord was holding the bday cake.
the irritating housemate nx door was clapping her fragile hands away.
n the narcissistic housemate from downstairs was strumming his guitar gleefully.
AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
stunned! shocked! embarassed! happy! surprised! delighted! watever. man it's a bag of mixed emotions.
so the song ended n i'm supposed to blow the candles but every1 can stand no more n burst into their wildest laughter.
i'm celebrating my 20th bday instead of 23rd!!! kakaka!!! get it get it??
sheeeshh! of all time....
y wud they wan to surprise me wif a coffee bday cake at that time when i'm making my own choc cake?
y wud i make my choc cake at that time when they wan to surprise me wif a coffee bday cake?
y is the timing sooo GOOD?
the thing is.. they had lighted the candles when cyee was yelling at me to check out wat i was doing in the loo.......
OMG!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!!!!
n they wudn't wan to blow off juz in case i get out of the loo suddenly. of course i didn't know their plan la... do big business mm gap dat lei 1. so i juz took my own sweet time.
so by that time i get out of the toilet n finished the bday song.. the 3 small candles, tho stil lit wif weak flame, had totally melted omg! coating the surface of the cake PINK! so left the 2 candles stil standing as if i'm only celebrating my 20th bday!
OMG!!!!! WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKKAKKAKAKKAKA!!!
this celebration was seriously funny!!! tho it's downright simple, i'll nvr forget this SHITTY bday surprise. notice the pun hehe.
2009 n i'm 24 but who cares i juz celebrated my 23rd bday. hoho u have all the rite to get jealous at dec babies like me i won mind. nth too fancy nth too elaborate *c my frens r not that creative u know* (my sec skool frens were juz too lazy to coordinate a surprise until they cudn't even bother to hide the cake or the present n poor bday gal had to fake her delight at seeing the cake n the present wth.) but stil it's so warm at heart=) mmm thank u ppl!
this yr 1 more grp of ppl celebrated my bday. my current housemates. by now i think u guys shud now who they r.. pjoo, kyong, n cyee. like who wud've tot that v r gonna stay tgt sum day rite? ya my life is getting more n more random i know!
there's this thurs nite where i was catching my million dollar deal in the loo. n cyee the irritating nx door housemate who shares the same bathroom was yelling.. oi lei zou gan mat yeh ah?
so i yelled back... O SI AH! in a grumpy tone. cos i was RELI close to catching that million dollar deal n juz sending the msg across that i need A BIT MORE TIME in the loo.
n yes.. deal was successful. so i flush victoriously n walk out of the loo n out of my room. n AT THAT VERY SECOND...
HAPPY BIRRRR~~~THDAY TO U!
HAPPY BIRRRR~~~THDAY TO U!
n the nx thing i know the geli landlord was holding the bday cake.
the irritating housemate nx door was clapping her fragile hands away.
n the narcissistic housemate from downstairs was strumming his guitar gleefully.
AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
stunned! shocked! embarassed! happy! surprised! delighted! watever. man it's a bag of mixed emotions.
so the song ended n i'm supposed to blow the candles but every1 can stand no more n burst into their wildest laughter.
i'm celebrating my 20th bday instead of 23rd!!! kakaka!!! get it get it??
sheeeshh! of all time....
y wud they wan to surprise me wif a coffee bday cake at that time when i'm making my own choc cake?
y wud i make my choc cake at that time when they wan to surprise me wif a coffee bday cake?
y is the timing sooo GOOD?
the thing is.. they had lighted the candles when cyee was yelling at me to check out wat i was doing in the loo.......
OMG!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!!!!
n they wudn't wan to blow off juz in case i get out of the loo suddenly. of course i didn't know their plan la... do big business mm gap dat lei 1. so i juz took my own sweet time.
so by that time i get out of the toilet n finished the bday song.. the 3 small candles, tho stil lit wif weak flame, had totally melted omg! coating the surface of the cake PINK! so left the 2 candles stil standing as if i'm only celebrating my 20th bday!
OMG!!!!! WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKKAKKAKAKKAKA!!!
this celebration was seriously funny!!! tho it's downright simple, i'll nvr forget this SHITTY bday surprise. notice the pun hehe.
Monday, 5 January 2009
CUTI CUTI CUTI
those were the days when i juz had to guai guai dei sit thru eos exams n a long holiday wud b there waiting for me. u know juz like... rite there!
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ok u get my point it's a long sigh.
cny is around the corner n v all chinese at hpsf dah kiasuly berebut-rebut to take leave. how la lidat?!
wat if i take cho 3 cho 4 cho 5?... doink! in my dreams. no i don even get to dream often. hmm does that mean i don have enuf REM sleep? izzit bad? am i overworked? watever.. 3 consecutive day offs.. i can c pn. yati stamping a big BERAMBUS! TAK MUNGKIN DILULUSKAN! on my borang cuti.
wat if i take cho 3 cho 4? deng! then come back muar on thurs nite work on friday then after work go back kl again! wah! gam hou hei! i wudn't mind if the distance back to muar is like my house to imu or if mayang sari is like donald trump's limousine wif a driver as handsome as daniel wu. delays. dirty seats. rude drivers wif dental caries. man the reality is alwiz harsh.
wat if i take cho 3? harh... 1 day leave where got enuf ? pack n go back muar on cho 3.. when every1 is stil munching pineapple tarts kue ka pek spitting out gua zhee's shell bz gambling n collecting ang pau n i'll b working my ass off in the ward... huuuu! samo less ang pau less income aiyoooo. y am i so pathetic?
HOU FAN AH!
n then cny's eve need to eat reunion dinner samo! huuu... last yr i miss the reunion dinner n i have a bad feeling i may b missing it this yr... ohhhh NOOOOOO~! cos i have TDM ON CALL til 1pm! y la y muz i have the shift at THAT weekend of all weekends.... the hosp is working fine ALL THESE YRS w/o this shift n y do they even need to start it at jan 2009?! the very month wif cny!
isn't that 1 silly shift? juz make every1 tag at tdm so those doing the bekalan wad can come do the emergency tdm la. not like there's a lot sample to run on the weekends. don care die die oso muz find ppl ganti... but who else bside faris... WHO ELSE... HOU FAN AH!
n then i'm teochew nang need to bai tee gong. how can i miss bai tee gong la rite? the roast chicken roast pork the gambling session oh so merry! so have to take leave samo on the following mon n tues. but that's 2 days more.. n i'll b in clinical by then.. 1 n a half week gone liao! how am i going to fulfill my quota or learn anything?? how la lidat?!
ahhhh!!! HOU FAN AH!!!! *echoed by the sot poh nx to my room* *i think she's stil staring at the shift schedule this month* *at least i'm being productive by venting this on my blog*
well if i'm posted in kl... it wud save me all the trouble! if not all... say 70%. man i wud not even need to take leave on the following mon n tues ok.. can stil get up nx day n go to work as usual...
WHY AM I NOT WORKING IN KL???!!!
tho i don get that eos exam stress now, see i stil get the stress on how to apply my leave wisely.
like my mood is not bad enuf.. there's alwiz sth...STH to make it WORSE. MY HAIR!=.= padan muka.. alwiz like to do things at the spur~ of the moment. ya gud.. now i look like siu fong fong AGAIN! AGAIN! arrrghhhh!... y do i have to relive this nitemare?
i juz wan to trim off the split ends n the tangled parts which alwiz get on my nerves... so i told the gal to make my hair bao yi dian, duan yi dian... when i wear my specs after the cut.. i was like.... AHHH! gao meng ah!!! it's now bao HEN DUO! duan HEN DUO! very yok chek leh... my rm400-worth curls r gone! gone in 20 mins!!
scissors r such a brutal weapon u know.
very sim tiah! very sakit hati! very xin tong! wat more languages?
n for 5 months i tot the sexy curls r gonna help me tremendously in nurturing my ladylikeness or womanliness... gone! GONE WIF THE SCISSORS!!!! haih she wanted to make it into those cool layers but aiseh.. i'm luen mou 1 ok. it stil looked acceptable at 1st but once the salon effect (u know wat i mean.. the VIDAL SASSOON EFFECT) wear off.. i'm back looking like a nerdy teenager who stil have to obey curfews set by pappy n mommy n who knows nth abt drugs except panadol. WTH.
haih... this is wat happen when u blog on a monday.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ok u get my point it's a long sigh.
cny is around the corner n v all chinese at hpsf dah kiasuly berebut-rebut to take leave. how la lidat?!
wat if i take cho 3 cho 4 cho 5?... doink! in my dreams. no i don even get to dream often. hmm does that mean i don have enuf REM sleep? izzit bad? am i overworked? watever.. 3 consecutive day offs.. i can c pn. yati stamping a big BERAMBUS! TAK MUNGKIN DILULUSKAN! on my borang cuti.
wat if i take cho 3 cho 4? deng! then come back muar on thurs nite work on friday then after work go back kl again! wah! gam hou hei! i wudn't mind if the distance back to muar is like my house to imu or if mayang sari is like donald trump's limousine wif a driver as handsome as daniel wu. delays. dirty seats. rude drivers wif dental caries. man the reality is alwiz harsh.
wat if i take cho 3? harh... 1 day leave where got enuf ? pack n go back muar on cho 3.. when every1 is stil munching pineapple tarts kue ka pek spitting out gua zhee's shell bz gambling n collecting ang pau n i'll b working my ass off in the ward... huuuu! samo less ang pau less income aiyoooo. y am i so pathetic?
HOU FAN AH!
n then cny's eve need to eat reunion dinner samo! huuu... last yr i miss the reunion dinner n i have a bad feeling i may b missing it this yr... ohhhh NOOOOOO~! cos i have TDM ON CALL til 1pm! y la y muz i have the shift at THAT weekend of all weekends.... the hosp is working fine ALL THESE YRS w/o this shift n y do they even need to start it at jan 2009?! the very month wif cny!
isn't that 1 silly shift? juz make every1 tag at tdm so those doing the bekalan wad can come do the emergency tdm la. not like there's a lot sample to run on the weekends. don care die die oso muz find ppl ganti... but who else bside faris... WHO ELSE... HOU FAN AH!
n then i'm teochew nang need to bai tee gong. how can i miss bai tee gong la rite? the roast chicken roast pork the gambling session oh so merry! so have to take leave samo on the following mon n tues. but that's 2 days more.. n i'll b in clinical by then.. 1 n a half week gone liao! how am i going to fulfill my quota or learn anything?? how la lidat?!
ahhhh!!! HOU FAN AH!!!! *echoed by the sot poh nx to my room* *i think she's stil staring at the shift schedule this month* *at least i'm being productive by venting this on my blog*
well if i'm posted in kl... it wud save me all the trouble! if not all... say 70%. man i wud not even need to take leave on the following mon n tues ok.. can stil get up nx day n go to work as usual...
WHY AM I NOT WORKING IN KL???!!!
tho i don get that eos exam stress now, see i stil get the stress on how to apply my leave wisely.
like my mood is not bad enuf.. there's alwiz sth...STH to make it WORSE. MY HAIR!=.= padan muka.. alwiz like to do things at the spur~ of the moment. ya gud.. now i look like siu fong fong AGAIN! AGAIN! arrrghhhh!... y do i have to relive this nitemare?
i juz wan to trim off the split ends n the tangled parts which alwiz get on my nerves... so i told the gal to make my hair bao yi dian, duan yi dian... when i wear my specs after the cut.. i was like.... AHHH! gao meng ah!!! it's now bao HEN DUO! duan HEN DUO! very yok chek leh... my rm400-worth curls r gone! gone in 20 mins!!
scissors r such a brutal weapon u know.
very sim tiah! very sakit hati! very xin tong! wat more languages?
n for 5 months i tot the sexy curls r gonna help me tremendously in nurturing my ladylikeness or womanliness... gone! GONE WIF THE SCISSORS!!!! haih she wanted to make it into those cool layers but aiseh.. i'm luen mou 1 ok. it stil looked acceptable at 1st but once the salon effect (u know wat i mean.. the VIDAL SASSOON EFFECT) wear off.. i'm back looking like a nerdy teenager who stil have to obey curfews set by pappy n mommy n who knows nth abt drugs except panadol. WTH.
haih... this is wat happen when u blog on a monday.
Wednesday, 24 December 2008
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!
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!
Saturday, 13 December 2008
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.
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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 legsn 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!
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!
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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 yooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooo! i got my paycheque! weeee! so.... nano or touch? touch or nano? kekekeke. yeh yeh!
Monday, 24 November 2008
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!
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!
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