random photos

i’ve been busy lately…. so there is no update on this blog…

so i thought i’d post some random photos just for fun.

in Berlin, in front of I Museum

Church of Christ of Spilled blood, St.Petersburg... the exposure is abit funny, i know :p

Queen's Palace Royal Guard house, London

Waterfront of Greenwich, UK

saving perfection for another day

we are married to our job. period.

it was a normal working days as any other. i was busy in the ward as usual.

I stood over to take ABG for an elderly patient at the acute cubicle. Sensed a flow from my nostril. Perhaps i caught a cold i thought, carelessly wipe away with my forearm (avoiding contact withthe latex gloves).

There is faint trail of blood stained on my forearm now. My nose were bleeding.

nothing to be alarmed about. i reacted coldly and calmly. as if it doesnt concerned me. Held my mind off it, continue taking the ABG.

my emotion bleached by the constant repeatative tasks.

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finding myself not able to sleep again tonite despite weary from a lengthy day of work. my mind wandering off somewhere else, seeking comfort.

i’d usually take effort to do thing till perfection, but lately, i’d save perfection for another day.

Quicky

it been ages since i last updated my blog…
been ages since i am even tempted to blog…

why?
no time
too tired

there is enough interesting things that happened to talk about… to bad my line of work need my 120% of energy

1 week in BTN
2 week in Lumut Induction
and 1 day later
i am in Kuantan General Hospital as a houseman

a rapid transition from a “goyang-kaki” dude to a fast-moving life in orthopaedic department

in my department, we mostly handles cases with various kinds of fractures, cellulitis, diabetic foot, necrotising fascitis etc

my work revolves with the wards, the public clinic, the OT (operation theater), HDW calls and 1st-call

(ps: HDW = high dependancy wards)

works 7 days a week

if u wondering how i am doing? i am doing fine.
i think some frens got it worse getting posted in other departments

love my job, hates the long hours

pray for me and fellow collegues who are hard-at-work to saves lives every single day

my new ride :)

my first self-financed vehicle

my new ride 

Blogging the blog & talking the talk :)

Blogging in not a easy task, i must admit. Sometimes, there is nothing interesting to write about. Sometimes, u got so much to tell, but, u will be too occupied to sit down properly to blog.

I’ve left my blog un-updated for quite some time, yet, I felt not right to just post sketchy bits of stories. Today, i’m determined to pick up the phase and start writing more blogs. So, where do i start?

Lastweek, while i was unpacking my stuff from Moscow, i decided to clean up some of my old stuff too. Running through boxes after boxes of “treasure”, i carefully sort out all the things. Then, i found some photo albums from nyears ago. So i decided some photos should be scanned and be placed into the bog.

are u able to spot me? haha... that

St.John

Here’s a photo during the school open day. I hadn’t joined st.john ambulance at that time. My senior asked me to helped out acting as casualty of a cardiac arrest victim 

See how real it look like in picture! :p  complete with ke-po on-lookers

well, the truth is, we always keep it proffesional when it comes to St.Joh work. All drill are chronologically done to perfection. 15 external chest compression must be counted out loud every single tijme. (note: latest updated external chect compression ratio is 1:30).

Being part of St.john is one of the best memories back then. Great friends who goes through thick and thins.

Form 6

6 form is supposed to be all work and no play for most. But, somehow, for this SMART-ians bunch, it never lacks of laughter, warmth and drama :p

Hehes, look how dorky we all look like back then :p

During the 2 years in 6 forms, we are actually very active in co-curriculum. Being in bio-class almost make us instant st.johner. We did lots of duties on site, highway patrol, and even joined forces to organise the Malaysia Book of Records for the largest Blook donation drive 

Class of 2000: smartian rulez!

I’m also involved in a Science project, which brought our team to national competition. Haha, the project won me a 3 minutes fame to be featured in tv3 and had my face printed on Popular Science magazine :p

smart or nerdy? :p

We also joined choir and battle all the way to National level. Though we failed to win the first time, our school redeemed our lost by winning 3rd place the next year 

Don't mind the ugly custome... we are one heart and united.

So much for Merdeka…

disclaimer: this article are not meant to be a subject for political discussion. All record of incident is true by a first person experience point of view.

I just came back from a gathering with some of my old friends from high schools 30 mins ago. It happens that some of us are in town (Kuantan), because it is Merdeka day, so my friends have day-off. 4 of us headed to “Santai” cafe to have a drink and chit chat.

At 12 midnite, a bunch of motorcyclist (some 35 of them) start appearing out of everywhere…most of them don’t wear helmets and a few jokers are making noises with their motorcycle. They all occupied the small crossroad just next to the “Santai” cafe. It appear as if they were waiting for their gang to parade/illegally road-race. It is rather annoying, and they attracts a lot of attention from the ppl inside the cafe.

Then it happens!

A young man in brown jacket ran down from the motorcycle, reaches for the handbag of a girl sitting 1 table behind mine, then sped-off with his friend on a bike. The whole thing happens while my back is facing them. So, the moment when the girl scream for help, i could only catch a glimpse of the guy already getting on the motorcycle ready to go.

They really caught us off-guard!

We were all really stunt by the act of crime, and quite frankly speaking, I have no idea how to react. I already stood up when the girl scream, but I could only watch them running away. I felt so useless, and helpless. It is a shitty feeling.

The worse part of the story is, the bunch of motorist still lurks around the junction for another 15-20 mins not wanting to leave. My friends (all 3 of them are girls) became very worried, as anything could just happen now. We dont know if another of them will come and try to rob us, or if they would attack ppl in groups.

Gees, so much for Merdeka.

I felt so sad for being a Malaysian. Watching a crime occur on the day our country suppose to celebrate its independence day. Why if we were indepedent, that we still need to be fearful of such things? maybe i am naive to ask, but is it too much to ask for a peaceful country?

Seriously, I curse those ppl!

sometimes I wonder, is it because our system had fail us? this is the product of our nations????

surviving ? :p

i’ve graduated for almost 2 month now… back in Malaysia for almost 1 month. Initially, i was expecting to start working by mid sept. but by the way things are heading now, i think i will only start work by oct.

so, wat do i do with my free time? i wonder :p

well, the whole aug month doesnt past without some surprises. Lots of things happened…

- gone to register so i could start work
- met my moscow frends for karaoke,
- gone to watch fireworks at putrajaya,
- gone to visit relatives and had a wonder meal with my cousins
- tag along for tour guiding a bit for some Russian friends who came over to malaysia for holiday 

at other times, i spent them with my family (esp with nephews). I dont have any photos to be uploaded now, coz i am ……………………..L A Z Y lorrr

well, regarding how to spend the free time till the starting of my housemanship? the basic plan is to get prepared for it, so i wont be caught off-guard with arusty knowledge.

so now, i will prepare some card-notes (like those we use in debate :p) with the some fingertips stuff essential to survive.

Janet gave me a few short notes written by some HO. It is some fun reading, but i think it is about time i dug up some of my books and start picking up the phase.

Of course, all talk and no work might not be enough, but seriously, i kindda dun feel like going to do practicals at hospital while waiting for my housemanship to begin. Coz, i will definately be swarm with the same thing when i start.

well, let’s take one thing at a time. Perhaps the path will show-up sooner or later