this stupid pci thing is reallyyyyy grumpifying the crap out of me.

bnf open, sarawak handbook open, internet references open, clinical practice guidelines downloaded..

1 hour…

2 hours….

3 hours…..

not 1 pci done.

then i realise…

face-f**king-book open, itunes open, MSN too..

no bloody discipline!

and to forget how absolutely lousy i am i just want to go to sleep.

if puti was an actual bad word.. i am it!

i have plans of going my pci’s – pharmaceutical care plans tonight.. and that’s the only reason i rejected yannee’s invite for a confirmed yummy dinner.

but i figured got some time lahh to blog… (this is probably step 1 of procrastination)

i’ve been in quiteeee good spirits lately i’m just soo happee and content.

i hope by declaring that, i’m not actually jinxing it…

it’s my 3rd day as a ward pharmacist for 7b alongside my kepala, miss a.

and y’kno it’s not as bad as i initially thought it would be (i reallyyyyy hope i’m not jinxing it).

go around asking patients drug history.. clerking their cases.. doing warfarin/humapen/mdi counselling.. following specialists on their morning round…

and i only saw 1 person die so far. which is pretty good.

y’know,  maybe i am jinxing it a lil… i’m going to stop now….

***

i had a good weekend.

SerembanDiana, PenangJoyce, SarawakDaphne and both PJLene & PJMei sat at a expensive cafe in the Garden’s and ate like u41’s earned alot of money.

i’m talking 30rm for an apple pie and a cappuccinno.

sweat balls.

oh and we had a sleepover at Mei’sMansion.

and the rest of the time was with YouKnowWho.

voldemort

lol

P106 recently graduated =) A bigass congratulations to them.

…. That means it has been 1 year since my own graduation in Glasgow.

P1010331

The 2nd batch of 2009 Raleigh venturers have just started their training at TAC.

…. That means it has been 9 months since I started my own Sabah adventure with Raleigh.

imbak

The travels.

The adventure.

The challenge.

The culture.

If only time flies both ways.

Doubt thou that the stars are fire;

Doubt thou that the sun doth move;

Doubt truth to be a liar;

But never doubt that I love.

- William Shakespeare, Hamlet

remember how people used to say, ‘the best way to learn is to ask questions. even if it may sound stupid’.

well today i learnt first hand never to do that.

i am now mending whetever ego and pride i have left in me because my superior decided to use my spm qualifications to put me down.

what i thought would be a simple briefing went spiralling violently downhill because….

i didn’t know caustic soda = sodium hydroxide.

apparently it’s common sense.

then she went on to asking,

“you dapat berapa arh spm?”

“uhh.. 5a..” *ducks head in embarrasment*

“hah?! 5a aje?!! kalau apply public university mesti tak dapat”

i think to myself… ‘tak ingin punnn…’

“you lucky laa your parents dapat support you so you study aje lahh?”

“graduate dari imu ye? no no no.. no good.. macam ini pun tak tauu…”

(LIKE AS THOUGH I’M NOT SMART ENOUGH FOR PHARMACY BUT I’M LUCKY TO HAVE PARENTS THAT PAID MY WAY INTO A LOUSY PRIVATE UNIVERSITY)

“so natrium hydroxide tu ape?”

is this a trick question?… “uhh.. alkali??”

“bukann bukannn.. fikir betul betul.. senang saja..”

“uhh….. …… ….. tau tau.. alkali laa..”

“bukan!! bagi saya satu simple neutralization equation..”

“HCl + NaOH –> NaCl + H2O….??”

“so apa itu HCl dan NaOH??”

“acid and alkali…??”

“YALA ALKALI LAA.. MACAM ITU PUN TAK TAU…”

=.= ……………………… *holds back the urge to send her smashing through the glass window*

i am far from a happy bunny right now.

At 7am yesterday morning I found myself travelling down a windy road to Juasseh.

Look left, trees. Look right, monkeys. Look front, roadkill. Babi hutan to be specific.

Wow, talk about ulu.

Apparently it’s the same road everyone uses to get to Kuala Pilah. Cross fingers I never have to use the blasted road.

This little trip was actually quite nice.

It took us a bit over an hour to get to Juasseh.

We were all government servants so naturally, have to stop for minum pagi. Teh tarik and awesome roti telur.

Another short ride in the 4WD and we’re at SMK Juasseh to set up a little exhibition.

Aww. I’m educating kids on drugs. How sweet.

Having been a prefect in high school, I thought I was going to be bossed around by teachers today.

But not now. Today we’re from Kementerian Kesihatan. And so we were VIP’s. And the teachers had to kiss our arses.

I was really surprised that we were so popular at the school. They really dug our stupid free gifts of pens and pamphlets.

If it was Seaport, we would have spat on them after a load of cock staring for bringing itiotic gifts.

In summary, it was quite a fun chillex morning =)

In the afternoon I continued typing and typing and ended up with the list of 263 names and addresses of people that puan wanted.

*

i’ve been getting alot of shit from various parties.

apparently i love to fly back to pj once the week has ended. and it’s suddenly a crime that i love spending time with my boyfriend.

=.=

to heck with that.

go work in another state from the person you’re absolutely in love with then come talk to me about weekends ok.

kau cuba menyatakan aku membuat kesilapan

besar kesalahanku

besar lagi ke-egoan mu

kau ingin ku menyalakan diriku bagai lilin

kekasihku, cukup kau membuat ku begini

aku masih cinta padamu

aku masih setia padamu

di dalam rindu ku menangis….

**PUKE BLOOD**

i had lunch alone today. in some ’shopping complex’ that makes kota raya look good.

and they had that ’song’. karaoke version. on tv. in the ‘restaurant’.

i ordered cappuccino.

it came with a white, plastic taufoofah spoon.

it was an absolute abomination.

and it tasted like they were confused on whether to make hazelnut coffee or hot chocolate and they just went, “heck it”.

*

okay i really want to show you pictures.

but i really have none.

this place has become so wordy i really don’t know who reads all my crap.

luv ya ween! hahalol coz i know you read my crap =P probably tk too. coz he has no life =P

*

my mummy bought me AN AWESOMEEEE MICROFIBRE BLANKYYYY!!! OOHHHHHH~~

i’m going to sleep now byebye

p/s. oh almost forgot to tell you i packed hundereds of goodie bags and i made a crossword puzzle (orders from the boss) at work today. this is where your tax money is going to. paying a pharmacist to pack goodie bags. woohoo.

it’s funny how such a deadly virus can amuse us so much.

today, 4 colleagues were sent home to be quarantined after being in contact with a suspected h1n1 patient.

the scenario went something like this…

“haaaAA?? you all kena QUARANTINE ARR???”

**WHOAAAAAAAAAAAA** everyone takes 10 steps back….

“EEEE balikkkkk laaaaa~!!!! balik balik!!”

** makes shoo-ing hand motions **

** the 4 victims start wearing masks **

some cover their noses and some points at them and breaks out in evil laughter

=.=

it was so amusing

i hope the patient will turn out to be negative for h1n1.

cause the 4 of them will get cuti until he/she does!

and also one of them is my boss… and we were talking to her just before it all unfolded.

***

and in something totally unrelated…

don’t la compare your other half to other people.

haiyo of course you will think your other half is better than anyone else la.

just like i think my other half is better than you but i don’t say it in your face right.

haiyo. some people ar.

*shakes head in dismay*

***

today i kena tegur during my lunch call at opd.

i’ve had 3 hours worth of experience  in opd la gimme a break.

happily i go fill baskets.. la la la la laa... kelam kabut abit but ok oklah…

ohh diazepam and alprazolam.. ok i remember.. someone taught me how to get dd’s before….

kelam kabut kelam kabut kelam kabut…

encik frp walks in.. “apeeeeelahhh yang kamu buat sini lama sangatttttt????!! lepas ni pergi buat screening!!”

i *blurr*

wth is screening.

go out.. take another basket.. fill fill fill..

encik frp walks over and dumps a basket full of stuff and says, “NAH COUNSELLING”

and i was like ‘ohhhshyte.. i’ve never done symbicort counselling before’

andddd i’ve never dispensed anything before!!

(GIVE ME A BREAK LA. i’ve been at cdr/tpn/tdm the whole time ok)

ok nevermind!! shooot onie!

turned out oklah. it was an old indian lady with rheumatoid arthritis, hypertension and angina.. standard stuff la.. sulphasalazine, frusemide, spironolactone, gtn, lovastatin, aspirin..

*phew*

makes me feel damn noob tho.

oh well. who doesn’t start out at the bottom.

***

i have an itch i can’t reach.

durian this friday anyone??

everything is steady now. grounded like a big hippo stuck in cement.

everything came together and it’s not just me and me any longer. me and you feels pretty good.

everything is better. colours are more vivid, food is more satisfying and everyone looks like a big yellow smiley.

and the sadness, frustrations of life are split to share.

sounds so cliched but life has more meaning now.

***

hold your horses =)

I AM REBELLING AGAINST DOING THE DIPEPTIVEN SLIDES!!

okla.. i’m still going to do it. but not tonight.

sien.

don’t like the idea of coming home from work to do more homework!

i’m not going to even think of a masters.

no more studying arghh!! no more examss arghhhh!!!! no more research-freaking-projectsssss waarrrghhhhhhh!!!!!

i’m gonna spend my money on shopping

then wait for the husband to partially sara me. yay.

i’m gonna get married, get transferred back to pj and then end up massaging my husbands smelly feet after work and picking up his dirty underwear off the floor.

Of which the maid will wash.

* Note: Get an older, uglier looking maid.

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