Monday, January 29, 2007

I got caught REDHANDED!

I just realised that I forgot to blog about this really silly incident that happened on Saturday night while my sis and I were in our room.

(I burst into laughter the moment I think about it actually)

Jade is the only one in the family who's aware of my smoking habit. So on Saturday, I was smoking a cig by my room window and I was singing out loud at the same time because that monkey sis of mine was talking to this guy on the phone and I was getting kinda irritated by all her squeals and giggles and other stuff that teenage girls of her age would do.

What song was I singing? "Against all odds" by Westlife & Mariah Carey.

So duh, obviously I was singing out of tune. You have any idea how high-pitched Miss Carey's voice is?! HUH?!! I sing until my throat hurt like heow lor!

Anyway, I was singing SO LOUDLY, my dad actually came into my room and I didn't notice it! Yes, that was how engrossed I was with training my vocals. Hahahaha!! Since I was looking out the window with my cig, my back was facing him and Jade was going, "Jie.. Jie!!" but I couldn't hear her!!! I WAS SINGING!!

"So take a look at me now... there's just an empty space... there's nothing lefffftttt here to remind me... just the memory of your face... so take a look at me nooowwww...."

Here's the funny part of it all. While Jade was calling out to me (and I was oblivious to it all), my dad stared at me, signalled to Jade asking her if I was nuts and then proceeded on to tell her to keep mum so he could assess my behaviour for a lil longer. And it was at that moment that I chose to turn around and.... *dang dang dang dang*

Dad: Jie, what you doing?

Kim: *shit. i'm screwed* Err.. looking at cars.

Dad: Looking at cars? Cars very nice to see huh?

Kim: Nice... from up here look down very nice.

Dad: *approaches the window* Let me see... what so nice about the view.

Kim: *i'm really screwed*

Dad: What are you doing?

Kim: *aiyah. confess lah. no choice liao* I... err... smoking.

Dad: Smoke your head lah! What were you doing?

Kim: Really! I smoking. *shows half-smoked stick*

Dad: SMOKING???!!! When did you start?

Kim: recently?

Dad: You better stop it fast ah... it's not good for you.

Oh boy, this ain't good. He's probably never gonna trust me with cash ever again. LoL! Scared later I spend it all on rokok. Mampos lar!!!

Well, on a lighter note, at least he didn't scold me. hehe! Feels so good to be 18.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Before I proceed with the much hated muggings...

Let me blog about my first week of attachment at Ward 58. Everything's pretty much ok; the SNs and ENs aren't bitchy, the ward's well-organised, the patients aren't demanding. But here are a few screw-ups:

1) I have FOUR Clinical Instructors (my previous attachment, I had none. And now, I have four. STRESS AH!!)

2) I've been assigned to the same room as a student nurse who can't speak English for nuts! It's bad enough that she doesn't understand what I'm saying half the time.. it's even worse to know that she's the kind who misses her assigned break and goes for MY assigned break; leaving me hungry, worned out and thoroughly flustered ALMOST EVERYDAY!

Here's one very interesting conversation I had with her the other day:
(both of us had to go and meet our clinical instructor for some briefing and by the time we came back to the ward, report-taking was over but neither one of us knew it was over. So I went to ask this student nurse from ITE...)

Me: Subaidah, report-taking finish already ah?

Subaidah: Yah. Ended quite some time ago.

*I go off to inform that numb skull*

Me: Eh, report-taking finish already.

Nit-wit: Err... haven't, haven't!

Me: Huh?! Wad haven't!?! Finish already... Subaidah say one!

Nit-wit: Huh... wad?

Me: Subaidah say report-taking finish already!!!!

Nit-wit: Oh... ok. I thought you ask me whether the patient finish eating already.

Me: -____________-"""""""""""

My communicating skills that bad meh? Which part of "report-taking finish already" actually rhymes with "has the patient finished eating"?!!

It's not that I'm being unreasonable or unfair towards her by saying that she's wasting her time in this course. This is NOT OUR FIRST ATTACHMENT and she frickin' doesn't know how to lock/unlock a commode! Eh, hello!!! What have you been learning these past few months at NYP?!

I think it was on Wednesday when both of us had to transport this elderly lady to the assisted bath for a shower via the commode. The lady got onto the commode and our friend conveniently pushed the damned thing WITHOUT UNLOCKING IT. So one can imagine how long it took her to push the patient out of the room and to the corridoor.

I did a rough estimation that at the rate she was going, it'll take us 3 days just to reach our destination. I mean, please lah!! You're here on scholarship and this is how you're gonna prove to your sponsors that you're worth their money?!!

Initially when she was pushing that bloody commode at the speed of a snail, I thought to myself, "Why so slow sia? Patient that heavy meh?". I looked at the two hind wheels of the commode and it was then that I noticed her blunder. My gosh. Thank goodness CI Wong wasn't there. THANK GOODNESS!!!!

I wouldn't wanna fail my attachment because of some bird-brained dumb dumb.

But my other course-mates have been a great help so far, especially Nad, Andy, Yvonne and Hoi Yan. Not forgetting, the student nurses from ITE; Zulaikha, Subaidah and Marissa!

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YOU GUYS HAVE TO KNOW ABOUT THE INCIDENT THAT HAPPENED ON MONDAY! I confirm, guarantee and chop with you that I will never forget what happened for as long as I live!

I walked into the room and saw that one of the three patients who're under me wasn't around. One of the ENs mentioned that she went for some kinda surgery so I just thought, "Hmm, ok. She'll be back later on."

The patient DID come back to the ward. But while this EN, Zulaikha and I were monitoring her parameters, her blood pressure fell! I mean, it really dropped to a record low! And her oxygen level was declining as well. So the EN notified one of the doctors and he came rushing into the room to check on the patient. Code Blue and maximum ward management was announced!

Well, I didn't know what to do back then. All I remember is seeing a whole group of practitioners running to the patient's bed and CPR was commenced.

And there I was, standing by the bedside like some kuku-head.

WEI!!! IT'S SCARY OK!! SOMEONE WAS ON THE VERGE OF DEATH RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.

Don't ask me what happened next. Let's NOT even think about going there.

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Thursday! I was damn fucked up because that idiot missed her break and went for MY break yet again. Cheebye right?! You miss your break, that's YOUR problem. DO NOT cause inconvenience for others just so you can get your stomach filled for the evening. My suggestion to you: Get an alarm clock that rings really loudly. Cause obviously, the watch attached to your uniform is of NO USE.

Andy wasn't around because he had to attend SHS.

That evening, there was a new admission case, so Nad and I stayed on until 9.30pm to do the admission for this old gentleman. Hahaha! He's really cute man! Nad was orientating him and asking him about his health history when she stopped half-way to fill his answers in the admission form. The uncle then looked up and asked, "Eh, finished already ah?"

Nad: Huh? No, no. haven't yet.

Cute uncle: Oh ok. Don't stop hor... continue asking me more questions.

*Nad and I began to "arm qhio"*

It was almost 11pm when I reached home that night ok!! Nabeh! But never mind... never mind... at least Nad and I learnt something. Unlike some fuckers who sign off at 9pm sharp just so they can go home and sleep.

With shittified learning attitudes like these, they wouldn't be able to go far in life anyway. So people, DON'T BE LIKE AH!

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What about Friday? Andy wasn't around again and my break time got cut short once more (nothing surprising now eh?). It got cut so short, I was cursing and swearing for the whole 10 minutes that I was in the staff room. Hoi Yan had to deal with all my rantings. Haha!

"Fuck that woman lah! Cheebye! Forever causing me to be late for my break. Bloody idiot.. FUCK LAR!!!!!!!!!"

Let's call this inconsiderate brat "Marley". Those from NR0608, keep it to yourselves if you know who it is ok? *sinister smile*

One of the patients in Yvonne's room wanted to be transferred from the chair back into the bed. But she could only speak Hokkien and neither Yvonne, Marley nor Nad understood Hokkien. So I went to help them translate what she said into English.

Simple. She wanted to go back into her bed; but she just had four of her toes amputated due to gangrene and couldn't stand on her own. So duh, she needed us to lift her up.

Nad and I lifted her up from the chair while Yvonne and Marley stood at the other side of the bed, ready to pull her in. The moment the patient's buttock touched the bed, Yvonne pulled her in and what was Marley doing?? She stood by the bedlights and stared at us while we worked!

C'mon lah, member!! Take some initiative please! How do you expect Yvonne to pull in an old woman who weighed more than 60 kilos on her own?! Let's not talk about whether you have initiative or not. Yvonne and you are close friends. You see your friend having difficulty in performing a task, the first thing that comes to your mind is to HELP HER right?

Basket.

Instead, what did you do? Stand at the corner and show us that qian bian stoned face. Kau jangan main main dengan aku ah! Serpak you then you know!

And similar to Thursday, Nad and I stayed on till way after 9pm to help an old man change diapers. It didn't help that he had this sharp piercing pain at his left shoulder. What's more, his wife kept coming to his bedside to see what we're doing.

Aunty, the moment Nad and I draw the curtains, please take a hint and just sit somewhere lah. You keep popping your head in every 5 seconds to remind us that his shoulder is injured... we get irritated and we cannot finish our work on time.

Just when the aunty went away, a medical student came and wanted to draw the uncle's blood for some "urgent test". So Nad and I had to stop what we're doing (again!!!!) and that overly-anxious aunty popped her head in to see what's going on (AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!).

RRRRROOOOAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!

By the time both of us signed off, Nad's hair was a total mess!! Her curls were all over the place. WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I should take a picture of her with that hairstyle someday and post it up here. LoL~! She'll get soooo mad, she'll shoot me.

My left eye was bloodshot red due to using my contacts for more than 8 hours. I went to see an eye specialist on Saturday and she advised me not to wear my lenses for the next one week or so. Dammit!

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Lionel Lewis did Singapore and NYP proud last night. Go Young Lions!!!!

Loved that penalty save!

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Lastly, I've decided to do a monthly evaluation for each month for the whole of 2007. So at the end of the year (which is still damn far away), I'll be able to conclude whether or not 2007 has been a good year for me.

Of course I'm hoping it'd be good lah!

Ok, time to study for medical sociology. BBBBOOORRRRIINNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Dedicated to you =p

How can I just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you,
ooh You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave
'cause we've shared the laughter and the pain
and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
oh there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now,
well there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds
and that's what I've got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
well there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Now take a look at me now,
'cause there's just an empty space
But to wait for you,
is all I can do and that's what I've got to face

Take a good look at me now,
cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It's the chance I've gotta take

Take a look at me now

Friday, January 26, 2007

I'm almost there!!

One down... just two more to go!

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Dreams DO NOT come true

At least I hope they don't become reality. I had the freakiest dream on the night of 23rd January (Happy Birthday, ANDY!!)

In that dream, I was a student nurse (kinda redundant but whatever!) and I was already off-duty. So there I was, posing like some top model outside the Nurse manager's office when HE walked out of the office.

You might be thinking, "So?"

Now lemme tell you this: HE was a male nursing student. Same cohort as me!

To me, it's scary!! I've always had the impression that he'll grow up to be someone earning an estimated 10K per month. And then I see him in a male nurse's uniform?! Oh my... THE HORROR OF THE HORRORS!!!!!

Also, if I'm not mistaken, I called and asked him out while in DreamLand. Hahaha!!! Ya'll know that I'll never call him or ask him out.

All my life, I may have dreamt of beautiful and sweet things and wished that my dreams would all come true. But after this one dream, I hope it all stay as, erm, dreams. CANNOT COME TRUE AH!

Eh, wah lao. I'm terrified now man. What if one day while transferring a patient to the assisted bathroom in a commode and I bump into him along the ward corridoor?!

MY GAWD!!!!!

Please don't let that happen!!!!

To you: Tolong lah!! Choose some other profession which is completely unrelated to mine can? Please, please, please! Even if you have to work in a hopsital (as a cleaner, porter, HCA or whatever shit), don't come to the same hospital as me leh.. I very shy lah. *blush*

Monday, January 22, 2007

READ IT AND READ IT WELL!

To the fuckface who stole $15 from my wallet while I was on duty, you'd better pray with all your might that I never find out who the hell you are! I'm not joking when I say I will "kiap" your nipples so hard, it'll turn purple and FALL OFF!

One of my patients past away not long after her operation today so thou shall not ruin this time of mourning on some arse who took away what I earned for working 3 hours at BB.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Whoo! I'm halfway done!

I'm telling you, I haven't had such a good workout in the longest time. Oh yes, a very L-O-N-G time. Who needs dumbbells anyway?!

I snoozing away this morning in my oh-so-comfy bed when mumsie woke me up at bloody 8.00am because daddykins needed my help to pack up a few more stuffs at the old junk place. Need MY help?! What about my sis??? That bugger slept through the morning until way past 11. Although I love my shoulders (man-shoulders actually), it sucks when others automatically assume that I'm all beefed up at the top half of my body.

IT'S ALL FLAB AND NO MUSCLE LAR!!!!!

So I had to pack up stuff there, bring 'em down to the car, unload it off the car, bring it up to the new place (having to walk along a long corridoor and go down a flight of stairs before reaching!) and place it neatly by the walls.

Think it's really that easy? Try doing this routine a dozen times.

I downed two cans of peach tea immediately after that. AND IT WASN'T EVEN ENOUGH TO QUENCH MY THIRST.

Aching arms, raw fingers and unquenched thirst aside, everything's pretty much in place right now. Can't wait for my shelf to arrive so I can arrange all my novels, comics and notes. I get claustrophobic the moment I walk into my room cause those boxes occupy so much space, my room looks really tiny (ok, fine. i'm exaggerating, but it's really small lah!).

Oh, right! I gotta blog about this (though it won't be a very detailed one cause attachment starts in about 8 hours' time). I was at Claralicious' place on Saturday night for dinner after she accompanied me to get a new pair of specs. And when I was out with her, dad was calling me non-stop; asking where I was, what time I was gonna come home... uh... fathers!

So I finished my food and left at around 8.30pm since there was a to-die-for match at 8.40! Liverpool vs. Chelsea leh! Which soccer fan is retarded enough to miss it!?! NOT ME!

The moment I alighted from the bus, I received an sms from my darling licious babe, "Liverpool score first goal". I was like, what the fuck?! I missed it lah!!! ARGH!!

I ran the rest of the way home (take note: the bus-stop that I alighted at is no where near my place), pierced the key into the key-hole, tugged at the door for abit, rushed in for the remote control, only to find out that Starhub screwed up the connection for all the SCV channels (initially I thought the tv was screwed but then I realised that channel 5 and 8 could still be watched).

Bloody hell! The Kop won the Blues by 2 goals to nil AND I MISSED THE ENTIRE MATCH (not by choice though, so I can't be considered a retard).

Ok, that shall be all for tonight. I've got many pictures to upload but it all gotta wait until those 6 weeks of attachments and 2 weeks of exams are over. Sleep tight, monkeys!

PS: Licious, my offer of being your emcee for just half a million is still up for grabs!

Shagged me!

YES! This new place finally has wireless connection. But I wouldn't be able to blog for long cause I still have tonnes of unpacking to do!

I love my new place, my new room, my new bedsheets/pillows/wardrobe... dah dah dah! But what I absolutely detest about movingwould be the process of UNPACKING! It just drives you crazy! And I wouldn't have to do push-ups for the next decade or so, I guess. Lifting those damned cardboard boxes and the frickin' WASHING MACHINE should pretty much do wonders to my flabby upper limbs.

Gotta ciao now! Byeeeee.....!!!!!!!

- no more chances. you've screwed 'em all up -

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

They're still copying me. I dunno why!

Don't you just hate it when someone mindlessly copies your style of writing and acts as though copying is second nature? I simply don't understand why they can't find their own writing identity. Is it really THAT hard? I mean, there's no point trying to blog in a similar way as someone because YOU ARE NOT THAT PERSON.

When others read your blog, they expect to read something written by YOU; not by someone else. It's worse when it comes to me reading your blog cause I'll be confused at whether or not it is written by you or me. So why don't you get your mothafuckin' ass out of wherever you are right now and sign up for writing lessons?!

Gawd~!

I am remarkably disgusted at how thick the skin of copycats are!! Seriously. It's not as though this person doesn't know that I read his/her blog. I, for one, am thoroughly aware that he/she visits my blog on a very regular basis. Go on, read my entries and look at my pictures... BUT DON'T YOU DARE RIP WORDS/PHRASES/SENTENCES OFF MY POSTS AND USE IT AT YOUR OWN WILL.

Others have told me that I should feel proud because there are losers out there who turn to my entries for bombastic terms when their brains are choked up with rainwater (it's been raining these past few days eh?). BUT NO!! I so do not feel "proud". How can my ego be boosted when my work is being stolen at such an alarming rate?! On the contrary, I am INSULTED. To the maximum level.

I'll be keeping an eye on how this person continues to blog. If he/she doesn't get the hint and stop doing whatever he/she has been doing for the last few months, I'm gonna put a link up here and cause shame and embarrassment to him/her.

Take it as a warning and take it SERIOUSLY!

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I'll be shifting this Saturday. The new house is alot smaller... but I'm sure it'll be alot cosier as compared to this piece of junk that I've been living in since mid-2001. Mum and Dad have chosen great colours for the rooms, kitchen and living room. Flooring's cool too!

Aiyayaya... I was so looking forward to having my scarlet red room!! But Mumsie chose Apricot orange instead for my sis and I. Ah well, I'm cool with orange. The computer's gonna be in my room. Oh yeah baby!

Eventhough we'll be moving out in less than a week, I've yet to start packing my stuff. Haha! So far, only my novels have gone into those cardboard boxes. My accessories, clothes, shoes, textbooks, lecture notes etc. are still lying all over the place. Dang! I might have to cancel this Friday's pool session.

UNFAIR!

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A friend had tickets to "Dance Floor" and asked me to tag along; balcony seating. So go lor. I met Yana, NJ, Fairuz and Fifie at the MediaCorp reception. I MISS THEM LOADS!

Li-lin was super beautiful. SML were fucking cool. Spider just blew me off my feet (literally!). Style from beyond's dance routine was simply breathtaking.

Fucking rain!

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Note: Don't send me emails or messages asking me "who's the person in topic" for my last few entries. If I had the intention of telling, I would've used his/her name or initials. There wouldn't be a need to go through all this trouble to keep that person's identity confidential. Neither is there a need for you all to be so kaypoh lah!

A huge shout-out of thanks to:

1) DEnise
Thank you for always hearing me out, hon! I appreciate all that you've done to help me. No amount of thanks is sufficient. But still, THANK YOU for accompanying me on the 7th and being such a good listener. May our friendship blossom like a rose in spring time and stand strong throughout the frosty winds of winter! =)

2) jOyCiE
My dear friend whom I haven't met in ages! Your words of encouragement and concern are just PRICELESS! You have no idea how I felt after reading it all. Thank you for remembering lil' me and thank you for taking time-out to show how much you care. It's a promise that we'll meet up soon.

3) CLARALICIOUS <3
Gone are the days when we avoided each other! LoL~! Cheers to the everlasting friendship that we have! Pretty lady, you were my source of strength during the most tormenting times and whether you choose to believe it or not, you're the only one that's been able to help me out so far because you know me so well. To certain people, you may be a bitch. But not to me. You're my licious baby! THANK YOU & I LOVE YA! (you still owe me one pool session hor!)

Monday, January 15, 2007

Currently In School (edited version)

MY DECISION HAS BEEN MADE AND FINALISED. LET THE FINAL COUNTDOWN BEGIN.

-May the things that are mine stay with me while those that I do not own return to wherever they come from-


-Now you bastard(s) just sit back and watch how this all end MY WAY-


-I'm going back for rehabilitation to get my character shaped once again. Yes, sacrifice is GOOD-


-Now's the time for YOU to be afraid; very afraid-

Thursday, January 11, 2007

I will hurt you

All this while, you've been so superficial. I should've known better. This applies to YOU and YOU!

"YOU" number 1:
You're shameless and despicable. You've NEVER been my friend and NEVER WILL BE. How I thank God for that! I hope one day, you'll just drop dead and have vultures feast on your damned remains. Fucking sonofabitch! Reflect on yourself before accusing me of doing something I WILL NEVER DO!

"YOU" number 2:
You're no better. I can't believe how easily deceived I was on that particular day. I was foolish to think what I did. But guess what? I've come back to my senses and I'm gonna survive this torment you've placed me in. I may have fallen down, but I've yet to fall out. If you ever get hurt by anyone, keep in mind, I WANT IT TO BE ME!

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

I'm sorry ='(

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Yeah, new year!

Hmm, I watched Charlotte's web with Ian yesterday at Cathay Building. Touching movie. When Charlotte was about to die, I turned to Ian and said, "Omg, Ian, I'm gonna cry!!"

He just laughed!

Had a pretty interesting conversation on the phone with a certain someone whom I never thought I would ever contact again. Quite fun lah.

- i AM a cute little girl what! -