There are times when you think how in the world could you hate others....... until you realize all you've been is jealous

Ever since his wife died, Mr L has gotten more and more withdrawn, although he says that his wife was always the more sociable half. He has started losing interest in things around him, and feels tired most of the time. He finds that his motivation to do things has decreased, and life has become such a lonesome and boring place. Sometimes, he tears up spontaneously without any triggers and he also finds his sleep disturbed; finding it hard to sleep at night, his sleep cycle disturbed throughout and then waking up very early in the morning, a good few hours earlier than when he usually would.

His mobility is impaired due to the ulcer his leg, and his deformed Charchots; most of the time he only stays in his house. He lives with his daughter but since she works long hours, he only sees her for breakfast and is usually asleep when she returns. In between, he is usually left alone at home. He has had multiple history of falls and perhaps that’s one of the reason why he has given up the hope of venturing outside into the open. He is a T2DM on Insulin and it’s difficult to inject it himself, that’s why if his daughter does not come back in time, he actually does not have his night jab.

When asked, the only thing Mr L looks forward to is waking up in the wee hours of the morning and preparing breakfast for his daughter before she leaves for work. That appears to be his only human contact for the rest of the day. The spirits of the dead ones keep him company tho, and he welcomes them immensely.

“I had no shoes and complained, until I met a man who had no feet."

~Indian Proverb

Today we met a very eccentric doctor
His name is Mr Lvln, and he's a consultant surgeon

He reminded us once again why were we studying medicine
 He showed us what it means to be 'dedicated'
If I can survive with 4 hours of sleep per day why cant you?
Sometimes it hits me how much we're getting pampered in this generation of ours
Ask Mr Mjt how nasty he was to his HOs and MOs in the past
I became a surgeon at the age of x5 and sat for x qualifications in 5 years

Back in Dublin we had a dentist-oringomaxillary surgeon who became the first years medicine coordinator
His name is Dr J Las. And boy he was young and charismatic :P
(But he's actually not that young - still charismatic), we found out
What he told us then, haunts us again today
When you study medicine, you need an anatomy, a physio, a biochem and a patho book in front of you


I wouldnt mind doing surgery in Taiping tht's for sure (but I'll definitely need his prep talk alot!)

"Encik mane wad 18 ye?"
"Oh tepi wad gila..."
~The security guard who answered us this morning.

PRECIOUS.

I decided that I'd blog today no matter what the outcome, so here goes:

Attended the basketball tryouts this evening and no, I didn't get picked. Not even for the Freshers team...

Hmm.. not much that I have to say, I think I've tired myself out talking to me on the way back from the stadium. heh. And no, I'm not like (kill myself now!) kinda disappointed or anything, just a bit... hurt? haha, that's my pride saying hello again.

I realized that the team's standard is/was really high, and i asked myself if say i did get picked lah, would I have been able to commit to all those trainings? The first thing the coach told the last few who made the cut was "prepare to run. im going to work the shit out of y'all so if you cant run, say bye bye". lol typical b* american coach type. Kudos J'aime, I dunno how u pull it off but good job getting into div 1! =)

Lol, actually i'm quite hyper right now. It's been ages (like AGES) since I had proper training. Like people who actually played basketball ( sorry, no offense guys =P) and training involved lay ups from centre line without stops or pauses. =P Okay lah, sorry im biased. hahah, but it has really been so long since Institute Tec days! Altho tmrw my butt and hamstring muscles are going to be screaming. And I'm coughing like there's something stuck in my throat atm... dang, must have swallowed some capsulated h. influenza or something. HAHAHAH


It's okay Jo, your basketball days are over. At least you went for the tryouts so there are no regrets. And met some pretty interesting peeps.. like a geologist from S. Africa! Now all you've gotta do is sit at home, knit, bake and wait for your other half to come home. (Yeah, i lol'ed too) Die lah PMCSA-UCD team, your captain just lost a chunk of her esteem, quick somebody steam her up again!

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Don't you just love the way I make lemonades and see the glasses half full? I seem to be getting better and better at this, making up excuses of why and why nots, so does that mean I'm getting more optimistic, or that I'm just failing more?

For example, summer research. I'm not going too sugar coat things. I sucked. My grades sucked big time. I may have excelled as a researcher, but I failed as a student. It's not funny when your cgpa's going to be dragged down for 2 (twoe?!?!?!) sems because of something like this. In fact its just effing pissy. Sure, I keep telling myself that notwithstanding all, the experience was priceless, the people I met were indispensable, the conferences were truly eye-opening and I'm actually going to publish a paper under my name! but then i look at my grade and everything comes tumbling down... Hmm, I'm actually embarassed to meet my supervisor. Shit.

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Meh, the endorphins are finally leaving the happy receptors in my brain alone, so the shadows coming over again. (Bet Benny-G'll be impressed by my Happy receptors theory hahah) I also just found out that I'm not gonna be presenting for research night. Hmm, can i just skip it entirely? Since there's no free dinner either =P

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Celebrated Mhui's 22nd at The Alamo. Small event since she wanted it small. Mexican food, where i had Chilli con Carne (yeahh the one i serve in my restaurant in restaurant city lol) It's rice, plus beans plus... paprika? plus meat and cheese on top, and they serve it with a jalapeno sticking up lol. I think they overdid the beans. otherwise, guilty food with capital G! hahha cheesy, meaty, and everything else that goes with that.


And I also saw a guy who literally just stood up and started PREACHING in Temple Bar. I was like WOW! Very inspired! =)


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Happy Raya to all my Muslim friends out there!! =) ... and also those who are enjoying the holiday that comes with it.

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Oh I think I forgot to mention, my uni's women basketball team is like top 3 in Dublin/ Ireland or something.

I'm 5 foot 1 and this unfit. =D

Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
Drops of Jupiter, Train