
Monday, October 05, 2009
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Saturday, October 03, 2009
O-M-G!!!!! Please don't die, blog! *commences CPR*
1. Spent an awesome month with Vee Han in Adelaide. Seriously, your visit was the highlight of my year. If only If only I had a less hectic rotation at that time. I'd have ran away from hospital and gladly frolicked around Adelaide with you. More pictures of Vee Han's Adelaide Trip soon.
2. Parties and dinners galore! Since getting a car and the start of my final semester, I've been to so many new places in Adelaide. I think it's the combination of friends saying their farewells before they leave for work interstate/overseas and last-minute attempts to enjoy freedom before we all become slaves to the hospital.
3. Med Ball at the Stamford Grand Hotel in Glenelg. My first and last med ball. The theme was Masquerade, so everyone came with masks. It started off rather unpleasantly: we came late and discovered there were no more tables left! So WTF right. There should have been reserved tables for 6th years. Spent an hour or so wandering around the ballroom finding spare seats. The food was only so-so (teeny tiny portions) but at least the alcohol was free-flow... It turned out to be a fun night in the end, but was a little disappointed considering the ticket was worth AUD112.50.
4. Went to the Royal Adelaide Show for the first time! Absolutely fantastic day. Good company, cool sights and sounds, heaps of fun stuff. I felt like a kid again. More photos to come on that too.
5. I GOT MY INTERNSHIP CONTRACT!!!!!!! Starting January 2010, I will be working in the Lyell McEwin Hospital. Now all I have to do is to get my act together and start filling up all those forms!! Arghhhhhhh so many things to do, so little time!
6. Specials Week a.k.a. The Week Where Everyone Slacks Off and Parties. There were some really good lectures on ENT and Opthalmology, but a big chunk of the other stuff could have been condensed into perhaps....one afternoon? Seriously, things like HAND WASHING and PATIENT LITERACY shouldn't take up the entire day. -_-" Anyhow, spent some quality time with Jebbrine, Su Chuen, Cynthia and Jason that week. Had a picnic by the Torrens River, various dinners and trips to dessert places/bars. Seems that the medical students and some doctors favor this particular lounge/club in the city... the med students seem to be adjourning to that place every other weekend. I'm not complaining though. The music is not bad and there's no entry fee.
7. Went to a Lantern Festival Event in Elder Park with Jebbrine, Cynthia and Jason today. Interesting Chinese Martial Arts performances, and a lantern parade. The lanterns were a tad disappointing.... I mean, there were a few nice ones and some were made by primary school kids but a few of them....I would describe them as "TAK BOLEH PAKAI". You'll understand why when you see the photos.
Damn, so many photos to put up right? I find it so much easier to put them on Facebook, but I don't want my blog to 'feel neglected'. I shall strive to bring you back to life, Blog! You shall flourish like a lotus from the mud!!!
*Hmm.. I think the scented candles must have muddled my brain a little.*
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Merdeka? Daulat Tuanku? Jahanam Budaya Barat?
Monday, July 27, 2009
OMG Psycho Medical Student!!!
'I had an unbelievable view': Female medical student murdered two elderly women so she could study death
By Will Stewart
Last updated at 9:25 AM on 23rd July 2009
A medical student murdered two elderly women so she could study the process of dying for her doctorate.The 24-year-old - named only as Tatyana - killed her victims with an axe before observing their last moments. Russian police say the woman confessed to the killings.
The first victim was her neighbour Olga Stepushenko, 85. 'I took the axe and hit her to the head several times,' said Tatyana.'When she fell down, I sat next to her and waited until she died. I had an unbelievable view.'Four days later she murdered Olga's neighbour, 87-year-old Zoya Karpova, who she struck eight times with the weapon.Tatyana returned to the flat over the next two weeks to study the rotting corpse, making notes about the decomposition of the body. 'I wanted to have more details of the death process to use it in my work,' she said. 'I aimed to see how the worms would decompose Zoya's body.'
She included the observations in her dissertation at a top medical institute.
The student, from Novosibirsk in Siberia, who was close to qualifying as a surgeon, was arrested before she could complete her analysis.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
Tea Party at Thanh-Thao's
One of the highlights of my otherwise quiet winter holidays. Thanh-Thao, Jenna and Yin Yee came up with this great idea of hosting afternoon tea. Good job everyone on putting together this fabulous assortment of English (and not-so-english) goodies! When a group of girls come together, beautiful things happen. :P The guys helped too.... they helped eat.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
The longest post I've made so far...
First and foremost, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA!!! Hope you had a good time tonight, and glad you enjoyed the bottle of Merlot. I wish I could be there to celebrate with you.
Despite being more than halfway through my winter holidays in Adelaide, I still can't shake this cloud of laziness around me. I was supposed to blog about heaps of things, but just never got around to doing it. So now allow me to present to you a compendium of significant events in the past couple of months:
1. OMGWTF Hot Water Service Broke on a Saturday Evening!!!
Yup. This happened last month. And Ken had conveniently left for Brisbane. Late in the afternoon, I noticed the pipe coming out from the side of the house, just above the toilet on the top floor was trickling water. Strange..... So I called the plumber. He said it could be either a burst water tank or a broken valve in the hot water service. At first I was reluctant to call him in as weekend plumbing service is super expensive. The plumber said as long as the ceiling or walls aren't leaking, it should hold up till monday. Fair enough. Called and left a message on the real estate agent's phone, but she didn't reply. Then later in the evening, the trickling from the pipe turned into a GUSHING WATERFALL. And water started dripping from the toilet lights! I was like "Ok.... this is not good. I don't think this will hold up another 2 days!" I tried to get a hold of the agent another half dozen times but no reply. I tried to get a plumber in but none would come at that time of the night. The gushing wasn't stopping. The backyard garden had flooded. And to make matters worse, I couldn't bloody find the water main! Wanted to turn off the water supply to avoid wasting water, and to prevent the ceiling from turning to mush.... But no, the water main was so cleverly hidden. Got a neighbour to help me hunt for the elusive water main. We were squatting around in the muddy backyard when I heard sirens and saw huge flashing lights. Apparently another neighbour was concerned over the gushing water and called the FIRE BRIGADE. Not one, but TWO FIRE TRUCKS appeared. I was dressed in my pajamas with my hair all messy and pants rolled up and feet all muddy, squatting in the pitch-black garden with a fucking mini torchlight (you know, those maglites medical students sometimes use for eye examination?), when this horde of firemen descended upon me. They were in full fire-fighting regalia, yellow fire-proof jackets, hats, boots and all. And they shined these mega-huge torchlights onto my face like I was some pendatang haram or something, and said: "Good evening. Did someone report a flooding?" O-M-G. So embarrassing. Anyhow the firemen were really nice and went into the house to look for the source of the leak. Then they got called away to attend to a car crash, and CAME BACK AGAIN! "We decided to come back to see how you're going. Did you manage to get a plumber?" The real estate agent finally called back and was quite understanding of the situation. Apparently this happened to the other units too.... Eventually a plumber turned up and diagnosed the problem: a burst hot water service valve. Climbed into the roof to turn off the hot water. He then came back the following day to replace it. He couldn't find any leak into the ceiling, so I'm still wondering how the water got into the toilet lights. So in the end it turned out alright. Just no hot water for a couple of days. BUT the agent called 2 weeks later and OMG... the plumbing bill amounted to AUD700!!!!! The replacement valve only cost AUD40!!! That is some crazy plumbing bill! Fortunately, my housemate and I didn't have to pay (not our fault anyway). At that point I was thinking, maybe I should have just came here after high school and became a plumber. Why work so hard in medical school anyway? Damn.
Winter holidays usually coincide with my birthday, and I'll usually be back home. *Thanks Kakh for the touching, super-cute snail-mail!* The IMU girls took me out for a yummy Italian dinner in Hyde Park that night. Absolutely fantastic. =)
The following photos speak for themselves. =)
4. End of Semester 1 celebration at the Pink Pig, Spatz and Elysium!
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
I wanna cosplay too!











Thought those cosplayers were good? Well, This one here below is the best!! KAKH IT'S YOUR FAVOURITE MUAHAHAHAHAAA!!! May it haunt you in your sleep! *evil grin*

Tuesday, June 02, 2009
'Personal Matter'?
Teen model escapes 'abusive' Malaysian prince
AFP June 1, 2009, 6:36 pm
JAKARTA (AFP) - A teenage US-Indonesian model has returned to her family in Indonesia with tales of abuse, rape and torture at the hands of a Malaysian prince, after her dramatic escape with the help of Singapore police.
Manohara Odelia Pinot, 17, told reporters she was treated like a sex slave after her marriage last year to Tengku Temenggong Mohammad Fakhry, the prince of Malaysia's Kelantan state.
Her mother, Daisy Fajarina, said she would press charges against the 31-year-old prince, and blamed the Malaysian and Indonesian governments for trying to cover up the alleged abuse.
"The things I've been afraid of were revealed to be true. Manohara has suffered physical abuse. She's got several razor cuts on her chest," Fajarina told AFP on Monday.
"No parent could be silent if their child was treated in such a barbaric way."
The Malaysian government had ignored her pleas for access to her daughter and had blocked her from entering the country, she said, while the Indonesian embassy had said that Manohara was fine with her new husband.
But the young woman -- a well-known socialite in Jakarta -- said her life at the royal palace involved a "daily routine" of rape, abuse, torture and occasional drug injections that made her vomit blood.
She said she was usually held under guard in her bedroom at the palace and was injected with tranquilisers whenever she complained.
"I am still traumatised by all that happened and it has left an impact on me," she told reporters in Jakarta on Sunday, after escaping the royal family during a trip to Singapore over the weekend.
"Sexual abuse and sexual harassment were like a daily routine for me, and he did that every time I did not want to have sexual intercourse," she was quoted as saying in The Jakarta Globe.
"I could never think a normal man could do such things," she said, adding: "Some parts of my body were cut by a razor."
"I've been treated like an animal. I'm like his property and I was in his room and whenever he wants to play with me he just goes into the room and plays with me. I'm like an object."
The teenager -- whose fairy-tale wedding to a prince captured the imagination of Indonesia -- said she would be tortured if she did not appear to be happy when she attended social functions with Fakhry.
She said she secretly called Singaporean police and pleaded for help after the royal family took her to Singapore when they accompanied Fakhry's father, Sultan Ismail Petra Shah II, for medical treatment.
"The police told Fakhry that he would be held in jail if he did not let me go. No one could force me against my will in Singapore and I knew I had a chance to escape," she said.
The model once voted as being among Indonesia's "100 Precious Women" said she escaped her guards by pushing the Singapore hotel elevator's emergency button.
They were reluctant to chase her because they knew the scene would be captured on security cameras.
She blasted the Indonesian embassy in Malaysia, saying: "They made it worse by telling lies, saying that I was fine while I was suffering in Kelantan."
A spokesman for the Indonesian foreign ministry insisted the embassy had done everything it could to help Manohara and said the government would assist her if she wanted to file charges against her husband.
But Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin said the government would not investigate the allegations.
"I think this is more of a personal matter. To date we have not been dragged into it, so we want to leave it as it is," he told reporters in Kuala Lumpur.
Malaysia's royal rulers used to enjoy immunity from criminal and civil charges but the privilege was removed in 1993.
There has been no comment from the Kelantan royal family.
Manohara's lawyer, Yuri Darmas, said she would have a medical examination to back up her allegations of abuse.
"We need one to two days to gather evidence before we file a lawsuit to the Malaysian police," he said, adding that he intended to pursue criminal and civil lawsuits against the prince.
Manohara has already filed for divorce, her mother said.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Welcome to the Racist Side of Australia
It was 5.30pm yesterday, I was on East Terrace, just finished watching "Angels and Demons" at Nova Palace Cinema ($6 student tickets for the month of May!). I was contemplating taking my usual route through Rymill Park to get back home. The sun had just gone down. I saw a young Indian couple walking in front of me and they were heading through the park. Figure that it should be safe enough if I walked behind them.... Halfway into the park, I saw this caucasian man standing around on the green. The minute he saw us, he started shouting and cursing God knows what. I could only make out "fucking" and "black". Typical racist stuff. Then he started throwing stuff at us. His paper cup (probably containing alcohol) and rubbish, stones etc.... The Indian couple and I just ignored him and tried to walk faster. To must surprise, the white guy rushed towards us. My panic buttons were going off like crazy already. He went for the Indian guy, grabbed him and started hitting him!!! The poor fella was struggling and his partner and I were just stunned. Seriously I should have screamed or something but I was just stunned. After a while the Indian guy managed to break free and the 3 of us ran out of the park.
Thank goodness he wasn't injured. I called the police when I got back, and was told to go to the station the next day to make a statement. I did exactly that, but lo and behold, when I told my story to the policewoman, I was just dismissed. True, I guess reporting anything must be pretty useless, considering I don't know who was attacker or the victim. Nothing they can do about it right? But I thought I could at least provide a collateral history of sorts should the Indian guy decide to report. No, they didn't even take down anything for records. I felt that they were quite nonchalant about the whole thing. Racial attacks? No worries. That was the vibe I was getting. In this same week, four Indian students in Victoria were brutally assaulted. One of them is in critical condition.. Even if he does survive, he will probably be blind and have brain damage. Check out the article for yourself here and here.
This isn't the first incident I've seen. Saw 2 white old ladies throwing crude remarks at African migrants (calling them animals and whatnot) in the bus. I had a feeling they could be refugees as they travelled in a large group, consisted only of women and children and had a caucasian lady as a 'tour guide' and showing them how to use the bus. Anyway the 2 old ladies didn't stop at jeering, they hollered throughout the entire bus ride bout how "these filthy animals are allowed into our country" and proceeded to fight with the guide and chase them down the street. Old ladies: they still have what it takes to be rabid.
And yes, I've met racist patients too. But then again, as long as there is a majority race, there will be exploitation and undermining of the 'lesser races'. It seems to be the wisdom of the world. Granted, most Aussies are very friendly and open hearted, but the racist minority make such a horrbile, indelible mark. Also, I don't like people giving the excuse that "he's drunk, not racist, he doesn't mean all that!" Come on. Alcohol disinhibits people. It causes people to say and act in ways that they normally wouldn't provided normal social constraints. But surely they must have been thinking it, to actually act on it.
I'm still keen on working in Australia, it's a nice place. For which is worse: being treated as a second-class citizen in a foreign country, or your own?
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Through the Years and Far Away - ほしのこえ
Are you doing fine?
I'm lonely as everything in birth
Sometimes in the dark
When I close my eyes
I dream of you, the planet Earth
If I could fly across this night
Faster than the speed of light
I would spread these wings of mine
Through the years and far away
Far beyond the milky way
See the shine that never blinks
The shine that never fades
Thousand years and far away
Far beyond the silky way
You're the shine that never blinks
The shine that never dies
Hello, tiny star
Can you hear me call?
I'm so blind as everything at birth
If I could flow against these nights
Straighter than the string of light
I would lay these hands on time
Through the years and far away
Far beyond the milky way
See the shine that never blinks
The shine that never fades
Thousand years and far away
Far beyond the silky way
You're the shine that never blinks
The shine that never dies
Through the years and far away
Far beyond the milky way
You're the shine that never blinks
The shine that never dies
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Anzac weekend in the Yorke Peninsula a.k.a. The Little Emu Chronicles
By the time we reached Innes National Park, it was 4pm and the sun was going down soon. Managed to skim through some of the coastlines and beaches in the park. One of the beaches was called "Little Emu Beach". And throughout our journey in the park there were several emu crossing signs. There was an Emu Street in Wallaroo, where we had lunch the following day. Plus my car was a lovely sky blue shade, similar to the colour of some emu feathers (I think.... Slobby Emu (refer below) does seem to have blue bits). So I asked my beloved, "What do you think if I name my car Little Emu?" Surprse, surprise, my dearly beloved let out a collosal *snort* and replied: "Up to you....."
Slideshow with more photos:
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Phantom of the Opera
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Where have all the cool cartoons gone?
Remember the good ol' Saturday morning cartoons from the 80's and 90's? Jem, My Little Pony, He-Man, GI Joe, Denver the Last Dinosaur, Smurfs, Dungeons and Dragons, Thundercats, etc etc etc.... I can probably name a list as long as my arm. I really miss those carefree years. Anyway.... this is probably the most pointless and nonsensical one... Came across it on Youtube. This show was so random it never made any sense, but I still found it heaps funny. Ahhh... sweet nostalgia...



















