Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Dysphasia
Try pronounce this as fast as you can:
vestibulocerebellum spinocerebellum cerebrocerebellum archicerebellum paleaocerebellum cuneocerebellum
tectum tegmentum tentorium
Congratulations! You've made it!
Now repeat 10 times. Good luck!
vestibulocerebellum spinocerebellum cerebrocerebellum archicerebellum paleaocerebellum cuneocerebellum
tectum tegmentum tentorium
Congratulations! You've made it!
Now repeat 10 times. Good luck!
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
SHIT!
SHIT!!!
Shit number 1
Hostel no water supply again
Shit number 2
The Nagoya aunty put other's clothe in my bag
Shit number 3
Fake personality around
Shit number 4
People talking bout people behind people
Shit number 5
My money used up again
Shit number 6
Tomorrow PBL hvnt prepared
Shit number 7
Damn tired
Shit number 8
EOB on Monday I still wasting my time here blogging
Shit number 9
The cat start shit-ing in front of my apartment again
Shit number 10
A post-ful of SHIT
~a shit-ful day~
Sunday, February 25, 2007
After exam...
Actually exam's over a few centuries ago.
Yeah! Finish loo.. Soon i'll forget 70% of the block 4 stuff =P
Straight after that, Grace and i decided to go lunch and gai gai together. Everybody busy packing balik kampung. Haiz.. My flight on the other day li.. Have to slow slow wait..
We went to Saberkas and had lunch at Hong Kong noodle house. Long time din go so i ordered cantonese mee. Why leh? I dunno. But that was nice. At least nicer than cafe food.
After full full, we walked here walked there dunno where to go. Sigh.. Maybe medic students only live for exam. Exam over, life become meaningless. Naah.. Our holiday just started neh.. Time to enjoy life!
At last, we went to Indian street! Wow! My 1st experience going to town by bus!! Smart eLi hehe.. Luckily Grace knows hokkien so we went back hostel safely. Coz the ah mah at the ticket booth looks like dunno how to speak Mandarin -.-"
At night i went dinner at "Syiok!" with pui wen and ming ming. Nice fish de la francais!! The uncle pronounced it wrong le.. >.< Then, we went Kenyalang and saw people hanging Mr. Bean! Oh my god..
XXX xxx XXX
Yeah again! Time to go home.
Early in the morning, my sifu sent me to the airport. After check-in, hmm, i thought this time sure no delay la.. So ming ming, faiz, ira and eLi sat patiently in the plane waiting for it to fly.
The plane moved...
1 min..
2 min..
5 min...
30 min....
zzz....
"We're sorry for the inconvenience caused. The first engine on the left side is having some problem. We need about 1.5 hours to fix the problem. Please remember to get your transit pass before getting down the flight. Meanwhile, please proceed to "Only Mee" and enjoy your refreshment...."
That's how i got my free breakfast / lunch.
See, faiz never finish his food. That's why he always looked anaemic and hypoglycaemic.
Finally, we got on the plane and departed from Kuching at 12.55pm. Original time was 9.20am.
Upon reaching, all of us waited for our luggages. They got theirs and left. Then i kept on wait and wait...Where's mine?
GONE!!!
How come this kind of thing can happen??? Oh no, oh no!!
My luggage very big one leh, weighed 12.4kgs... T_T Inside got many many clothes (all those that i planned to bring back to Ipoh and let mummy wash), 4 pairs of shoes, my lab coat, dove shampoo and conditioner, bed sheet, towel, Unimas t-shirt, and the jacket which mummy bought me 5 years ago.
I like the jacket very very much. Not because it is B.U.M. It's neither very nice nor expensive. Just because it is a gift from mummy, out of no reason. It's full of love. And now i lost it!! Blame me blame me!!! T_T
Silly eLi cry cry at the lost and found counter. >.< pai seh..
I made report and they said if they really can't find my luggage, they will compensate as much as RM48 per kg. Where enough wor???
Since my bus ticket 5.30pm, i waited there for miracle to happen. 2 hours passed. I saw khairi and badrul arriving. What the hell. I was supposed to reach home now if no delay, no luggage lost, no change of bus schedule!!
I prayed prayed prayed and prayed.
I phoned : baba, ming ming
I smsed : mr tall, thong
I received phone calls from: mama, mr tall, thong
No use. My luggage not on the other plane AK5206. I was about to give up. Suddenly the uncle who made report for me called me! Aha! That's my luggage in his hand!! Thank god for answering my prayer.
The story was, an uncle mistook my luggage. He only realised that after he reached home.
The moral of the story is, don't ever use an uncle-looking-luggage!
Along the journey back to Ipoh, i sat with a popo with diabetes and Herbeden's nodes on all her fingers. Kesiannye.. And suprisingly i was on the same bus with atifah and azi. Najib must be very jealous.
Finally, the prince and the princess lived happily ever after.
Yeah! Finish loo.. Soon i'll forget 70% of the block 4 stuff =P
Straight after that, Grace and i decided to go lunch and gai gai together. Everybody busy packing balik kampung. Haiz.. My flight on the other day li.. Have to slow slow wait..
We went to Saberkas and had lunch at Hong Kong noodle house. Long time din go so i ordered cantonese mee. Why leh? I dunno. But that was nice. At least nicer than cafe food.
After full full, we walked here walked there dunno where to go. Sigh.. Maybe medic students only live for exam. Exam over, life become meaningless. Naah.. Our holiday just started neh.. Time to enjoy life!
At last, we went to Indian street! Wow! My 1st experience going to town by bus!! Smart eLi hehe.. Luckily Grace knows hokkien so we went back hostel safely. Coz the ah mah at the ticket booth looks like dunno how to speak Mandarin -.-"
At night i went dinner at "Syiok!" with pui wen and ming ming. Nice fish de la francais!! The uncle pronounced it wrong le.. >.< Then, we went Kenyalang and saw people hanging Mr. Bean! Oh my god..
XXX xxx XXX
Yeah again! Time to go home.
Early in the morning, my sifu sent me to the airport. After check-in, hmm, i thought this time sure no delay la.. So ming ming, faiz, ira and eLi sat patiently in the plane waiting for it to fly.
The plane moved...
1 min..
2 min..
5 min...
30 min....
zzz....
"We're sorry for the inconvenience caused. The first engine on the left side is having some problem. We need about 1.5 hours to fix the problem. Please remember to get your transit pass before getting down the flight. Meanwhile, please proceed to "Only Mee" and enjoy your refreshment...."
That's how i got my free breakfast / lunch.
See, faiz never finish his food. That's why he always looked anaemic and hypoglycaemic.
Finally, we got on the plane and departed from Kuching at 12.55pm. Original time was 9.20am.
Upon reaching, all of us waited for our luggages. They got theirs and left. Then i kept on wait and wait...Where's mine?
GONE!!!
How come this kind of thing can happen??? Oh no, oh no!!
My luggage very big one leh, weighed 12.4kgs... T_T Inside got many many clothes (all those that i planned to bring back to Ipoh and let mummy wash), 4 pairs of shoes, my lab coat, dove shampoo and conditioner, bed sheet, towel, Unimas t-shirt, and the jacket which mummy bought me 5 years ago.
I like the jacket very very much. Not because it is B.U.M. It's neither very nice nor expensive. Just because it is a gift from mummy, out of no reason. It's full of love. And now i lost it!! Blame me blame me!!! T_T
Silly eLi cry cry at the lost and found counter. >.< pai seh..
I made report and they said if they really can't find my luggage, they will compensate as much as RM48 per kg. Where enough wor???
Since my bus ticket 5.30pm, i waited there for miracle to happen. 2 hours passed. I saw khairi and badrul arriving. What the hell. I was supposed to reach home now if no delay, no luggage lost, no change of bus schedule!!
I prayed prayed prayed and prayed.
I phoned : baba, ming ming
I smsed : mr tall, thong
I received phone calls from: mama, mr tall, thong
No use. My luggage not on the other plane AK5206. I was about to give up. Suddenly the uncle who made report for me called me! Aha! That's my luggage in his hand!! Thank god for answering my prayer.
The story was, an uncle mistook my luggage. He only realised that after he reached home.
The moral of the story is, don't ever use an uncle-looking-luggage!
Along the journey back to Ipoh, i sat with a popo with diabetes and Herbeden's nodes on all her fingers. Kesiannye.. And suprisingly i was on the same bus with atifah and azi. Najib must be very jealous.
Finally, the prince and the princess lived happily ever after.