I HATE PUCHIS!!!!

puchi = insect

and boy am i glad we dun have half the species here like we have in malaysia..for one thing, i am whooping happy that there are no ants..i hate ants, especially those lil red ones, the really tiny tiny asses with the real painful bite - they are really really annoying becos they especially love to crawl all over my house sofa and the kitchen table and even in my bedroom!! lord, they are everywhere!!! and whenever i go back home and get bitten ( i dunno why but it just seems to be me only - either these ants have something against me or the rest of the house people have adapted to it and developed some kinda immunity against it ), i have all these lil red spots, so much so that my lil sister who is not so lil has named it “7t’s puchikaddi syndrome” literally meaning 7t’s insect bite syndrome..

and dun even get me started on cockroaches..we are like sworn enemies..i hope my future house will be free of cockroaches..just as recent as last week, the babushka finally put some anti-tarakan powder in the kitchen - now the kitchen seems to be free of cockroaches but they seem to have fled to the nearest rooms, like mine..so every morning i get up, i am slamming the slippers against the wall or stomping on that stupid roach..but luckily, the russian roaches, though quite resistant to extreme temperatures, are quite small and unable to fly - not enuff food kot..whereas the ones in malaysia can fly from the kitchen to the other end of the house la, damn it!!!

its annoying to open the window - the small insects are everywhere!!! and this crazy moth is stalking me every night!!! not to mention that huge black moth which just suddenly appeared outta nowhere and scared me to death - really really..i was happily watching a movie and chuckling to meself when it just hit the laptop screen - i almost felt outta the chair!!! somehow i managed to chase it out the window and went to bed, chills all over, wondering what i’d do if it suddenly reappeared and sat on my face..

in form 6, we were supposed to catch insects and preserve them, at least 25 species were required..those were some of the most memorable times of my life..the times spent behind KHS in the jungle, the sungai congkak trip, the ride in the Storm at the back with the breeze rippling thru our hair, the scene with the bees near the tunggul kayu, the frantic scene of the others busy catching butterflies during recess, finding that insect on the road, i dunno wat you call it - it makes this real loud buzzing-horn kinda sound when you press its middle, think it starts with C..

aahh..kinda funny to recall all that..

so now i am busy swatting at these small puchis..

but the good thing is that they are nil during winter so at least i have some peace then..so since its now their mating season and all, let them have a bit of fun la ah..but dun bother me wei, it will be the death of you..

and then i am thinking of some other pests that i would like to take a swipe at too..someday..maybe maybe..

aaaahhhh..2 more days at the rheumatology department to go and after that, i am free to roam to other departments..

dun get me wrong..in a way, i am actually glad that i wrote my name second on that list and got assigned to 9th floor..the doctor is great and super cool, i am learning loads..

but this volchanka thingy..huhu..i’d been reading about this for a week now!!! volchanka is SLE in russian, and man, i have to tell ya, he doesnt not make this easy for us..even in harrisons, nothing much is written beyond treatment with glucocorticoids and NSAIDs and cytostatics but the doctor - waliao..he goes system by system and squeezes the whey outta my brains!!

now i know FOR SURE that medicine has MORE BENEATH THE SURFACE THAN YOUR AVERAGE ICEBERG DOES!!!

but i am satisfied
and i got interested in a new patient today..think he’s the one who got newly admitted on monday..he now occupies the place of the podagra patient who got discharged oredy, i presume..so now this guy has gout with nodules that are super duper huge, liver cirrhosis with mild jaundice, a huge ascitic abdomen, pitting oedema, he has renal and liver insufficiency and a history of 2 MIs and an aneurysm - he’s every medstudents nightmare..basically all his systems are affected in one way or another..so 2moro when there are more test results coming in, i wanna menyebok with his case history..it shud be pweetty intewesting..

other than that, all other patients seem ok..the psoriasis guy has improved tremendously, his rash now just looks like raw pinkish skin..he’s very tan though and it does look nice on him, i wonder how he got it..must be some solarium..then the osteoarthritis granpa is oso looking good..and there was yet another new addition..same ol’ RA..

oh and you know wat, today was the first time i met a really really anorexic/bullemic girl..she was about my height and her arm was like the size of my wrist!!!! gosh, i could see her hip bone poking thru that black dress..and she was so so pretty, i wonder how she could let herself be that way..one could see the tendons running along her hands and she was so so so malnourished, she couldnt have possibly be more than 30kg..after seeing all those well-filled russian women, seeing her was like an eye-opener..

and i did the most embarassing thing today..i went to the produkti today to get bsicuits for breakfast tomoro and there was this girl, she couldnt have been more than 15..and i helped her buy alcohol..i dunno what the crap i was thinking!!!! it all just happened so fast and i just ordered it for her and…..

basically it was like buying booze for my brother!!!

i should never have done that, not in a 1000 years!!! if everyone had been like me, i wouldnt be surprised that most russians are alcoholic..

i wish i had said no..but in my broken russian, i would have probably further embarassed myself..but i would have felt better..if there ever was a next time, i would refuse..and probably add in some sisterly advice in broken russian..

haiz….

so now i’m gonna eat the remainder of that rice with dalcha, courtesy of pearly and jonas..sweeetttt..its quite good..and after that, back to my volchanka and spondylosing arthritis and some other topics he gave us..he’s gona stir fry us til the last day, haha..

i thought that today was gonna turn out to be pretty boring..slept late and got up early, only to reach the hospital late anyways..stupid jam..

so anyways, the better part of the day was spent on the couch cos there was nothing much to do..my doctor’s patients are all in a stable condition, there was nothing much to worry about, and so the morning ward rounds are just to inspect the treatment progress, take blood pressure and ask if there were any other complaints..

no one was very happy on the floor today and i thought it was becos it was monday and the weather simply was gloomy and dull, even i wanted to doze off on that comfy couch..

then, me and pearly decided that rather than sit around on the couch, we shud just take a stroll to the wards and catch a random patient for some interviewing, since the patients with psoriatic arthritis shud be pretty interesting..

and thats when we passed by the SLE lady’s room..

she had been pretty ill for quite some time and her case file was the thickest i’ve seen so far..she was in a terrible condition and unfortunately she was under the supervision of another doctor, so we only got to see her once becos andrevna brought us along for a consultation..she was the one with the SLE exacerbation, she had pneumonia, a huge bloated abdomen, her left leg had thrombophlebitis, she was unable to walk and had no voluntary bladder control..when we went to see her, she was responsive but after being subjected to such a condition, all that she wanted that friday was to die..

and today, she was not in the ward..i wondered where she could have gone to when my doctor came and asked us to follow another doctor to the morgue, after which we were supposed to explain to him about what we saw..

after running around in circles ( the doctor got into a lift and we couldnt fit in, so we had to ask around and climb dunno how many stairs and finally found the morgue - next to the garage!!! ), we finally entered the morgue and my gut feeling was right, it was the SLE lady..

i duno how but i dont feel anything, up until now..it’s weird isnt it?? i saw her last friday and 3 days later, here she was on that cold hard surface, the chest ripped open from the throat down to the pubis, the contents once held by the body on the sink..the blood,it smelt like chicken that has been left outside overnight..

the doctor’s knife was super sharp i tell you..it just went slice, slice, slice thru the heart and intestine and liver..

and the conclusion was :

> renal and liver insufficiency ( apparently the kidney was sooooo tiny weeny but i didnt see it though )

> multiple organ failure

> thrombophlebitis and possible thromboembolism

> pulmonary edema

> pneumonia

i am guessing that the doctors were all in a bummed out mood becos of this..i suppose she passed away quite suddenly..talk about a wish come true..

what i really found disturbing was that the suspected thrombophlebitis was utterly discarded by the surgeon..he asked to rule out erysipelas..i am thinking that it would have been so easy to just do that damn ultrasound to prove her condition and arrange for immediate treatment..the clots that they found during the autopsy were huge and i would be very surprised if they had stayed spot on..while it remains true that the multiorgan failure she had was due to chronic treatment of SLE, the thromboembolism could have just cut her life short by a few months..a few months??

and so she died..

like my doctor was saying, you dont always have that gut feeling..and when you do, its better to just follow that instinct..maybe you are not an expert on that field but after seeing something amiss, you just know that something is wrong..and the experts in their respective fields have become accustomed to the ideal picture of the diseases they treat that when something unusual crops up, they fail to notice what we see..and of course you being the rheumatic disease specialist doesnt measure up much to the surgeon or the neurologist..and being the junior in the field..

its still gloomy up til now..

Happiness: 3 amazing tips from the world’s oldest case study

We’ve all heard countless studies, articles and TV interviews on happiness. But the other day I stumbled upon something that is just now being revealed to the media for the first time.* It’s a 72 year old study that began all the way back in 1937 when 268 Harvard University sophomores were asked to participate in a study measuring “a formula-some mix of love, work, and adaptation-for a good life.” And while many of those who were college sophomores in 1937 are now dying or in their fading twilight, this study continues to be diligently maintained to this very day.

And never before has science been able to report such fascinating and thoroughly time-tested results on happiness. Following are 3 powerful lessons from this study.

1. Have a Healthy Outlet

So many of the people in this study seemed to have all their ducks in a row. In their prime years in the 1950’s and 1960’s, they were making big money in powerful careers. They had beautiful families and lived in idyllic neighborhoods. Oddly enough, later in life, many of these fortunate people ended up breaking down mentally and physically. Why? If one didn’t have a healthy outlet for their fears, nerves, and struggles, it was only a matter of time before repressed demons erupted to the surface. The happiest people in this study had a healthy outlet. They were altruistic or had a rich sense of humor. They funneled their issues into sport, “their lust into courtship.”

It’s something important to consider. As the study proves, a human being can get away with sustaining daily nerves, fears, and doubts for a number of years. But ultimately, such a nervous nelly will crack. If you haven’t already, develop an outlet…find a sport, commit to helping others, lighten up, and laugh more often. A wise one said, “A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs, jolted by every pebble in the road.”

2. Don’t Take Yourself Too Seriously

This study, as reported in Atlantic Magazine, was summed up beautifully by the journalist Joshua Shenk: “Herein lies the key to a good life–not rules to follow, nor problems to avoid– but an engaged humility, an earnest acceptance of life’s pains and promises.”

In other words, one can only carry the burden of a big ego and lots of pride for so long before your proverbial knees will buckle. Don’t take life too seriously. We all have weaknesses. Do you really want to battle your dark side year after year? Or might it just be time to lay down your arms, take a deep breath, and enjoy life. It’s shorter than you think.

3. Happiness Must be Shared

The other night I was watching the movie adaptation of Into the Wild, the true story of Chris McCandless (see above photo which is a self-portrait found undeveloped in McCandless’s camera after his death). Fed up with the rat race, McCandless graduated college in the early 1990’s, left his worried parents in the dust, sold all his belongings, and ventured deep into the Alaskan wilderness. Before dying of starvation, he seemed to regret his isolationist ways and wrote these last words in his journal, “Happiness only real when shared.” According to the 72 year old study, McCandless was spot on. In the study, those who spent too much alone time ultimately struggled. The happiest subjects in the study were those who sustained meaningful, healthy relationships with friends and family. One can never give enough hugs, say enough “I love you’s,” and send enough “I miss you’s.” 

As I emphasize in my book and to my own crazy self each and every day: Livin’ the good life is not fancy trips, and expensive jewels, and high brow country clubs. Rather, livin’ the good life is livin’ the moment!

saturday the 27th of june..

i tried calling home but no one’s home and the handphone line’s busy..i wonder what the house people are up to..

there’s nothing great online..’cept the news of MJ..hmm..just in dusselsorf a few months back, i was watching this compilation of his great hits..and it brought back memories of my dancing-like-MJ craze..

ok ok..dun be shocked..i did do a fair bit of dancing when i was way way younger and very flexible that i could bend my body so that my toes could touch my eyebrows..in hyperextension..

that was ages ago..and i’ve stopped dancing for a loooong time..the sole reason being becos my standard 3 teacher didnt pick my MJ dance for a school perfomance..instead she chose 3 chinese girls to dance ballet - with the furry hairdo, pink singlets and a black skirt, it was something like a sewing act or watever..dun ask me, i never understood that part..

so now i cant even shake my butt to a tune..but i’m a great dancer in my imagination, kahkahkah..

watching movies is a bore..

going shopping is a disease..i went the other day and it was a very impulsive event indeed..i even got something for CNY next year - it was a good bargain!!!

so now i am broke with a little more than 20 rubles to last me before my next withdrawal..

so basically i am bored..any suggestions anyone??

been to the park a number of times..i wonder why it took me 4 years to finally venture there..i should have done that ages ago..who was i waiting for?? the right company?? the perfect time?? the awesome moment??

so now i am blasting music from my laptop..havent done that in ages too..it feels good to drown your feelings with the music and singing out loud yet no one could hear..or could they??

not that i’m already in the going-back-home mood but one of the seniors has asked me if i could carry some of her stuff home..and i’ve told her that i could help once i’ve put aside and weighed all my books which i am dragging home this time..and whoopsie daisie, there’s quite a bundle..

hey you!!!

yeah you..you know who you are..

why try so hard to drive your point home?? really..thats so uncool..and you make the cool me uncool by writing all this on my bloggie..but i guess you would be reading this sooner or later..and you’d know in a split that this is about you..

you need to get your issues straight..i am not the competition and i would never see you as one..so quit trying so hard to try and outdo me on such a grand scale..really, i am not bothered but you parading about gets under my skin, beneath the dermis almost crossing my fasciae if you know what that is..

go get a life..go do something that would ultimately make you happy..

today, i was as busy as a bumble bee..

ok, corny..

so my day started with heading for practicals..we were supposed to prepare for SLE cos alexander borisovich was gonna ask us questions about it later today..

since i came back home quite late from the park outing, which by the way was awesome!!! we went all the way down to the river and back up again..talk about burning calories, i musta walked at least 6 kilometers yesterday..seriously..it was a very very looooooooong walk..and the wild flowers that grow abundantly there are soooo PRETTY!!!

yeah, so back to the topic..as i was saying, i was burnt out after the park outing so i slept and got up a bit earlier to prepare for SLE..went to the hospital, chit-chatted with the doctors and i have to tell you, that i have discovered yet another way of drinking coffee..

the steps :

1) get a mug

2) add your usual amount of coffee grains plus 2 cubes sugar

3) add hot water

4) add a dash of cognac for the extra effect

REALLY!!!!! COGNAC WITH COFFEE!!!!!

wow, if that helps to boost your spirit everyday and keeps you running like a clockwork mouse, heck i’d take coffee with cognac any day!!!!

i shud try it perhaps…wonder if it works with vodka though..must ask 2moro, hahaha..maybe i’d get a mug too, hahahahahaha…

so after that, we checked out a few patients, after which me and xiang bin sat and discussed about SLE while waiting for the teacher to return..

and then all of a sudden, andrevna pops in at 1115am..

andrevna : would you like to join the conference on nephrology?

2 inostrani medstudents : errrr…wat time?

andrevna : now, 1115…

2 inostrani medstudents : errr….where??

andrevna : in semashko hospital..it will be very interesting..you shud come..we can discuss about it 2moro..

2 inostrani medstudents : ooookkkkaaayyyy..how now?? aaahhh, davai ony!!!

so we quickly packed our stuff, said goodbye to alex and off we went, 2 medstudents and 4 doctors to semashko..surprisingly it was a very short journey and we were there by 1130..

the conference..cant say that i enjoyed it much..naturally it was all in russian..the 1st one by that guy, i have no idea wat it was about - partly becos we missed the first part and partly due to his unflattering drone, something about peritoneal dialysis versus hemodialysis bla the bla bla bla..

the 2nd lecture was more interesting though, by a lady on UTIs which was quite informative if it were not for the fact that she was rushing becos there wasnt enuff time..and the 3rd one was on anemia which i didnt sit thru, it was freaking boring..

so there we were for 2-something hours, listening quite intently to those lecturers while all the other big-shot doctors were curiously glancing at the both of us furiously scribbling something in our notebooks..the language was quite simple though and personally, i think our lectures are as informative as theirs..these people are from moscow doing some research and they had lots of tables and graphs and charts which no one was actually interested in..

then came the Q&A session which was really irritating, becos some crazy old hag in front was shooting down everyone who dared to question and she was quite sarcastic about it too..i mean, okay, maybe your greying hair does represent the years of experience that you have but that doesnt mean that you have to be rude about it..you can at least listen to them, even if they are wrong, and then try to explain in the nicest way possible what you think is right, isnt it??

halfway thru the last lecture, we made our bold escape ( andrevna was lurking around ) and headed to fantastika, had shaurma and then went window-shopping around..saw quite a few things and basically i have an idea of wat to get later once the sale kicks in good and proper..got myself a nice black ( again!!! ) blouse..

so 2moro, after practicals, we will be heading to minina cos xiang bin wants to check out the bookstore and after that, go for a loooong walk along pakrov til the other end, treat ourselves to a nice shaurma near mcd and head home..talk about window-shopping eh??

so its the third day of practicals today and so far, i am satisfied..its the same as in malaysia too, jus sit around, read a bit, go see patients, see case reports bla bla, the usual stuff..’cept that this time, i have a PROPER teacher who actually TEACHES me something and i do gain some knowledge..

the name = alexander borisovich, but xiang bin has this fixed idea in her head that its alexei..cos thats maalov’s name, haha…

yup, he speaks 100% russian plus some latin words, so its not so bad..he’s cool, he’s nice but most importantly, he shows us stuff so thats pretty good huh?

on another note, half the floor jus left today morning..got up at 420 am to say my goodbyes and i’m glad i did..mmm..missing them oredy..cant believe that its been yet another year..and i m a D.O.C.T. oredy..exciting yet sad in a way..i wonder why..in 2 years time, i’ll be leaving russia for good, i might not come back again in a long time..

i wonder what will be the thing that i’d miss the most..

room 410?

4th floor?

my heater?

the ever-changing window?

ulitsa medsinskaya?

guvd?

balnitsa semashka?

mega?

kremlin?

the snow?

volga?

the park?

the bus rides?

the student life?

those familiar faces i see once too often?

all of the above?

i wonder if in 10 years time, i’ll remember those faces..

the 6th years will be graduating 2moro..and some people i know too..hmm..since we’re not on good terms and i would of cos not be the one to step down, cos seriously it wasnt me, it was them..well anyways, since i wont be saying this to your face, but what the heck, happy graduating..its weird to hear people calling you ‘dr’ but i guess after 6 years of hard work ( i hope ), you’ve earned it..

i’m such a pig eh?

woohoo..after that 16 hour nap, i am once again rejuvenated..yeap, i’m probably one of few and possibly the only girl who could sleep for 16hours non stop..haha..

so i am OFFICIALLY A FIFTH YEAR now..hehe..which brings along the title D.O.C.T which is 2 alphabets less glamorous..hahaha..what the hell..

so this post is gonna be all about that last exam internal medicine..i have to write this down so that i’ll remember this for years 2 come..

first of all, with a 7day-recovery period between neurology and internal medicine, there’s only so much to squeeze into those remaining brain cells..plus on top of that with my temporarily-went-missing endocrinology notes (!!!!) which mysteriously turned up in kok meng’s room ( haha, yeap i’ll be mentioning this again!! ) only added up to the tension..

only when you start reading that you realize that there’s so much more to it than one thought..with the drugs and dosages..i had set a timetable for myself so that i’ll have enuff time to read through and repeat all the material, but as always, it was not seen through..then came all stories about all those people who are gonna bring it back home and we were suddenly counting the number of people who would actually turn up on the exam day..the ketam also came to tempt me into postponing and i had to postpone for a day..i just wasnt done..

called back home to inform my parents..they of cos said that i shud go and just do it..they said all the right things that they were supposed to say of cos, but the thing is, internal medicine is like THE HEART AND SOUL of medicine itself, and if you dont get this right, you probably dont deserve that title before your name..and for the life of me, i couldnt even remember half of the drugs and dosages so that one day was crucial..

by the next morning, i was set to just go and do the best i can..you know, i am not really into the superstitions and stuff but sometimes, some things do catch my eye..like when my file fell smack on the floor..those who’ve been to my room would know how messy my table is all the time and the amount of things that can be on it but nothing falls over..hmm..then 2 minutes before i left for exam, i got an sms from rhun ping and i was about to read it when suddenly the phone slipped, i made a grab for it and knocked a glassful of water all over the table and over my internal notes..that has NEVER happened before ever..wiped it all up, picked up my soaking wet pieces of paper and ran downstairs,feeling freaking weird and i was sure i was gonna get andrevna..was gonna exit the hostel when i saw it was raining and i had to rush back upstairs to get my coat..and when we reached the hospital, we were initially turned out by the assistant cos it wasnt our exam date..oookkkaaayyy…then eventually she cooled down and gave me my patient..who was already discharged..so i got another..

i asked her what was bothering her and she told me she had an infarct..haha, then i had to explain to her that i was havin an exam and i was supposed to figure that out for myself so the both of us komplot not to tell the teacher..so i took down her history and all the details..then i asked her how it all happened and she told me that it was all due the stress after her husband suddenly passed away after an MI too and started tearing, which was VERY VERY AWKWARD for me..god, i hate to see people crying..then, came the physical examination and my, she was a huge lady and i couldnt auscultate her apex beat!!! becos she had such huge you-know-whats and i could only percuss her upper heart border..

then while i was percussing her abdomen, the teacher came in and asked me percuss the liver, which the patient refused to allow..somehow i managed to persuade her, scribbled my diagnosis and treatment and submitted the report, on which the teacher wrote “Correct diagnosis, correct treatment plan, knows how to percuss liver”..

took my ticket and set down to prepare the answers..got chronic renal failure, status asthmaticus and an ECG..at that moment, there was only strongin there and you know him, his booming laugh and slurring speech..then ilya and panova made their appearance, panova as always, ilya wearing a baggy cream t-shirt (cute!!!)..then came andrevna and the assistant called out my name!!! took a huge deep breath and collected my stuff, made my way to her, set down my stuff..gave her my patient’s report, she saw the “knows how to percuss liver” and pointed it out to ilya, and the both of them had a good laugh over it…

then came the question session, which i think i answered pretty well..then came status asthmaticus treatment and i missed out the glucocorticoids, which i later added..then she asked whats the dose and how i would administer it..i told her iv and she said by the time it takes effect your patient would be dead..i was like, errrrr, if the patient is in come, thats the best way..she said the patient is not in coma..ok, then we can give it orally or inhalation..and she said, you dunno how to treat status asthmaticus, you never went for lectures..HARR?? that pissed me off..i told her that i go for all my lectures..then she turned to tatiana and asked her if she delivered the lecture and tatiana said yes, she did but she was quite out of time..and panova from the other side menyampuk and said that in general, the 4th years lecture attendance was pretty terrible, but she said that i always came for her lectures and tatiana said yes too, so yeah that shut andrevna up..

next came the ECG and i’ll tell ya that it looked pretty normal to me..there was STdepression and Tinversion in the leads V1 2 3 and nothing more..so that was definitely not an MI and i dont think it was angina either..so i pointed out those things to her and though it looked like fibrillation, i think it was most probably just the muscle twitching..then she asked me to count the QRS time and it was 0.16sec so thats prolonged and i told her so..she asked me what it meant and i replied that its BBB..she asked which kind..and i can tell you that in the V1 was the slightest of an M shape and nothing else in the other leads, so i tembak la, told her that i think it is right la..so ECG passed..

she said ok, your mark is a 4 becos you dunno how to treat status asthmaticus..i said HAH??? and she said yeah, your patient died, what to do?? i was like ok thats true, whatever la, getting a 4 from you is a big enuff thing oredy..then she hesitated a bit and said, ok, maybe an extra question..i was oooo, ok and started thinking of all the possible things she could ask..but andrevna being andrevna, of cos she wud ask either rheumatic fever, rheumatoid arthritis or infective endocarditis or something of the sort, she asked the diagnostic criteria of rheumatic fever and i pap, pap, pap to her ny..vsio..so she said okay, its a 5 but with 3 BIG MINUSES and i was like, whatever la fren..

and thats the story of my andrevnian encounter..after that, came back home, woke up the roomie and all of us went to fantastika, i managed to stuff 5 pieces of pizza and a caramel cocktail, tapao-ed one slice back home and slept til the next morning..

hua hua hua..2 more days to go til the end of the sem..after that, i’m not gonna sit at the table in front of a book for the next 2 months..a few last minute changes, some people saboi-ing..huhu..wish i could but i know for certain that i wont have ANY time at all cos :

> i am goin late ( again..waaat..i jus wanna enjoy summer bit ma..sm more left 2 years ny and this summer is so the AWESOME..at least there are more people this time.. )

> i am goin sightseeing to…..drumrolls……INDIA!!!! woooooiiiiitttttt…i am soooooooooo the super duper excited, i cant wait *tingling all over*..

so i really need the hols this time around..

anyways, in 2 days, this would all be over..i am kinda exhausted actually, i need a looooooooong break..

plans for this summer :

> laze at home

> eat

> eat

> eat

> catch with old frens

> catch up with new frens

> catch up with relatives

> go to penang, the annual getaway..picnic anyone??

> eat

> watch tv

> eat

> play games

> eat

> go jalan jalan

> shopping

> more shopping

> eat

yeah, so basically i am just gona pig out like nobody’s business..weeee..actually, i’m kinda itching to get my hands into them belgian chocolates..aarrgghh..but i have to wait..i’ve waited 5 months..wats another month eh??

ahh..the bliss of dreaming about after-exam activities..

SIKIT LAGI, SIKIT LAGI!!!!

WWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!