Pat.Anat , OPX

Skipped pathology anatomy class today. Indirectly. Or not.. Hmm.. how shall i correctly phrase this.. I purposely forgot to set the alarm. Left it up to faith. Told myself if i could wake up in time for class without the help of anything other than my biological clock then it was meant to be. Hehe.

Nyea, don't judge me. The class doesnt do much for me anyway. It's all mainly self studying and seeing slides through the microscopes, which the other group takes pictures of.

*cackling sounds from the radio being tuned*

Weather news report.. A bright yellow light from the center of the sky seems to be emitting heat waves and UV rays causing Moscovites to shade their extra layers. It's funny how just last week it was still gloomy and snowing, and now there's not a dark corner to be found. Went jogging on Sunday. Felt so good to finally sweat. I was beginning to wonder if my apocrine glands were malfunctioning.

Anyway since I skipped Pat.Anat class, I took the liberty of translating my OPX book (pronounced Oo-Peh-Kha, Russian abbreviation for Operative Surgery). This is the first subject (besides Russian class of course) that requires us learning in Russian. I tell you, I don't understand a damn thing. What's worse than that is, my teacher is more of the yappy theoratical kind instead of the show and tell kind. He just sits there, making finger motions around his other fingers and we all just stare at him @@, pretending to be listening intently, nodding (mainly off to sleep) and giving him a "DA" everyonce a while. It's pure torture.. Every class i atempt to give him my full span attention and soak in every ounce of knowledge but i usually fail after 10 minutes.. Self study.. No other option..

It is in this very class that i learnt to sleep with my eyes open.

X)

Well, headed off to class now.. Wish me luck..

Cheers~

Random Pics Around Moscow

At VDKNH..

Cruise along the Moscow river

Top 5 American Idol..

So cute! Can u guess who is who..

Ha Ha.. I am too free on account of Hitler's week, my Surgery class got canceled and the fact that my Russian teacher is ill, I now have a whole day dedicated to wasting time and ... well that's about it i guess.. Wasting Time..

Helluuuu... :D

Another week gone by, another round of eliminations of season 8's American Idol.. Finally Anoop The 'Sai' has gone out along with Bulat (lil Rounds). With Buta(Scott) gone too the season is finally getting interesting, though we all know that Adam Lambert would be the one at the finals, I'm anxious to know who would be standing next to him. Mr.Perfect (Danny Gokey), or Rebel Teen Redhead (Allison Iraheta). I doubt Mr.Sweet (Kris Allen) or Pimple Head ( Matt Giraud) would make it that far.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not one of those fanatic people who think American Idol is all that. Honestly, in my opinion we all watch the show just because we get the opportunity to kick back and pass judgements at contestants at our will without any thrown back at us. At the same time we get to insult the judges too :D What's with the booing of Simon by Randy, Every Single Time they introduce him. It's getting old and kinda lame. And Paula, you try so hard to come up with different kinds of metaphor to describe each performance, but you end up sounding like a bumbling idiot. Plus, you stutter everytime you talk. Makes you seem kinda slow =/ Huhu. This is fun. See, this is all human nature. The reasons why people read gossip columns and watch E!

Ehh, anyway it's just a way to past time..

Just like me writing this post. I wanna go out, but kinda worried i might run into a gang of hooligans and skin heads and might just get bashed up real good for not just staying put in my room. I posted that up on my display message.. "Fk, i wanna go out" and my mum asked me bout it.

Mum: is Fk meant to be The "bad word"
Me: Yea, i really wanna go out, is all.
Mum: So naughty.
Me: Wokay, I'll change it then =p
Mum: Yea, cos if not, your sister might scold you.

See anything wrong there?

She's cool in that way. She knows me inside out. I'm a good kid and all so i guess she lets me be. Sis on the other hand, probably knows only the side of me that i let her see. Can't hide anything from mum. Knowing that I'm gay, or lesbian or whatever, she can tell me she won't be surprised if one day i come up to her and tell her I'm pregnant. Which is odd for me, but i guess she can actually figure me out despite me being all whacky and a kook.

Another 2 more months before i get back home. So much to catch up on. Can't wait for the day i step into that house of mine.. and sigh.. Home.. Sweet Home.. I actually saw that written on a floor mat belonging to one of the Juniors and i was so tempted to write at the bottom, 'Are you stupid or something. This is not Home'. Haha, but my friend stopped me. Anyway i guess everyone is just trying to make do around here. It ain't too shabby. But it's not home..

Nothing like home.

;)

Living with half a shadow..

'According to Aristophanes in Plato's The Banquet, in the ancient world of legend there were three types of people'

'In ancient times people weren't simply male or female, but one of three types: male/male, male/female, or female/female. In other words each person was made out of components of two people. Everyone was happy with this arrangement and never really gave it much thought. But then God took a knife and cut everyone in half, right down the middle. So after that the world was divided just into male and female, the upshot being that people spend their time running around trying to locate their missing other half.'

Taken from Haruki Murakami's book, Kafka on the Shore.

Eat.. ZZ... Eat..

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm ever going to find anyone of my wavelength.. Somehow i seem to be connecting less with people. Or maybe it's just the effect i get from talking to this one person too much. I end up getting so pissed talking to her because she never understands what I'm saying and our conversation revolves around explanation, and how I hate explaining myself to someone.
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My friend told me, wanting and needing someone are two different things..

But i think, it's not when the thing that you need can only be found from that one person. Explains the wanting right..

No idea...
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Today is Hitler's birthday. Happy Birthday, Hitler. Thank you for the holiday. Had potluck for a friend's birthday yesterday. Ended up watching a ghost movie and spent the remainder of the night exchanging ghost stories. I for one am not up for this kind of activity, plus all the food made me really sleepy. Surprisingly today i woke up quite early and after reheating all the food, i called the gang down for breakfast, and we all went back to sleep again after that. I guess this kind of unproductive way gets to me. Feeling slightly down right now. Sometimes i feel so disconnected to the world. Mindless conversations with people that rarely have an effect on me. Besides, J i mean. But he's a whole different category.
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I think it's been almost 3 weeks since i fell sick. And I still haven't completely recovered. Moscow's weather is a real bitch. Everyone knows that for it to start getting warm, the weather must first get cold once again and the temperature has to take a real drop, but it has been going up and down for the past month. Everytime i think it's going to be warm, i start wearing thin layers, which explains why for the past 3 weeks whenever i sing, i'm singing out of my nose. Nasal voice.. so sexy..
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If she doesn't want you, i Do..

As many might see LiLo spiraling down the footsteps of Britney Spears, constantly awaiting a head shave or a flashing of WhoHahs, I fear i May have to do a 'Leave Lindsay Alone' video..

Hahahahaa (i'm not serious).. but still love her though..

Meizu M8/ipod nano/brickman

you're so pretty..

This is why i hate seeing things. I tend to go crazy for the things i want. And the worse part is if i'm denied of it. I rarely ask for anything, or crave for materialistic things but if i do.. I wanntttttttt.... *whinesssssssss

It's given me a fucken headache. I spent the whole night tryin to find any phone that's made an impression on me, more than the Meizu m8..

Yes, it resembles the Apple iPhone, which i hate ( no idea why, perhaps bcos every Tom, Dick, and Harry, and Jane, has it). Said to may be even better than the original. Would say the best i've came across by far as compared to other knock offs. Quite smooth as Windows operating system. 3 megapixel camera. But well, as it may be a replica of the iphone, it still isn't quite that cheap. And though most applications would be compatible, it comes down to practicality and how often would we actually use those millions of applications downloaded in. I intially just wanted an mp4 player, preferably the new ipod nano.. (i've fallen in love with you from the moment i laid eyes on you)

but i was given an option of getting a new phone, an ipod or an iphone. Well the obvious choice would be a no brainer. I never liked the idea of having too many functions fitted into one. Phones that last the longest are the ones that have absolutely nothing but the ability to call and send SMSes. My current phone has been emerged in water over night, and after 3 days regained all functions fully and is still being used to this very day. I call it brick-dude because basically you could still throw it at someone's head or drop it down a flight of stairs and it'll still be fine. Though I respect it for everything that is, I thought it was time to part ways. Stuck in a dilemma of which to choose..

Hate options..

Hate,Love

Hate if we must, if only for the time being..

Whatever gets you through the day... the month... the year...

For life as unfair as it is, would make no sense,

Because, what is Love, if there is no Hate to compare it to..

~key~

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so spiteful.. what a terrible example.. it is a result of being burnt and disappointed by those around you .. though i occasionally render to the feeling at the spur of the moment, i must admit i have no clue on how to despise people for long. Maybe it Is a good thing, but it does make me feel stupid all the same in the end..
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April Laze..

What a way to welcome the good month of April.. With snow.. >.< Yea, it can even go up your nose. I think everyone has been long expecting Spring, and we all had hope when the ice on the ground started melting, making little streams, cascading all over the place. But here it is again, falling from the perfectly blue sky. Seems like God has been craving for alot of Ice Kacang lately. Anyway I have a feeling, with the bad weather, everyone is just getting melancholic and lazy. I've tried so hard to study this week, but i just end up doing absolutely nothing but play my guitar and sleep. Guess the only consolation is I've learnt a few new songs.

It's been such a mellow week, and my mind just keeps drifting off to no where, that I even forgot about April Fool's day. Which Never happens. I usually pre-plan a prank every year but this year I just had no mood to come up with anything creative. I contemplated writing some scary words on the bathroom mirror with a candle, and when someone bathed, the steam would fog up the mirror and the words would form but, i kinda lost the zing to do that. Do wonder sometimes if I'm getting old.

Everyone's been passing a link to a blog of a Sabahan doctor. He's had a couple of HO's under him. Taking the opportunity to criticize students from Ukraine and Russia for their lack of knowledge of practical skills, it has arise alot of uncertainties among the students here and Ukr. My sister has been constantly worrying about it, which makes my mum bombard me with questions and suggestions. Guess it suits well with my lazy mood, because frankly I don't give a damn what others are saying. I just tell my mum like how it is.. it the end it'll all come down to each individual. We learn what we can when we do our attachments back home. No one knows or picks up everything from the very first try. I am prepared to be shouted at, and to be discriminated just because i studied in Moscow but come what may. I can't say I'm not frighten by the very thought of venturing out into the medicine field, knowing you'll be looked down on but.. there are no two ways about it.

We learn everything that there is to learn. Is it really the students fault that we are perhaps not accustom to the protocols in Malaysia, what more you now implement a rule that we are to do our practicals in Russia (thank God, it's been postponed to next year). Not many people know this, but even as we do our practicals in Malaysia, some doctors refuse to teach and some pay less attention to those who are unfortunate enough to study in Russia.


Sometimes I feel like we're the unwanted batch of doctors. It's scary enough to think that in a few years time we're about to grad to a profession which requires us to place the life of others in your hands. I can't imagine half of the people here as doctors. I can't imagine myself ending up like that. To being, someone so serious.. Sometimes i wished i had chosen to become a psychiatrist instead. But then again, this has always been The dream..

A dream.. is a wish.. your heart makes.. (it's a Disney song.. I'm not being corny)