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Merry belated Xmas..

There are people playing fireworks outside my hostel, and i'm wondering what occasion is coming up. Yeah. New year.

I forgot. -_-

Well Christmas this year was more or less dull. Hostel was quiet throughout the celebration. Wish i could say i had a blast, but the only thing blasting off was my head. Spent the entire eve of Christmas writing case history which was due the next day. Yes, i know, i should have started earlier. Never having to do a handwritten report (as previous cycles allowed us to type/print) didn't make me any wiser as to what i was suppose to expect. So, to sum up, i spend 8 hours.... writing... non stop.. continuously... with minimal toilet breaks and extra breathers and the worst of it all, no sleep. Mind you, i started only at 12 am. *cheers and applauds and pats on the back for me, before slapping me silly and shaking me vigorously* Headed on straight to class right after my last inked dot on the paper. I could have made a record on places i was sleeping at along the way. In the metro, on the bus, while waiting for the bus... while waiting for the metro.. while waiting for teacher to enter the class.. While teacher was In class.. While she was giving her lecture.. While she was marking my report.. While walking back from class.. and when i reached my room, i slept for 2 hours before having to go for a Christmas gathering... and then i came home and slept only at 5am. Something is wrong with me.. @@

The best part yet.. while i was in class i noticed something on my finger. My arm had been aching the whole day from the writing. I had to leave it dead weight by my side the entire way to class so i wouldn't feel the pain. Sitting in the classroom, i felt this annoying pain on my ring finger. I looked at it, and stared at it in awe and shock and in amusement, because i have never known or heard of anyone writing till their finger got bruised. Yea, it was blue and black. I sat there, trying to recall if i had in anyway or anytime banged it against something sharp. Nope. It was from writing. I swore, everytime i touched a pen after that, i felt like committing suicide. Blergh.

Well that's Xmas for you. Merry Christmas.

I wished everyone else late anyway. Christmas came and went and i am still here. Holding my pen. Trying to study for my exam.

I swear i'm gonna go crazy for New Year just to make up for this.

Summer hols.

My summer:

1) Went to ipoh to visit grandpa and grandma (at church).

We are forever reminded of her and her angelic ways. Still tearing from time to time. Sometimes the memories of her hits us when we least expect it and in the most unusual places and time. Once we were walking down Tesco's aisle when all of a sudden the song they were playing caught my attention. I perked up my ears to hear Mariah Carey's Bye bye in the background. I shook my head trying to pull myself away from unwanted thoughts, only to turn around and see my mum breaking down, right in the middle of the 'sauces' aisle. I quickly whipped out my phone and blasted a song to distract her, coaxing her like you do a child. The death of ahma has affected us so badly that the very mention of her name always keeps us silent for a while before remembering that she's in a better place now.

2) Did attachment at the hospital for 3 weeks

Though it was time consuming and for the most part cut my damn holidays to a mere 5 weeks, it did me some good. I gained more experience than i ever did doing anything else and i have no regrets. But, honestly in the medical field there are so many things to memorize that you don't really know what's meant to be remembered and applied later on. By doing practicals you're exposed to all these. Plus injecting people is fun! (sadistic part of me glowing).

3) Paaartaayyy

Starting meeting up with friends after practicals. Had a road trip to PD and Seremban with the gang. Never realised how much i missed beaches till my toes came in contact with sand. ooo made me feel like a kid again, waddling through and splashing each other with salt water. Even took a ride on the banana boat (eww does that sound wrong)











Drove back to M's house, already in drinking mood and screaming out the lyrics to 'I've got a feeling' at the top our lungs because her car radio busted. Main drink of the night, Vodka and Absinthe sponsored by yours truly ;) Drank ourselves silly and KO-ed at the break of dawn.



Oscar Wilde described drinking absinthe as such: "After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world."

Though i must say, i experienced none of which was said. After a bottle of vodka, we whacked half a bottle of absinthe, which to much disappointment did not get me hallucinating. Though it did get me good and drunk with the help of beer. The taste of it raw, of course is vile. So much that it made vodka taste like drops of heaven. Plus it burns the mouth and esophagus(what else could u expect from 70% of pure alcohol right)

4) Genting!

Went to genting to be a trainer for one of my cousin's motivational courses.



good pay too! though i initially agreed to do it for free but if people offer u money, take it by all means! it was an eye opening experience, for you get to evaluate yourself and at the same analyze others which is something i tend to do all the time. In the beginning i was skeptical about these sort of courses. I thought it a waste of the company's money but towards the end of it, i could see how it boosted their spirits and i know in the long time coming, they would still recall the lessons learnt and apply it (of course till they lose interest in everything again and another motivational course is needed). After the last day of the course, we said goodbye to the trainees and headed up to casinos! yeah baby. I'm finally right, ready and legal to enter the casino. Of course i want this to be done with the securities approval. In other words, i wanted to be stopped by the guards, to whip out my IC and shove in their faces. EEyyyeaAahhh. Entering the casino is no biggie to me, i've been in before with my speed and talent, but this time around i have nothing to hide. No laws to break and i wanted them to know. Unfortunately, no one gave a damn about me and i was just another China Ah pek ready to blow some money. Instead of stopping me, they stopped my elder sister and i'm all the more curious to know if i look older than her this year. so again, i walked out, and entered.. NOTHING.. WTH.. let's just gamble then. i won money anyway so, oh well.

ps: it's apparent that i look nothing like my sister, cos when we were doing our practicals at the hospital, no one knew we were related and i think the touching and hugging and the fact that i kept mentioning that we lived together just made them think we were lovers. -_-'' how uncanny..

5)Fooood

i think i packed and stacked on a good 8 to 9 pounds this time around. Of course in the beginning, i did alot of running ( i lurve running =p) and that slowed the process down but towards the end i was running out of time to do the other things that i love, so i forwent exercising. I was eating every second of the day, and it was bliss not knowing what hunger felt like. I even forgot the existence of the word (till i came back of course) During my last week, i was eating for two in a meal.

Dad: Alright, do you want bakuteh or yam rice for breakfast.
me: Yes.
Dad: *confused* *repeats question* Bakuteh or Yam rice?
me: Yes.
Dad: *stares at me for a very long time* Oohh you want both.
me: *smiles gleefully* yes please! I'm glad we speak the same language, dad.
Dad: I know you well, my fatty.
Me: -_- that was so uncalled for.

ooh and i forgot to mention Shangri La buffet.. Oo La La.. the food.. is to die for..










6) Dance

Me and ma were hired to choreograph and teach a bunch of people a dance for their company's annual dinner. The group consisted of a few girls and a guy ( mr chairman, in otherwords.. certified china ah pek ) Mum was in charge of the girls, and I the guy. Which i figured should be fairly simple. It's one guy. I thought of it as a simple task. Turns out.. I thought wrong. That man, does not only have no sense of rhythm, he is tone deaf and has no ear for music. How was i suppose to teach him to dance when he couldn't even recognize beats. Worse part is, thinking that he could dance i choreographed cooler/tougher steps for him to do. Which in the end needed to be altered. I did the best i could in which he could remember all his moves, but never doing a single one in timing with the music. I'm sorry uncle, that's all you're capable of =/ hehe

7) Reunions

Which of course are compulsory and one event that you cannot escape from. Of course, i never worry about these sort of things. But boy, do i hate those same old questions from the year before.. and every other year for that fact. Of course i know you're just trying to make conversation but sometimes i do get a little bored of repeating myself a few times a night. So i do, what i do when i get bored of your questions, i tell you horrifying stories of Russia and racism and their economy and enjoy watching you get shocked. XD

8) Myself

This summer, would be one i will cherish the most because of the time i managed to spend time with my family and my friends. I would categorize this under 'myself' because to know and to feel that i've lost certain people (physically and emotionally) that with the remaining ones that i have i still find joy in them and mainly myself. Anyway, in the long run, you learn to differentiate between the ones worth remembering and the ones who's names were just written in sand (easy to be erased by the wind and forgotten like it should be). Damn, which just reminded me of my stalker.

"......"

This year i did alot of self shopping and got alot more formal clothes. weee.. me is liking it. Bought myself ties and ooo i also picked up a new instrument. I decided to take another one up just to broaden my horizons. Of course knowing me i wanted the most uncommon and unlikely one. Which is easily obtained of course if not i would have chosen a harp or something. Anyway, I got me a harmonica! It's on an easy one to pick up as i had imagined. Of course i did research about it before getting one and i've managed to learn the basics but i didn't think it would be a much harder instrument to master as compared to the guitar. So far i've only been playing Annie's Song and Moon River continously as practice. Of course this is a step up from Mary had a little lamb. Lol.

Why is it people only appreciate the result of things. Not the process. C'mon people. Like Miley Cyrus said.. "ain't about how fast i get there.. ain't about what's waiting for the other side...it's the climbbb". My first few days of practicing the harmonica, was the toughest. Being shunned by your family is not an easy thing =( According to dad, what i'm doing is not music, it's noise =( When i first got my harmonica they made me sign a contract saying i would never play in their rooms. And only when it sounds good, they're harping on you to play them a song. Same thing goes when i was learning my guitar. tsk.. Humans..

Well i guess that's the gist of it or something in too much detail.(this is a very long post.. hmm ) I guess i have to end my boycotting of cooking food because i'm much too hungry and no matter how lazy i am, there is only so long that i can survive without proper food. Toodles then.
Cheerio~

Devuskha

Yes, Russia is where God planted all the seeds of beautiful girls.

Come Spring, they all blossom from unexpected places, bringing sheer joy to those who admire their ample bosoms.

Hear, hear..



But of course, you'd think to look carefully before checking out the junk in any women's trunk, seeing as how there are situations where the women, aren't actually women at all.




Hahaha..

*hums to 'Isn't She Lovely - Stevie Wonder'*
Cheers~

Random Pics Around Moscow

At VDKNH..

Cruise along the Moscow river

Glory, glory Man Utd!!

They won! Woot!













Much to lazy to write anything. Just felt like putting pictures of the UEFA pre-game fest. up. I only had two hours of sleep yesterday. Did some last minute cramming after watching the match. Kinda beat now but can't sleep. Anyway more pics to come..

Gun shop, Europeski Mall

Weather's been unpredicatable as it has always been. It's Moscow. Not much expectation I guess. Been sunny the whole of last week that I had to strip down to just one layer and the next week it's cold, rainy, and there was even a day of snow. Who would believe. It's suppose to be spring, yet here it is, white, frozen droplets of what's suppose to be rain.

Haven't been doing much these few days except jumping like a maniac, practicing for dances for an annual dinner that's coming soon. Trying to remember the last time I went walking around Moscow. Seems so long ago. Can't wait for all this to be over so I can just reclaim back the hours that I usually use to do my own stuff... Like shisha till I get a blardee migrane. (it's worth it i tell you!!) Thinking of getting one where I can call my own. Till then I'll use what I can only a temporary but faithful friend, S.

me buddy,S

collection of tabak(tobacco). We got alot more later on =)

More to come later on. Kinda beat over an incident. Gnite world.

Ha Lok

Damn, haven't posted for a very long time. It's officially april and as usual my yearly pranks on this day must be kept up to tradition. Have already chosen my victim and the mission will commence at 1600 hours tommorow. I hope. Time is not really set though. We'll just have to wait for the prey to come to us now won't we. Went to Hard Rock today. It's the first time I've stepped into that place for the 3 years that I've been here. Nothing much to say really. Frankly, TGIF was a much better to place to hang out at. The food was not up to it's standard, as we were continously saying that it's overrated and overpriced. Major dissapointment on our behalf that my roomate just had to comment on the food to the waiter, in which he only gave a weak smile and walked off. I had half a mind to just run off without paying or at least ask for a refund. In the end we decided to be civilized, so we stole all the sugars, salts, sweeteners, tissues, pepper, etc. As everything looked quite posh, we were all expected to behave at our best, which was quite hard to do, and made the night quite dull because to be honest, it could have been more fun. Plus, the meal ruined my mood. Grrrr... I guess I would say, the only thing worth looking at for me over there were the guitar's and watnot's on the walls and the fact that the waitresses were wearing reaaaallly shorrttt mini skirrtsss.. don't judge, just washing eyes (directly translated from malay which is cuci mata).

Finally!

Luck is on my side these few days and it's made me more than estatic.

I got my credits for anatomy and histology. One step closer to my final exams. We celebrated by running off to McDonald's and binging even though we were pretty much broke for the month. Watched I Am Legend with "adek" and "nenek" =p Was quite an impressive movie for such a simple story line though the ending was crap.

While watching Evan Almighty, Hantu IM-ed me, asking if I was going for the christmas bash that was on Saturday. I had planned to go but seeing as how my wallet wouldn't allow it, I decided to skip the charity event. And boy was I glad I didnt purchase the ticket for lo and behold! they had extra tickets to give away and I got THREE! Weeeeee!


Jaclyn Victor was superb as usual. She was really down to earth, hopping about without her shoes, inviting all of us to join her up on stage, and allowing us snap pictures with her. Really unfortunate that she was only in moscow for a day or two. We could have brought her around =p
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In a mood to relax since I've got the important part over and done with. Haven't been doing much these few days besides playing cards, chess and of course the highlight of my week.. Iceskating! There's a park in front of my hostel with a beautiful lake surrounded by trees. Fell down a couple of times since it's my first time and the part cleared for iceskating is not as smooth as those in the malls or what not. But over all it was good. I initally went to the park for a good morning jog which turned out to the discovery of the iceskating area. So yey! =D

Loving father helping his son up the stairs.. by pulling the hood of his jacket.
Brilliant

Damn, wonder how is it so easy to spot me.