It's been a hectic week. My daily routine of getting myself to and fro from my place to Monash has been nothing short of... Eventful. Study break la, what you expect? From past experience (and also now), it has been proven time and time again that I get absolutely NOTHING done at home.
Hence, I have to drag myself all the way to uni, just to get some peace of mind and study. Been studying alone mostly, cept for the lunch breaks where I go and meet up with the guy gang.
I guess I can say I'm about 83% ready for the finals. Frankly speaking (and I'm not trying to be cocky or conceited here), passing isn't an issue. It's trying to keep up with the standard I've set for myself the previous semester. I really need to ace this examination. For the future's sake.
I want one of those few placings.
Okay. Coming back to the quiz I wrote about earlier. It's your priorities in life.
The crying baby represents family.
The running tap represents love.
The person at the door represents your friends.
The clothes getting drenched under the rain represents your wealth.
The phone ringing represents work.
So all you have to do is compare these against your answer to see if they align with your actual priorities in life. Bear in mind that this is a very general questionnaire and may or may not reflect your true ideals in life.
But for me, it was about half right. So there you have it!
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Doodle #147
I know I haven't exactly been the most active of bloggers, but that's how my life's been lately. Dull and uneventful. Well... I have reasons for that. Exams are coming up soon, like real soon. The second semester has come to a close, and all that's left are the exams that follow.
I can only pray for the best. I'm looking to maintain the standard I achieved last semester, if not better it, despite the slim chances. But hey, miracles do happen. :)
The purpose of this post is actually to share a quiz I heard awhile back. It's one of those Psychology quizzes that revolves around symbolism and the interpretation of those symbols. Kinda like what my friend had told me about last year, but this is more towards your priorities in life.
Here goes..
Picture yourself in your house. You are at home, when suddenly the doorbell rings. At the same time, you look out the window and see the clothes in the backyard are starting to get soaked in the rain (which has just begun). Then, at the other end of the house, you hear a baby (a younger slibling or child) crying. Right about then, the phone starts ringing. Before you can make any decision, you remembered you left the tap running.
Now, which of these do you attend to first? Name them in order from first to fifth.
Each of these actually symbolizes a priority within your life and how you would allocate your time towards each.
I'll write about the symbols, and my answer in the next post. :)
For now, Chemistry awaits me. Kinoc, out.
I can only pray for the best. I'm looking to maintain the standard I achieved last semester, if not better it, despite the slim chances. But hey, miracles do happen. :)
The purpose of this post is actually to share a quiz I heard awhile back. It's one of those Psychology quizzes that revolves around symbolism and the interpretation of those symbols. Kinda like what my friend had told me about last year, but this is more towards your priorities in life.
Here goes..
Picture yourself in your house. You are at home, when suddenly the doorbell rings. At the same time, you look out the window and see the clothes in the backyard are starting to get soaked in the rain (which has just begun). Then, at the other end of the house, you hear a baby (a younger slibling or child) crying. Right about then, the phone starts ringing. Before you can make any decision, you remembered you left the tap running.
Now, which of these do you attend to first? Name them in order from first to fifth.
Each of these actually symbolizes a priority within your life and how you would allocate your time towards each.
I'll write about the symbols, and my answer in the next post. :)
For now, Chemistry awaits me. Kinoc, out.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Doodle #146 : Mama Mia, Here I Go Again
This will be a pretty simple, straightforward post. :)
Went for Mama Mia, by the Monash Performing Arts Club. Partly to support Joshieee. :D
Will be heavily pictured post. Haha. Less words, more pictures.
So it begins.
And now in no particular order,
Went for Mama Mia, by the Monash Performing Arts Club. Partly to support Joshieee. :D
Will be heavily pictured post. Haha. Less words, more pictures.
So it begins.
And now in no particular order,
The final scene. :D I think...
Haha.
Basically, it involves the story of a girl trying to find out who her true father is.
So on so forth.
Pretty funny at times, at how awkward some characters just seemed. HAHA
Haha.
Basically, it involves the story of a girl trying to find out who her true father is.
So on so forth.
Pretty funny at times, at how awkward some characters just seemed. HAHA
Joshieee...! Who came out to see us during the 15 minute break.
Mun! (:
OH!
Group shot.
OH!
Guess where this is. :) Opening soon. Can't wait!
Kinoc, out.
Told ya very few words.
Kinoc, out.
Told ya very few words.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Doodle #145 : Dissection
WARNING: For those of the faint-hearted / nauseous / afraid of blood and gore / slow / easily confused / pregnant / ambidextrous / cognitively impaired / motor impaired, please look away now or close this box.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I really do need to find a muse for writing, but they're just so hard to come by. Nevertheless, today's post shall be on dissection.
I would also like to point out that this is my first time ever attempting something of this nature. Unlike some of my colleagues who cheered when given such a task, I was one of those who cringed at the thought. Much more when I had initially thought we would be given live rats, sedated. I wouldn't want to handle live animals, knowing I would undoubtedly kill off by severing a major artery.
To my relieve, we were given dead rats. When they were being handed out, a few people (namely 2) screamed. I think that scared me more than the actual dissection. -.- Hah!
So here you go,
The little critters we had to manhandle, and cut, and tear. -.-
We were to work in PAIRS! *class cheers*, each pair will have a male and female mouse to dissect. *crowd jeers : NO DIFFERENCEEEE* I was a member of that crowd. What? *shrug*
Which is still a good thing, somewhat. For me at least. For I had my partner already,
JOSHIEEE! He handled all the dissection while I prepared all the microscope slides. So in a way, we both do what we like. Mutualism! Both people benefit at the expense of none. *smirks* Hah!
We started off with the female mouse, cutting... and cutting. Ick! The smell of mice filled the air, literally. Every puff of breath you take, contained the essence of fresh mice. Did some swabs (some 'accidents' happened here, or maybe just one in particular. though not us, someone else), prepared my slides.
Well.. Time for the actual pictures. (credits to some of my colleagues),
*refer to first paragraph*
My scalpel and incisors goes slice slice slice slice slice.
Yeap, had to cup em up like that. To see the internal organs yo. Somehow or rather, the male mice seemed to have a lot less internal organ packing. Literally. You cut open the female mouse and you're greeted with this immense lump of intestines and kidneys, among other things. You cut the male, and all you see are.. Basically the same things, but half the size.
Males are simple creatures.
I really should have taken comparative shots just to illustrate what I'm saying.
I'm sure you all should know what that is. -.- Sickens to me think of what we (Joshua and I) did with our mice. I shudder at the thought.
Had to write up a report, it'll be due next Thursday. Speaking of which, I should get started. NAHHHH *opens TF2* Time for some spy action!
Kinoc, out.
On a side note, Mama Mia tomorrow. (:
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I really do need to find a muse for writing, but they're just so hard to come by. Nevertheless, today's post shall be on dissection.
I would also like to point out that this is my first time ever attempting something of this nature. Unlike some of my colleagues who cheered when given such a task, I was one of those who cringed at the thought. Much more when I had initially thought we would be given live rats, sedated. I wouldn't want to handle live animals, knowing I would undoubtedly kill off by severing a major artery.
To my relieve, we were given dead rats. When they were being handed out, a few people (namely 2) screamed. I think that scared me more than the actual dissection. -.- Hah!
So here you go,
The little critters we had to manhandle, and cut, and tear. -.-
We were to work in PAIRS! *class cheers*, each pair will have a male and female mouse to dissect. *crowd jeers : NO DIFFERENCEEEE* I was a member of that crowd. What? *shrug*
Which is still a good thing, somewhat. For me at least. For I had my partner already,
JOSHIEEE! He handled all the dissection while I prepared all the microscope slides. So in a way, we both do what we like. Mutualism! Both people benefit at the expense of none. *smirks* Hah!
We started off with the female mouse, cutting... and cutting. Ick! The smell of mice filled the air, literally. Every puff of breath you take, contained the essence of fresh mice. Did some swabs (some 'accidents' happened here, or maybe just one in particular. though not us, someone else), prepared my slides.
Well.. Time for the actual pictures. (credits to some of my colleagues),
*refer to first paragraph*
My scalpel and incisors goes slice slice slice slice slice.
Yeap, had to cup em up like that. To see the internal organs yo. Somehow or rather, the male mice seemed to have a lot less internal organ packing. Literally. You cut open the female mouse and you're greeted with this immense lump of intestines and kidneys, among other things. You cut the male, and all you see are.. Basically the same things, but half the size.
Males are simple creatures.
I really should have taken comparative shots just to illustrate what I'm saying.
I'm sure you all should know what that is. -.- Sickens to me think of what we (Joshua and I) did with our mice. I shudder at the thought.
Had to write up a report, it'll be due next Thursday. Speaking of which, I should get started. NAHHHH *opens TF2* Time for some spy action!
Kinoc, out.
On a side note, Mama Mia tomorrow. (:
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Doodle #144 : First Aid Day 2
Today marks Day 2, and the final day of the two day First Aid stint I had wrote about yesterday.
With that, it means another day of hauling my sorry ass outta bed before they were ready to part ways.
I arrived on campus to be greeted by this.
The second day of First Aid coincided with the Monash Open Day for this semester. I actually realized this awhile back. So I took some time to browse about the booths as they were setting up as I had arrived early.
Low and behold,
Heaven just parked in campus.
Got scammed by em -.- Is it just me or is EVERYTHING overpriced on events. Had to pay RM14.00 for something smaller than their usual "small" sized coffee. Which would have probably cost me somewhere within RM8-10 on a normal day. *regret*
Everybody (all of us) were gathered beside the truck, waiting. LOL.
Anyways.
Day 2 began then.
Kick staring the day, a whole session on Fractures, immobilizing joints + bandaging. Kinda like what we did yesterday but with a brace (in the spur of the moment, I forgot what you call that big chunk of wood you use to brace your broken leg to keep it from moving about too much as well as support it) added in.
Our speaker showing us how it's done.
Having put that into practice, we moved onto cramps as well as dislocations. Namely the jaw.
BUNNY TIE!
Devi got to play patient again. Hahah.
Of course, with all head bandaging, I somehow manage to find a way to bandage myself with apparent ease. It would seem that I've a knack for it. LOL. Managed to use the roller bandage too. Waiting for the pics to be uploaded by the seniors. Think it'll look hilarious. :D
Anyhow, the main event of the day was none other than...
CPR! The dummy's called Anne.
In fact, they came in a pair!
Compression, Airway, Breath. Just about sums it all up. Contrary to popular believe, almost everything you see on TV is FAKE. All the so called CPR / rescue methods are all exaggerated so much as opposed to reality. You'd be surprise just how much. One particular example would be the defibrillator. Yeah the things that doctors use and go "CLEAR" BZZTTT *patient flies upward and off bed* BUZZ. FAAAAAALSE. UTTERLY FALSE. You don't fly at all. You just. Lie there. As still as you came in. (the patient I mean)
Anywho..
Time for our hands on session.
BREATHE DAMMIT BREATHEEE. *puff puff*
Short lunch break then. Went down to browse the booths at full capacity. So yeah. Ran into Elaine, DX, and Aly today. Aly was so hyped up introducing me to people and saying hi to Mr. Mahesh (our former Chemistry tutor back in high school).
Time for the second half of the day.
Spinning (forgot the actual verb for this) the sticks about, you know, like those marching band things.
Coming back to the course, it was time for the session on Choking to begin.
Enter, Charlie.
So we were briefed on the steps to take in a choking situation, once more coming back to the Danger + Response module. Seems that no matter what the situation is, those are the 2 steps that everything has in common before deviating into their respective nature of emergencies.
We each took turns to perform CPR again while others tackled the choking dummy, literally.
Smacks + the Heimlich maneuver. Yeah.
LIVEEEEEEEE!! *pump pump pump*
*cough* smack smack cough.
That just about sums up the second half of the course. All that's left to do was to practice bandages again and skim through the theory notes.
Exam's coming soon. :)
With that, it means another day of hauling my sorry ass outta bed before they were ready to part ways.
I arrived on campus to be greeted by this.
The second day of First Aid coincided with the Monash Open Day for this semester. I actually realized this awhile back. So I took some time to browse about the booths as they were setting up as I had arrived early.
Low and behold,
Heaven just parked in campus.
Got scammed by em -.- Is it just me or is EVERYTHING overpriced on events. Had to pay RM14.00 for something smaller than their usual "small" sized coffee. Which would have probably cost me somewhere within RM8-10 on a normal day. *regret*
Everybody (all of us) were gathered beside the truck, waiting. LOL.
Anyways.
Day 2 began then.
Kick staring the day, a whole session on Fractures, immobilizing joints + bandaging. Kinda like what we did yesterday but with a brace (in the spur of the moment, I forgot what you call that big chunk of wood you use to brace your broken leg to keep it from moving about too much as well as support it) added in.
Our speaker showing us how it's done.
Having put that into practice, we moved onto cramps as well as dislocations. Namely the jaw.
BUNNY TIE!
Devi got to play patient again. Hahah.
Of course, with all head bandaging, I somehow manage to find a way to bandage myself with apparent ease. It would seem that I've a knack for it. LOL. Managed to use the roller bandage too. Waiting for the pics to be uploaded by the seniors. Think it'll look hilarious. :D
Anyhow, the main event of the day was none other than...
CPR! The dummy's called Anne.
In fact, they came in a pair!
Compression, Airway, Breath. Just about sums it all up. Contrary to popular believe, almost everything you see on TV is FAKE. All the so called CPR / rescue methods are all exaggerated so much as opposed to reality. You'd be surprise just how much. One particular example would be the defibrillator. Yeah the things that doctors use and go "CLEAR" BZZTTT *patient flies upward and off bed* BUZZ. FAAAAAALSE. UTTERLY FALSE. You don't fly at all. You just. Lie there. As still as you came in. (the patient I mean)
Anywho..
Time for our hands on session.
BREATHE DAMMIT BREATHEEE. *puff puff*
Short lunch break then. Went down to browse the booths at full capacity. So yeah. Ran into Elaine, DX, and Aly today. Aly was so hyped up introducing me to people and saying hi to Mr. Mahesh (our former Chemistry tutor back in high school).
Time for the second half of the day.
Spinning (forgot the actual verb for this) the sticks about, you know, like those marching band things.
Coming back to the course, it was time for the session on Choking to begin.
Enter, Charlie.
So we were briefed on the steps to take in a choking situation, once more coming back to the Danger + Response module. Seems that no matter what the situation is, those are the 2 steps that everything has in common before deviating into their respective nature of emergencies.
We each took turns to perform CPR again while others tackled the choking dummy, literally.
Smacks + the Heimlich maneuver. Yeah.
LIVEEEEEEEE!! *pump pump pump*
*cough* smack smack cough.
That just about sums up the second half of the course. All that's left to do was to practice bandages again and skim through the theory notes.
Exam's coming soon. :)
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Doodle #143 : First Aid Day 1
As the title goes, today was Day 1 of a two day First Aid stint organized by MUPhaS. I had registered for this roughly 3 weeks prior to the actual workshop. Had to pay too. I guess we'll only see whether it'll be worth it in time. But hey, you can't put a price on knowledge of basic first aid that could potentially save someone's life somewhere down the road.
Nevertheless, that was the exact reason I had signed up for this in the first place. You never know when you might need it. Chucked out a large portion of my allowance too. Plus, had to haul my sorry ass outta bed the same time I do on normal days, but on a weekend. Reached Monash pretty early too, was at the tutorial room by 9:00AM.
In total, there were 10 participants, all being from Pharmacy. 2 of whom were from SEGI University, while the other 8 comprised of Year 1 to Year 3 students from Monash University. I was the sole Year 1 student. *shrugs*
And so we go.
As with every other place I doodle my name, I have to draw Gary. MIAO. It makes it easier for people to recall my name anyways. Symbolism. 8D
Notes provided! The little bag you see on the left actually holds a triangular bandage, which will be used later on in the practical sessions. A lot, mind you. Haha.
To kick off the day, we were given a short introduction on the very basics of First Aid. Different perceptions of First Aid, and what exactly is classified under First Aid. To me, it's like the initial treatment given to anyone who is injured in order to minimize deterioration of injuries / complications from arising later on. Close enough actually. Hah!
In addition to that, we were told about what is known as the "Primary Survey" as well as "Secondary Survey" procedures. Being my usual lazy self, I refuse to reach out to my notes in my bag (less than a metre away). So I'll write this completely from memory. *innocent face*
Sidetracking a bit, trying to estimate distances of between 0.5m to 1m seem to elicit this fear response in my mind. It's an unexplainable sensation but the previous line where I said how I was estimating the distance to my notes seems to have evoked that response within me again. It's been at least 5 years since I've felt this fleeting fear. Think I've been traumatized sometime in my childhood. Must be a repressed memory. Isolation. Blablabla.
Sorry for that. Coming back to more important issues..
Primary Survey is actually the initial assessment of scene (ie. an accident) when you, as a first aider arrive. Contrary to popular believe (or most of us at least), you actually look for signs of danger first before finding out what has happened. Well, I sincerely thought that "What has happened" came before Danger. But no.
Chronologically speaking, you assessed any potential dangers first before attempting anything else. Once you're confident that the scene is safe, then you may move onto finding out what has happened there. From then on it's a pretty logical sequence, finding out the number of casualties and the extent of their injuries.
I won't bore you with the details on Secondary Surveys. Frankly, I can't remember. Then techniques on wound cleaning as well as dressings.
Next up, how to move people in emergencies. I won't be dwelling on the details. Frankly, the pictures speak for themselves here.
The 2-handed seat.
There was also a 3-handed and 4-handed seat for moving people. For the 4-handed one, Cheng and I tried carrying Soo. T'was a futile effort. So we swapped roles and I played the casualty instead.
Then there was the cradle. And this.
The piggy back. Woot woot ;)
The human crutch.
Now for "dragging". First we were shown the 'proper' methods of dragging a casualty out of harm's way. Which was interestingly enough, a very exhausting task, especially since you had certain guidelines to adhere to. You can't just go around literally dragging them on the floor. You'd inflict more harm that way. -.-
So first we were shown how to 'drag'
Now to put it into practice.
I think this was one of the more 'discussed' methods of moving a casualty. It was fun watching Devi trying to drag Soo across the room. There was this proper method of crossing your arms to secure the casualty before you actually begin. A few seconds in, she just said "I can't reach!" Hahaha.
The "Carrying Chair" method.
Having the right equipment makes everything so much easier. Hence,
Stretcher! We learnt how to use it properly. So yeah.
We got our lunch break then! OM NOM NOM. Lunch was pretty nice. Devoured the papadam. HAHAH.
We were then shown how to apply bandages, as means to secure the applied dressings, among other things. Bandages are somewhat like the Swiss Knife of First Aid. Perhaps I'm exaggerating, but no matter. Yeah. We were shown (then practiced on each other) several different bandaging techniques.
I was paired with Soo for this session.
Bandaging techniques include:
- Arm Sling
- Elevated Sling
- Bandana (no idea what it's called)
- Joints
Bandaged my palm! :D
Cheng getting his bandana bandage. This was pretty much the easiest to tie yourself. This was probably one of the most fun ones to apply. I kept tying it for myself, no help needed. LOL. Bandage self + run away in emergencies ftw.
The SEGI students working on their bandage skills.
The speakers showing us how to utilize the round bandage. (crepe)
Then came more theory on Types of Wounds / Circulation.
Just working on what's been taught so far.
Finally, the last part of the day,
Moving people into "Restoration positions" so as to avoid blockage of airways and whatnot. Paired up again and tried on each other. My attempt at this was hilarious. For my turn, I got the instructor. So as to simulate actual life situations, you won't actually get your conscious friends 'helping you out' by shifting their bodies as you move them. He was totally slack, relaxed. Made it so much harder to move -.- Oh nuts. Ah well.
We were taught the basics of CPR too.
Everything resumes tomorrow. I need some sleep, like NOW.
Kinoc, out.
Nevertheless, that was the exact reason I had signed up for this in the first place. You never know when you might need it. Chucked out a large portion of my allowance too. Plus, had to haul my sorry ass outta bed the same time I do on normal days, but on a weekend. Reached Monash pretty early too, was at the tutorial room by 9:00AM.
In total, there were 10 participants, all being from Pharmacy. 2 of whom were from SEGI University, while the other 8 comprised of Year 1 to Year 3 students from Monash University. I was the sole Year 1 student. *shrugs*
And so we go.
As with every other place I doodle my name, I have to draw Gary. MIAO. It makes it easier for people to recall my name anyways. Symbolism. 8D
Notes provided! The little bag you see on the left actually holds a triangular bandage, which will be used later on in the practical sessions. A lot, mind you. Haha.
To kick off the day, we were given a short introduction on the very basics of First Aid. Different perceptions of First Aid, and what exactly is classified under First Aid. To me, it's like the initial treatment given to anyone who is injured in order to minimize deterioration of injuries / complications from arising later on. Close enough actually. Hah!
In addition to that, we were told about what is known as the "Primary Survey" as well as "Secondary Survey" procedures. Being my usual lazy self, I refuse to reach out to my notes in my bag (less than a metre away). So I'll write this completely from memory. *innocent face*
Sidetracking a bit, trying to estimate distances of between 0.5m to 1m seem to elicit this fear response in my mind. It's an unexplainable sensation but the previous line where I said how I was estimating the distance to my notes seems to have evoked that response within me again. It's been at least 5 years since I've felt this fleeting fear. Think I've been traumatized sometime in my childhood. Must be a repressed memory. Isolation. Blablabla.
Sorry for that. Coming back to more important issues..
Primary Survey is actually the initial assessment of scene (ie. an accident) when you, as a first aider arrive. Contrary to popular believe (or most of us at least), you actually look for signs of danger first before finding out what has happened. Well, I sincerely thought that "What has happened" came before Danger. But no.
Chronologically speaking, you assessed any potential dangers first before attempting anything else. Once you're confident that the scene is safe, then you may move onto finding out what has happened there. From then on it's a pretty logical sequence, finding out the number of casualties and the extent of their injuries.
I won't bore you with the details on Secondary Surveys. Frankly, I can't remember. Then techniques on wound cleaning as well as dressings.
Next up, how to move people in emergencies. I won't be dwelling on the details. Frankly, the pictures speak for themselves here.
The 2-handed seat.
There was also a 3-handed and 4-handed seat for moving people. For the 4-handed one, Cheng and I tried carrying Soo. T'was a futile effort. So we swapped roles and I played the casualty instead.
Then there was the cradle. And this.
The piggy back. Woot woot ;)
The human crutch.
Now for "dragging". First we were shown the 'proper' methods of dragging a casualty out of harm's way. Which was interestingly enough, a very exhausting task, especially since you had certain guidelines to adhere to. You can't just go around literally dragging them on the floor. You'd inflict more harm that way. -.-
So first we were shown how to 'drag'
Now to put it into practice.
I think this was one of the more 'discussed' methods of moving a casualty. It was fun watching Devi trying to drag Soo across the room. There was this proper method of crossing your arms to secure the casualty before you actually begin. A few seconds in, she just said "I can't reach!" Hahaha.
The "Carrying Chair" method.
Having the right equipment makes everything so much easier. Hence,
Stretcher! We learnt how to use it properly. So yeah.
We got our lunch break then! OM NOM NOM. Lunch was pretty nice. Devoured the papadam. HAHAH.
We were then shown how to apply bandages, as means to secure the applied dressings, among other things. Bandages are somewhat like the Swiss Knife of First Aid. Perhaps I'm exaggerating, but no matter. Yeah. We were shown (then practiced on each other) several different bandaging techniques.
I was paired with Soo for this session.
Bandaging techniques include:
- Arm Sling
- Elevated Sling
- Bandana (no idea what it's called)
- Joints
Bandaged my palm! :D
Cheng getting his bandana bandage. This was pretty much the easiest to tie yourself. This was probably one of the most fun ones to apply. I kept tying it for myself, no help needed. LOL. Bandage self + run away in emergencies ftw.
The SEGI students working on their bandage skills.
The speakers showing us how to utilize the round bandage. (crepe)
Then came more theory on Types of Wounds / Circulation.
Just working on what's been taught so far.
Finally, the last part of the day,
Moving people into "Restoration positions" so as to avoid blockage of airways and whatnot. Paired up again and tried on each other. My attempt at this was hilarious. For my turn, I got the instructor. So as to simulate actual life situations, you won't actually get your conscious friends 'helping you out' by shifting their bodies as you move them. He was totally slack, relaxed. Made it so much harder to move -.- Oh nuts. Ah well.
We were taught the basics of CPR too.
Everything resumes tomorrow. I need some sleep, like NOW.
Kinoc, out.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Doodle #142
I've been wanted to update this page for quite some time but I've yet to find the proper inspiration.
Super long schedule this week. Had classes up to 5pm on Wednesday, felt super drained then. A practical session on Thursday which also drained me to the core. It seems that quite a number of people are falling sick lately, myself included. Though in my case it's only the initial symptoms. Slight sore throat and whatnot. Still salvageable before I actually do fall sick.
Today?
Had a lunch session at CYF at SS15 again, like finally.
Yeah, I'll probably put more substance in my blog posts later on. It'll be quite the eventful weekend. I kinda wanted to head down to Bukit Jalil for the Rockaway. Line up includes All Time Low, Sum41 and even SotY. I mean, just wow.
But why can't I go?
I've a 2 day long First Aid Course, starting tomorrow. That, and Alpha (I'm not too sure what you call it. This is what Mun calls it) tomorrow night too.
Hence, why I said it'd be an eventful weekend. Somewhat. If I'm correct, there will be under 10 people for tomorrow's course. Haha.
Ah well.
Hobey-ho, let's go!
Kinoc, out.
Super long schedule this week. Had classes up to 5pm on Wednesday, felt super drained then. A practical session on Thursday which also drained me to the core. It seems that quite a number of people are falling sick lately, myself included. Though in my case it's only the initial symptoms. Slight sore throat and whatnot. Still salvageable before I actually do fall sick.
Today?
Had a lunch session at CYF at SS15 again, like finally.
Yeah, I'll probably put more substance in my blog posts later on. It'll be quite the eventful weekend. I kinda wanted to head down to Bukit Jalil for the Rockaway. Line up includes All Time Low, Sum41 and even SotY. I mean, just wow.
But why can't I go?
I've a 2 day long First Aid Course, starting tomorrow. That, and Alpha (I'm not too sure what you call it. This is what Mun calls it) tomorrow night too.
Hence, why I said it'd be an eventful weekend. Somewhat. If I'm correct, there will be under 10 people for tomorrow's course. Haha.
Ah well.
Hobey-ho, let's go!
Kinoc, out.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Doodle #142
I'm writing this update from my phone. Currently engulfed by this massive headache and light-headedness. I think it's due to the incredibly long hours of uni today.
Today marked the first day back at Monash. I wouldn't say that it's been the best. It's certainly been stressful. The moment I got home I just collapsed onto my cough, set my alarm to 5:30, and went to sleep.
Woke up at 6:00pm, so much for a short nap before my jog. I feel so drained. Felt like I got smacked across the head with a bat, or close enough. I hate the feeling of oversleeping. :/
That aside, my confidence has been eroded. I'm starting to doubt my convictions towards my attitude on studying. I mean, why work so hard? I've failed to live up to my own expectations and standards on almost all occasions in the second semester.
Which brings about the question, "Why strive so hard to achieve perfection, when all you get is having the door slammed into your face every time?" Yet despite this, we've all had to pick ourselves up, and carry on, repeating the cycle again and again.
My latest resolve? Procrastinate till the very last moment, for that's when my best work is written.
This paragraph's written after I got onto my comp, only this.
It's hard to put it in words. Even more so when you're uncertain of what exactly you're feeling right now. The first thought to strike my mind is regret. Regret for the things I never did. I should have tried harder, much much harder. Studies had never been my forte. Then again, after some thought, I realized that nothing is my forte. Just another shadow, in the endless sea of faces. TEEHEES.
Screw deadlines la please.
On a side note, I hate people who scream onto their phone when they speak. Blardy hell, can you stfu or not? I don't need to hear every word you say wth. Giving me a dam headache.
Kthxbai.
Today marked the first day back at Monash. I wouldn't say that it's been the best. It's certainly been stressful. The moment I got home I just collapsed onto my cough, set my alarm to 5:30, and went to sleep.
Woke up at 6:00pm, so much for a short nap before my jog. I feel so drained. Felt like I got smacked across the head with a bat, or close enough. I hate the feeling of oversleeping. :/
That aside, my confidence has been eroded. I'm starting to doubt my convictions towards my attitude on studying. I mean, why work so hard? I've failed to live up to my own expectations and standards on almost all occasions in the second semester.
Which brings about the question, "Why strive so hard to achieve perfection, when all you get is having the door slammed into your face every time?" Yet despite this, we've all had to pick ourselves up, and carry on, repeating the cycle again and again.
My latest resolve? Procrastinate till the very last moment, for that's when my best work is written.
This paragraph's written after I got onto my comp, only this.
It's hard to put it in words. Even more so when you're uncertain of what exactly you're feeling right now. The first thought to strike my mind is regret. Regret for the things I never did. I should have tried harder, much much harder. Studies had never been my forte. Then again, after some thought, I realized that nothing is my forte. Just another shadow, in the endless sea of faces. TEEHEES.
Screw deadlines la please.
On a side note, I hate people who scream onto their phone when they speak. Blardy hell, can you stfu or not? I don't need to hear every word you say wth. Giving me a dam headache.
Kthxbai.
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