tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34302778656598223442024-03-22T04:16:35.090+08:00Somewhere Over The Rainbow..A journey beyond..
It's all about me, myself and I..
Where i wrote my stories and share some of my beautiful experience with you..Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-76426199947427181092011-04-22T22:01:00.008+08:002011-04-23T00:07:04.592+08:00Thoughts for Thoughts.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjExShZ7S4vkdw8gV8v7wjO5Li8dNLozSajiIze52xzT_w6meK1BKHbi-0x7FFAZvaCpDz5rXbTJilWJAQ8-gEUhDUzvcteGu5ANlvPIyKR-sGlQ5s33USaj6kUu58lPFZCvqpzxYrqJl8/s1600/26122009%2528003%2529+edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjExShZ7S4vkdw8gV8v7wjO5Li8dNLozSajiIze52xzT_w6meK1BKHbi-0x7FFAZvaCpDz5rXbTJilWJAQ8-gEUhDUzvcteGu5ANlvPIyKR-sGlQ5s33USaj6kUu58lPFZCvqpzxYrqJl8/s320/26122009%2528003%2529+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598439744585596306" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Hey guys, it's been long after my last entry. It's not that I'm too busy, I do have plenty of sleep though.:p It's just pure laziness. Ha!</span> </span></div><div><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">Whatever it is, it's our last week of practical, and this time for good! As for the next week, we'll be having visits to PUSAKAS, orphanage and also Rumah Seri Kenangan and maybe Pusat Serenti (if it's confirmed). Time flies, don't you think? Can't wait to be home! (Miss you Mama and Papa!:3)</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">Keh, just wana shared some of my thoughts lately which I'm sure most of us will be thinking of.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">---> Honestly, there's been a lot of news here and there from my friends about furthering their studies. I mean, it's a really great opportunity since we're sill young, why not to? :) But still when this question comes to me, I'll have to say that for now, I don't have the intention to do so. Truth is, I do and is really excited about pursuing my studies again especially in Nursing. It's just that there's too many things to consider. I choose to be faithful to my parents in this lifetime. Please do not misunderstood what I mean, it's not that if your pursuing your studies means you're not filial to your parents keh?:p</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">My mother is a housewife and is no longer working and my father is a waiter in a hotel. He serves food and drinks, even doing room services, there's only one person working per shift and in order to have extra income he even take the job as a driver to sent his colleague home. But of course, his salary may not be high like other man did, still, that's how he supported our family all this while. And I'm very proud to say this out because I want YOU, YOU and YOU out there to always appreciate the presence of our parents, for it's because of them that we're here today.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">They have been my source of strength all this while and doing everything so that I'll get what I want. All I want is the best for them as well.</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">Having me to further my studies means I need money. I do admit that I'm envious with some of my friends who has set their long term goal much better than mine. My decision might sound stupid and thoughtless. (even I don't really understand what I'm thinking). And for the first time in my life, I feel so certain about this. Which is why I've chosen to give up studying (for the time being, ain't forever keh?) and work for now, and help my father so that he can retire as soon as possible. I may not be doing it well, but I'll give all out for this. What may the future offers me? Let's just wait and see. ^_^ Please pray that I'll pass my nursing board exam and get a good job! And to all of my batch mates who will continue their studies, just do it, and never hesitate. I will definitely provide my support. All the best and May God provide strength in everything you guys have wished for. *Cheers*</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">Is currently listening to IU's " The Story Only I Didn't Know."</span></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><em><span >"<span class="Apple-style-span">When you look at your life, the greatest happinesses are family happinesses." ~Joyce Brothers</span></span></em></span></span></span></div></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-20440881146540434862011-03-11T09:30:00.013+08:002011-03-11T11:53:28.061+08:00The Encounter with World's Most Innocent Objects.:D<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">For the past 6 weeks, I've been going through a hell of time with the deadline for research coming near together with the very boring O&G posting and exhilarating Neonate & Paeds. ( For once, I do think O&G is definitely not my field.) It was so stressful that I can barely breathe, even my brain wasn't functioning well.:D</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">However that's not the main point, thesis has been submitted and now I need to focus on presentation next week. Still, I do have sometime to sit back and relax. Alot of movies and drama's to catch up as well~!:p </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">Since it's been long that I've never updated my blog, hereby I attach some photo's of babies which captured my heart!</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">First, in Labour Room.<br /></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582633337873835042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ZwwhV2OHI4qbMyVo3wq_sdls32e6gcIT7srEUNx7wQYTlpaeCHWwFUYRK0IpVINuPp-Ta4SvJXjzOwhntArHGM2uJdgrVLOu46HHnj-XfhEU_mB0cDb10P5Di6nerNcaIYU24tpMBQU/s320/20110125%2528003%2529.jpg" />Cute round object #1, is the earliest baby born that morning when morning shifts started. She's really one cool girl~!</span><br /></span><div align="center"></div><span style="color:#6600cc;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582633346462169506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycIUrWhNJxETiDNPGqoAOnyzNyMIhJQje6QBShyphenhyphenkT4hLxtZRLqIJWicirGAiUjMxx7_oQE1Opv0z6wSjXuNFM9AYXUymjayZIsVmbH-QmmwsZEWWkjjGe27pH6zK_d6dTNS9sQNECVJI/s320/20110125%2528002%2529.jpg" /> </span><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ah, I've told you no photos~! (I guess I woke her up coz of this.)<br /></span></span><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582633342499904226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizNw2dIBnlr40FGLgb4iVUbuLSvrIaprL3oc_A3xsJ0aQpnqnAvLLnzqmuZp48to5m0zutmrMoLk_M62SwguLkyFOcEzuYpTqrParz68E27ZDOvbM_G2MYtG8D0wDC9Htl1e-ssh0yk98/s320/20110125%2528004%2529.jpg" /></span><span style="color:#6600cc;">Blek~!:D sooooo adorable don't you think?</span><br /></span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">Cute object #2: Found @ Special Care Nursery. Name: Siti Ayuni. She's one of those that attracts me with her bluntness. Definitely looks blur, and only cries when she wants hug or milk. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582640972897445778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggZTqBlkeLc5A2iSM2-3f1Yi-re4LeIK1jnH9ppANC9nuLX9nbWP43DPLugKSZHuzfK2I2pWvRb3ZiqhyO-B3rrMbFYZKx6_jlOPZGVqktL85KM-vv72DvstJEjENxrMjaAdUZ668By3s/s320/20110302%2528008%2529.jpg" /></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">Man, she always give me this look. Not really responding to what I say.T_T</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582633354225151010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDceyatsILGeWsvCj5tP0NtH1pgDipex6_uHmNbng-AIpjd7fO-F7WHu7t4tt4JsmMk1OTKnog0gOH2jkR9X1l6m04-MqHD_i9L7WnzNhs0RLsmSrwIqtFjdwEHKv1-zn7fPxa06DP1fI/s320/20110302%2528001%2529.jpg" /></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">She may look normal to some of you, 3 months old, small and fragile. Her mother is a cervical cancer survivor, diagnosed when she was 4 months pregnant to Ayuni. Despite knowing the fact that she's pregnant, doctors advised her mother to proceed with chemotherapy. Months later, Ayuni was born, BUT, with massive complications. Which is why she still can't do some things normally done by a 3-month old child. That blank stare. If only I can take her home with me.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582640988353888178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5MeftGe2oex718VfTmoxcvCblXQmnBbcJf3AxWw21juvn9Dc8gL9pYT05B1OxaDEgO4QK0hjB0bbMjbylYv3534OSgdZaJv4B65wsUj1LVjjuCO8ZOVC1tv_donfv1cKwsbpY9b7V9A/s320/20110301.jpg" />Ann Mei and her baby gemuk, serious, if he cries, the whole ward heard him.*_*</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582640977613682690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz4Jufy3-R1FC4NHAPxXPpYMPZNqVXpUZD_BqZtGbHM4dwrf1D4HKKCPb3Bo3Wq8xjVkMiaE1bvtGb4pcAG-RcsxNr82mjFwAMRjRKZhOWIrOZID7G9tcOXFnhWui9U1OweAn63iyGOgk/s320/20110302%2528012%2529.jpg" />Can you see her eyes? It's getting teary. Heee...(No photos of me since I look like a mess from tsunami or something.)</span></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582640984730726786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxzniqwvtXy6DmLRo15etVHIqvGAycHCZIT8Rt-hi_Z9QsE47RJ137mZ7CEQW_6npjmDdQv1kMolrqFjPjQNxz6xjvtv7y5lQ1-frTalzxAEMQXL1CRJpA7oqu9_BdsAzvL58WrYzppHw/s320/20110302%2528013%2529.jpg" /></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">Haha, she's sleepy, time for some bottle-feeding~! </span></p><br /><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;">Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, as they are the charming gardeners who make our soul blossoms.-Marcel Proust.</span></em></p>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-26839616050197018332010-10-08T13:25:00.007+08:002010-10-09T16:11:25.534+08:00Random report for this week.<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">It's been quite some time since the last time I've updated this blog. Too lazy to move I guess. Haha. Anyways just a short note regarding this week, boring posting, massive outing, Rachel's birthday celebration and also alot of cam-whoring! Seriously got mixed feelings about it! And next week is my proposal presentation, which I haven't prepared at all.Getting so nervous right now I can't even think properly! But I don't feel like doing anything either..T_T<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525952433271389426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwTegerGSHDizpAwHwwqMQ_Jg9ZsKYCxXzuNIbPXdbC8lO7Xh1wLPsbuLacUUFtQvrIBy4v-OwQpiruVnFn1O4F4yb6aPSg0m9y9XJ54zKQlpvL0dh717ZoYpIPzDkTi3teGTaoAQnR2A/s320/64804_160029330687692_100000418777728_411681_5267111_n.jpg" /> Taking photo while going to Mydin, believe me it was sakai enuf that ppl are all looking at us!:D<br /></span><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525952442204953506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC4862yxF5v6xAxxoKo19jtp2FARecuTjJKaWaKfcGBE1c1W5n_nQIpq_BdotXy2hw2JlJquy-wnNd3heQQpLX52inwnOKvZbNUBGdYtEiQPlmC_C4JRtk-3zTriKa92y2IDZqBRs4ZF0/s320/33910_160169447340347_100000418777728_412070_1440947_n.jpg" />Next headed to Leng's room to prepare for Rachel's birthday!!:)<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525952436181134002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjhk1klc8N68jdtrLvLQ5cCTqfc0WBgv8aGbnxohq969UyldKD3QJ6c2AbaxqzhplRgb8RMVCtS6J6Q9vBj_lqW000EKoy2WHLDuT5sf2cFXpNZ8TKoaOZEJ422U9Oybw4XuwVcvi-INg/s320/66336_160169420673683_100000418777728_412069_3717115_n.jpg" />LOL, none stop cam-whoring..Seriously crazy.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525952439908177298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGsStdqeosw-n25-0gclsIy6xfGUxjPwd7E-PtKCnEFiJ8ZW6W49HDJocDdIdMoN5T3xw7larVCQ6CyAtyHCkUCqwSe3zd5yKjsLBr5kHw7EQL02SKMygBMKFl3AGCwv3YE45Cj5oxhQ/s320/33910_160169450673680_100000418777728_412071_6947879_n.jpg" />Potential legs with varicose vain due to prolonged standing.SAD!T_T<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525952442960796274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANbyrmLRpoG0GZSmVbyXadJigTyC28UtYbF4gHDve7HJxTnW7tmkzFKJWSj6R3nkgcm6Lo5fBKo3Fu-KLK0VA9oUktKd56SOOTm6H2Syl7gMe7VqHSgBgK3oJ7wNXfyxhPgZYf6wbf1k/s320/66336_160169417340350_100000418777728_412068_3566310_n.jpg" /></span></div></div></div></div><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525954641602939346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4YRBD2tbAH-Qg5jczhT_SN75jC_AxQx-ZxX-Np7Q7CwTFbcOnwkAL3Mle3wFmXx_rsZdSIxoEIbFXsGvegmFfm2zsvibA4ge_vJcPT-jqXO55-yVyKld3U-siWtCIxUPpHek3xT6-w_E/s320/65999_160169480673677_100000418777728_412073_4620795_n.jpg" />The special pizza we ate that day, it was nice! Well don't ask me bout the fish, I have no idea where on earth does it came from.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525954636619195170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGNo-ixd3fbahlPoaZPwD-XqLZr1vyguWjYYd82VlaxjYlMTqt6hR0fQ6OxniS32866AZ4cVuIvGNTXxhi5rLTOHTOavE9WnJMePmzYnOpsF1adboFKUYEXuUO-o_7RDrxS-UmSzbiF4Q/s320/65999_160169477340344_100000418777728_412072_977711_n.jpg" /></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-79655217950087605662010-09-19T17:39:00.009+08:002010-09-19T18:14:35.679+08:00Every little thing that makes you happy..<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Haha, seriously can't help myself from laughing because today was indeed it was a really great day! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">One of the reason is because I didn't get scolded by my facilitator for the TL tasks today, and got to work with a bunch o Diploma boys and girls! They've been really cooperative which makes it damn fun!:)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Another reason is because I got a special delivery from a friend, Sim Lee. Hee, although she is not here right now, far away from Kelantan, it was surprising that she bother to deliver me a CD, and it's not a normal CD, it's from W-inds! 2009 Sweet Fantasy Concert Live at Hong Kong! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Haha, apparently she won it from a competition! Congratulations lo!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hahaha, can't help myself from stop laughing coz in a really high mood right now! Below I'll show you the items, she sent to me. Thanks my dear friend for remembering my presence, it really made my day, thanks for your support, I'll try my best! Let's strive harder for our study and life, and hopefully we'll make it to W-inds 10th anniversary concert!!:p<br /><br /></div></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518560481691293698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpls09no1km8sZ5uJDM3jWUkj8YfOdyULfl3b9HhRYGtsABpiDkBUqlYv6ymUeXDBNp2ROTmI1CfrFB7YF2sN8k9zppGz1OTupeIIfwjCPpyNAAb1uHMbFcuspU5pFiUZEyXV7lXPAKfI/s320/19092010(001).jpg" /></span> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The W-inds DVD, Live Tour, 2009 Sweet Fantasy In Hong Kong~!</span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518560483174369074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkJdvqpPVpgMBbqIqjU6jllGum08wB9kwJ-m5XH9Xi02S4OCRJOI9NJyaFQMnfjYCtK_VeeLcc90vvVJ_OO2veYQI0Hkx7D0w2PHzuT5DmuyOM3ODMkAjPQT3zgMKQsXGEDyTMwKR4gsc/s320/19092010(004).jpg" /></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The letter with very unique piece of paper..:D Thanks for the encouragement, I'm more motivated now!</span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518560486051204050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisEv1ZVv4CTuj-p9akPprhB7FSXcc-wZwmfpeYws9_mp5FrAzT2GS4fHrFA6O0GeXTh16FWzQrU06ll-A2QzUg_TBjIGE1xtJrmdtFihBIAfQtSB0TJV6U0vEbBoiNIQ6mee0E8C1bQaE/s320/19092010(007).jpg" /></span><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">SHINee's poster! Choi Min-Ho, Onew, Jong-Hyun, Key and Tae-Min!!WUHOOO!!</span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518560492891732210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ4i2DrXcbiOxhyphenhyphenW13QZXBecODN9vcSr5jPNs1RY0kgFcz5zxiK2zLldXw-od1JMUjN5e_xgxvNiLfPJBRFINVEMpQgfgc8ExG9yssG6wxjkgr4YayCA_dJ2wda_1ZCZrvf2JTNceMOt8/s320/19092010(003).jpg" />Tada, my latest possessions! Can't let them go of my hands...Muahaha..:D Thank you once again Sim Lee~!<br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"The world would be so lonely, in sunny hours or gray. Without the gift of friendship, to help us everyday.." - Hilda Brett Farr</span> </div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-46830088155537572122010-08-06T20:12:00.009+08:002010-08-07T13:47:45.804+08:00Money, Money, Money..<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">Yay, went for small shopping spree today with my roomate Miss Nana and Dora to Mydin. Was thinking of going to psar malam after that. Got everything I needed, I guess? </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">----> Lady's Choice Peanut Butter with Chocolate Stripes RM 7.95(Best item bought today! Has been searching for it last week but no stock, finally!)</span></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502540221930783922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1WvYlQyJpC5xmfR1EyX4vxrNNfp1KPvo_rX42u3NHE15w1zrlB_oMYU1yFv5NXUTG0EAIPF7ArlUjr0h04YNn4xPL7ksKCJi7U-JqKcPlH3qAsJQa6vruHm6wFcxiEAM_uoIzZrjzYU/s320/peanut+butter.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">----> Fab Colour (cheap, RM 10.90 with extra 400gm)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">----> Maggi Mee Asam Laksa RM 4.39 (Thank to Grete the Grapes yang telah membuatkan saya jatuh cinta sama ini flavour)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">----> Nutriplus Egg RM 3.59 (Grade A with golden yolk for my maggi mee..yahoo..) </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">----> Pati ayam Brand's RM26.30 (was having cold extremities lately, mama suggest that I buy this to actually warm up my temperature and it's good for circulation, have to buy coz scared later mama scold me)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">----------------------> Total: RM 56.95..</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502539004832549602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWIzYw3VeG6v5_rvWB96vAqEYYSbW7J3sDPys9DmM-4R_ME2NIIPdMGSTocjYtcl1blDQhCg39ptyNJHCo3iyIuJM6j7TTWDZM2hz7qnf9kVI_965C5NFJ4Arf4Fxg0RWIdvLa180pKeU/s320/shopping.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">Next we head to Pasar Malam nearby and I bought a glass of cincau with Nasi Goreng Ikan Masin. ----> Total: RM 3.00</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">Got back and was quite dissapointed with the nasi goreng, man, the prawn taste raw!! But still, luckily it's only RM2, if not I think I prefer have Maggi for dinner instead. And thanks to the cincau, it really saves my day.:)</span></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-9590165612961219472010-08-06T00:29:00.003+08:002010-08-06T00:37:10.928+08:00Awkard-ness..:p<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;">Man, this is my first time writting a blog 12.31am in the morning..Having deep thoughts of what to do tomorrow, yes. Research. Research. Life do sucks at times. Especially when you need to finish your proposal with 3 chapter within 2 weeks. (Despite the fact that my proposal presentation will only be on mid of October) It gives you the feeling of nausea and giddiness. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;">Now listening to Big Bang's song "Tell Me Goodbye". Sounds great, it has been filling my ears for like few hours already. Speaking about this week, a lot of drastic things happened that seriously makes me feel slightly unhappy. But whatever it is, life goes on. And only you yourself can change it, whether you want it to be good or bad in the end. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;">In conclusion, I'm just plain bored. Start bla bla-ing and I think now it's time for me to sleep. Oyasuminasi neh.:D</span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-81693682021317863722010-03-26T10:26:00.016+08:002011-03-11T13:04:54.793+08:00A letter for you.<span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm writing this letter for a very special person, since I don't have much courage to face you, this is the only thing I can do to convey my last message to you. Sorry if the presence of this letter disrupts the flow of your life. But still there's alot of thing that I've been wanting to mention to you but I'm unable to because I'm scared it will hurt you. Not that I never have happy moments with you that I still remember till today, but watching how everythng changed drastically makes me think. What have we gone through that you've changed like this? I'm not a perfect person, and I know I've made alot of mistakes too. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But thinking back how we've known each other and learning both ways, it amazed me that somehow there's someone special like you who've managed to enlightened my life pulling me through the darkness and make me see those beautiful skies. It was heartbreaking to find that nothing is everlasting, promises made but none of it has come true, I know I dont deserve it at all because I too didnt manage to do anything or you. Amazingly, thorugh we never met, but there was a sense of calmness while talking to you. As time goes by, feelings do change and the old situation no longer exist, suddenly I felt like I'm talking to another stranger. It was painful to go through the process of adapting to the 'new' you..Was crying for few days thinking what could I have done wrong. am I not being good enough? Am I being too selfish at times that I never tried to understand you? Am I being too stupid that I'm not able to understand the changes you've gone through? All of this has been lingering in my mind till today. One thing you never realised, is that once you've made this decision, is it going to affect only you? Did you ever consider about me, who was also affected by it? To realise that old promises will no longer become true, and to realise that I can no longer depend on you, was like giving me a major tasks to retidy myself, back to zero. It's hard to not get upset. Slowly I've realised my major mistakes all this while, being too dependent on you, when I thought you're the one I can count on. Maybe that is why, I can't even learn how to let go just yet. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">What I regret the most after the fight, was the drastic change in you. No more concern, even if there was, it was only temporary. Did you ever think of how I feel when I've heard your voice on the phone, how much I've wanted the old you back. It was selfish and childish, I admit. How to expect someone to change for me when I myself can never really do that. I know I'm a passive speaker but I'm listening attentively to you, because everything that you've said matters alot and I'm trying my best to make it up to you. I may not be able to express everything just like you did, because to me you have alot more things to worried about, making you worried is the last thing I ever wanted to do, for your thoughts matters alot to me. I may not be able to go and console just like the rest but trying to listen to your problem whenever you're down, I'm willing to do it. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And about jealousy, yes, I do admit that I'm jealous that I'm not able to be with you when you need me and to have meal with you and talking about everything in your life. But did you ever think of putting yourself on my shoes? People always say they understands, but how they know what it feels, when they are not actually you, yourself? But it was dissapointing that you never really understand who I am. Like I've said before, female are of very fragile creature, we are sensitive and even the smallest thing matters alot. Even a simple phone call, or even a simple sms may affect our whole day. I dont know how many times I've been trying to hold myself back from you, trying to avoid myself from being angry and get mad at you, for you dont deserve to be treated like that. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Did you ever appreciate my presence when I'm with you..? After several months of long distance conversation, finally I get the chance to come over for the first time to meet you. I was touched when I found out that you were actually waiting for me to come. Getting nervous and restless, I can't even sleep that night, because I've been longing to see you too. Somehow or rather, it was dissapointing to find out, that I may not be just like you've ever wanted, as a person you have in mind. Was totally dissapointed when I look at how you were looking back at me, because it's just like disrespsecting me. But I guess, there must have been a small disaster going round in your head. I'm sorry if all the pictures that you've seen before doesn't really reflect who I am right now. I am after all, not that beautiful and curvy like other people did. But when I looked at you for the first time, can't deny that I've finally met the real you! And the main reason why I was there is to have sometime lone with you, to tidy back all the mess I've done and to know how each of us feel about our relationship. Unfortunately, I've missed the chance to do so..But then, I think it doesn't really matter anymore for looking at your smile, the smile is still the same. Was lucky that somehow I managed to capture it into my heart so that I'll be able to remember it for the rest of my life. There's alot of things that I've wanted to share with you and was hoping that the day will never end. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">One thing for sure, to forget you..Is never easy. But maybe that's how life goes, people come and go. Spending some time with you even though for this short period of time, are some of the most precious moment I ever had. It was like riding a roller coaster, exciting and fun, but when it's time to settle down, that's the time when you need to leave the seat and go on. Thank you for being with me, for all your love and concern, there's nothing else to replace the feeling..Wishing that you'll go through everyday with happiness and you'll succeed in everything you do. Never stop smiling because it means alot to everyone else around you. And today, is our 1st date anniversary, remember? Happy Last Anniversary..Whatever it is, thank you once again, I'm hoping you'll get the best in life, for every mistakes I've done and those damage that I can never repair, I'm sorry and I Love You.</span><br /></span><p><br /></p>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-38667602802909704422010-03-07T15:41:00.006+08:002010-07-09T16:34:11.078+08:00The very first week of the endless journey..<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">Well, it's the very first week of posting in female medical ward of HUSM, 7U and of course counted as 0 week as it is not yet officially the academic week yet. But still, even the thoughts of enetering it as a full time student just like normal staff nurses do really freaks the hell out of me!!:S </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">Was having sleepless night because of it and to make it worst..I caught flu and was coughing like crazy!! My, what on earth is happening to me? But trying to be more positive, I told myself to stay strong and don't bother bout it. That's just the early stage by the way..Clinical postings weren't the only thing that worries me,research title too was not yet fixed as there's alot of problem, from the title itself to the "choosing supervisor" part. After I go through several journals with good title to choose from, I finally met the course coordinator to confirm my title, unfortunately although she was satisfie with the title, she does not agree with my choice of supervisor for some reasons..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">Below was the conversation:</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: So Siik Fung, have you found the title you wanted to do?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Yes maam, I found mine dy.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: Ok, so what title is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Barriers towards blood donation among undergraduate students?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: Significant please?.....(conversation continues well as she agrees with the title and suddenly..)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: Who do you want to choose as your supervisor?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Hm, I do think of having .... as my supervisor, because she has exprience in doing things like this.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: Well, are you sure if .... becomes your supervisor that she'll commit all her time for you and assist you along the way?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Sure maam, I've even asked opinons from my senior and she does give crdeit to this person as my supervisor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: You know she's doing her thesis right?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffccff;">Me: Yes, I do, but if she's willing of taking me in to be supervised I'll be more than glad.</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: I just don't want you to make the wrong decision as this will require youe supervisor to be fully responsible to your work, I'm worried that she will not have the time for you and leaving you like you're not having one.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Hm? But I thought she was a good supervisor?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">CC: But what I've heard from others were different, you title is good but make sure you make the right decision because I don't want you all to end up crying and looking for me to change anything. When you've decided, please sms me ok?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Oh, ok..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#33ccff;">And there it goes, another obstacle after another. Why on earth am I not surprised..I just knew it won't be so easy. But why did she kept on saying that? Why did she kept on emphasizing the same thing? I thought all of us were free to choose the supervisor of our choice, but is it that when it come to this person, a lot of questions occur? Sigh, now I'm lost for words..Trying my best not to give up yet, I tried plan B, find the previous course coordinator for her advise or maybe ask her to take me under her?</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Madam may I know are you still available to be my supervisor?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;">Ex CC: What title do you plan to do?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: .....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;">Ex CC: Hm, why is it that you didn't pick .... as your supervisor, she is teaching you this subject last year right?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Ya, I know and alert about that, but the problem is our new CC told me different thing, that it may not be a good decision doing this topic under her due to...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;">Ex CC: Please do not listen to anyone else about it, sometimes it may be due to internal conflict between them that such thing surfaced. Ok, you try to ask .... whether she's willing to supervise you or not, if not only then you come to me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;">Me: Oh, ok..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">And there goes another contradicting statement from ex CC. Man, I was too stressed out that I've decided to stop thinking about it. but we can't run from problems forever right? So instead I tried to call the person instead, but!! She was not satisfied with the tite I've selected, instead I was asked to do something related to nursing and patient care. Got really speechelss that time. After several discussions done with my nursing ladies, I was convinced to stick to that title and I need to persuade the person to accept my title or else I have to find another person as my supervisor. Now @1547H, 9th July, I'm still holding on to my handphone, thinking bout what to say and defend myself. It is very very tiring. Hopefully before tonight, I'll be able to tell her about what I think. Just got my fingers crossed hopefully she'll understand..T_T</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"><em>"The great breakthrough in life is when you comes when you realize that you can learn anything that you need to learn to accomplish any goal that you set for yourself. This means there is no limit of what you can be, have or do. I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge, knowledge is limited but imagination? It encircles the world."- Albert Einstein</em></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-44315638877370579472010-01-26T15:14:00.007+08:002010-01-26T15:35:28.861+08:00Adele' Chasing Pavements..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_5Xcu55SKsSZFboYFk7Adev2dfj3Hzg0852_EDVDBxYPdlj3bUEa0WxCI6YK5QNZcqVHTlTwVVgPUtqHZDOcnirgybIHffyonQ0TrrSUAa-pTvHnDCoy9QCFI1uRQ1ZHYy6kLJXUV24/s1600-h/love.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430947828217792578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_5Xcu55SKsSZFboYFk7Adev2dfj3Hzg0852_EDVDBxYPdlj3bUEa0WxCI6YK5QNZcqVHTlTwVVgPUtqHZDOcnirgybIHffyonQ0TrrSUAa-pTvHnDCoy9QCFI1uRQ1ZHYy6kLJXUV24/s320/love.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#ffcccc;">I've made up my mind, don't need to think it over</span></em> </span><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">If I'm wrong I am right, don't need to look no further</span></em> <div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">This ain't lust, I know this is love...</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">But if I tell the world, I'll never say enough</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Cause it was not said to you</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">And that's exactly what I need to do if I'd end up with you..</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Even if it leads nowhere?</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Or would it be a waste even if I knew my place</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Should I leave it there?</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements </span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Even if it leads nowhere?</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">I build myself up and fly around in circles</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Wait then as my heart drops and my back begins tingle</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Finally could this be it?</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;">Some of the lyrics found in Adele's Chasing Pavements. At first it didn't really attract me but after finished listening to it, somehow this song reminds me of my current condition, stuck in the middle and not knowing which way to go..The music is rather relaxed and soothes my mind..Quite nice, have a try.:)</span></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-64795099585736832132009-11-13T11:40:00.007+08:002010-02-01T11:08:34.396+08:00Self reflection..(terpostponed punya post)<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"> On the 6th January, my group was posted to 1TB and also NICU (1 Nilam). I never went to these wards before and hence was very excited and flip through notes given. Maybe to some people they don’t really like the sounds of babies crying all over, but to me I really enjoyed it a lot from the beginning. The surrounding was cool and conducive for working; hence it is quite different than medical wards. To be honest I wasn’t prepared to give bath for the babies since the previous group mentioned that there’s no baby bath done. I was so nervous but yet excited too because this is the first time I’m performing it on real babies. Previously I didn’t manage to perform this procedure in 2 Topaz because the staff nurse decides to do it themselves. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"> The baby that I was handling was very quiet at first and was asleep. Unfortunately when I removed his wrapper, he was crying non-stop maybe due to the cold temperature around him. I have to calm him down and also measure the weight. Then getting prepared for bath, since it is something quite new to me, I do admit that somehow my skills are lack of efficiency. Even the way I’m handling the baby was wrong, luckily Pn. Jayah reminded me about it. I should have done it faster so that he won’t get cold. Amazingly, he stopped crying when I finally prepare to do cord dressing and wrap him up again. I feel quite sorry for the baby because maybe I didn’t really clean him well, hopefully I won’t repeat this mistakes again. Still, when handling a baby, we need to treat them just like our own, so we need to be careful and handle them properly since they can’t express their feelings and can only cry. I learn my lesson today that I should not get panic when doing my work because it’ll lead to chaos. Plan every work well and get prepared. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"> Next, we need to give spoon feeding. The baby looks very cute when sucking milk and I can’t stop myself from laughing. Seriously I feel blessed being given the chance to do it myself, as I feel closer to him. It’s an experience I can never forget. Halfway through while feeding he fell asleep and so I stopped and luckily he finished it. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"> We then head off to rest and went to 1 Nilam or NICU. Since the neonates in NICU are of preterm babies or babies with serious disease, proper hand washing needs to be done so that no cross infection to these fragile babies. Besides 2 Delima, ICU and CC, NICU are some of the wards which has the biggest budget for equipments. But there’s something which really attracts my attention, baby Ummar who has a tracheostomy and was abandoned by his mother. Sometimes it keeps me thinking why and how can a mother do that to their children? And reality is never that easy. There are also babies who were placed inside the closed incubator; some only weighs around 1 kg or less. While looking at those small little fingers, I really felt touched by it, as it reminds me of God’s biggest creation. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"> After the visit to NICU with briefing given Sister Tan Beng Geok, we then head back to the nursery once again. Overall, it is some of the best experience I’ve ever had, and surely will never forget. As this time it is very meaningful and I manage to learn alot.</span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-42434126499703044052009-11-07T20:08:00.004+08:002009-11-07T21:27:34.619+08:00The Sweet Escape..<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Just a simple post in order to prevent this blog from freezing and no longer be found..Hmm, honestly despite the bored+cold days of studying, I was surprised to found out someone has actually managed to warm my heart and even taking me for a date..Oops, did I just mentioned a date? Haha, please, I know some of you may have your eyes wide open like ping pong balls or what, but this is not a normal date, it's quite unique indeed..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Previously wasn't feeling very well, since I've received a call from the voice which I have long heard of..It's him..I've been in pain for several months due to the break-up and even swear to myself that I never want to talk to him again, because enough is enough, now, between me and him, there's no longer anything to be thought of. I never want to have anything related to him..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">After getting angry for a while, however, later on, someone sms-ed me after he saw my twitter..And he too knows what happened. So me and him was having heart-to-heart conversation for a while that night, and gave me some advice and encouragement too..What I can say was that from having a bad mood that morning, I managed to laugh before I went to sleep..^.^ </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">What's very weird was that the next day he experienced almost the same thing too with his-ex. Some misunderstanding I guess..? And again we sms-ed talking about the "Heart" thingy. And I do agree, this problem is never easy to solve..After several hours, he managed to pull me off for a while and I even accompanied him for dinner later that day (mind you, I was not with him in real life, just SMS). We chat for the whole night and talked bout many things. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">The next day, after he finished his two final papers, he invite me to go to Queensbay. How? Haha, nothing is impossible with technology around. Just to make sure I know what he was doing, MMS and SMS were sent to me, it really feels as if I were there! (Never done this before!) What we talked about during the process I just can't tell you here..But overall, it's one of the most wonderful date I've ever gone through..I may not be there, but I really appreciate the effort you've given to make it come true. Thank you so much..That's how I was gone for a sweet escape for 2 days to anywhere but here..<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;">"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"> by Helen Keller</span><span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"></span><br /></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-63721602199114290702009-10-25T09:23:00.007+08:002009-10-29T15:52:08.448+08:00Waiting For You..<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> <w:usefelayout/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:PMingLiU; panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-alt:新細明體; mso-font-charset:136; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} @font-face {font-family:"\@PMingLiU"; panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:136; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:PMingLiU; mso-fareast-language:ZH-TW;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Friendship never dies..I guess it’s purely true..While typing this to be posted into my blog, I was actually listening to Hana Kimi’s song called “Save Me”. It reminds me of a friend who actually really need our help in leading her to the right pathway, and I’m glad that she did choose to improve in order to stay with us. Yesterday, me and 7 other girls was having a discussion, a very rare one,because we never have the time ti spend for each other by giving excuse of doing this and that, but eventually without realizing that we have neglected the friendship, we may look united but that’s not what the heart says. Ironically, we were separated due to attitudes. It’s the very first time we have a heart-to-heart session, and in order to solve unresolved issues. The internal conflict between some of our friends. And it’s about a person we really cared. </span> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">All this while, we have been going against her without looking at her pure effort. She has been trying to change herself to someone who was not her, but because she wanted to be a part of us, she tried her best, although she knew she almost reached her limit. She was so much different than before, and I’m very touched with it. Among the 8 of us, she has a different story, a different path, a very difficult one..And after our discussion yesterday without her, we try to compare her advantages and disadvantages, maybe it sounds unfair to her, but we want to know how much she has changed, and to appreciate what she have done. One by one started to express their feelings, how they feel about her all this while when we’re together and how she sometimes makes us angry. Some even cried when they spoke about the situation whereby they were unhappy with her. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">But when one of my friend starts, she started crying telling us a story to compare her condition with us. How different she was from us. Just imagine her as a 5-year old who are still trying to walk and run like others do, it’s not that she never try, she tried really hard, that when she falls, she was crying. But none of us understand her effort, because we just want her to be at the same level as us, but we never thought of how hard is it to be her. Even when she falls, there’s no one to help. And when she was so tired of trying, she thought of giving up. My friend paused for a while, unable to hold her tears, because she was the one has given moral support to her. Although she got disappointed sometimes she never stops encouraging her. In order for this 5 year old girl to stand up again and walk like us, it may not be easy, but at least by showing appreciation and care to her, it may be slow, but she will make it till the end, because she knows we will be waiting for her at the end point. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">After all of them settled down, it’s finally my turn.
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<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">At first, I can still control my emotion. But when I suddenly remembered about what this girl mentioned about her family photo, she said this: “After 22 years, this is the only complete family photo I’d ever had..” I can’t control the tears from rolling down. Because I know compared to her, we were much luckier and happier than she did. At least we still have a complete set of family, and all this while she was just hoping for bits of attention, I know her expectations weren’t high. She maybe smiling from the outside, but no one knew what she’s gone through all these years. I always have a bad impression on her, but I never thought of how she really mind the way I judged her, that do I love her like I love my other friends? Did I ever appreciate all the small souvenirs she bought for me, just to remind me that she remembered me wherever she goes? I felt really guilty, that I just wished the person up there will punished me for being ignorant and neglecting her needs.. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">After all of us gathered up and even doing a small prayer for her, we try to find solutions to
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">help her through all the way. Nevertheless, there’s so much we have learned yesterday. We managed to catch back all the memories we had together but it’s never the end of it, coz all 8 of us will stand stronger together again..To the person, thanks a lot for the love you showered to us..I do admit I shouldn’t have negative thoughts towards you without giving you a chance. Please forgive me ya? I just want you to know that no matter what happens, we are always here for you. We are not perfect human being and constantly everyone’s changing for good. Thank you so much for showing the willingness to change for us, just remember that you have always been here with us and always will..I love you all, Winnie, Sue Yi, Ann Mei, Swee Mang, Ya Hui, Yee Leng and Dora..</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHyHNLSIt1NMVZRIg0o6suq-yrDpxSeyHy7dX1aZE1v2DUEIcpEl-gtz1iVfi97-IXfRM7L_nEL2vF3JYmvKPoozQ1McGQvfHbNEdnxH76TaRAIZ3WPL98ZBVMAWCQs7md2yzDMUt9Gfg/s1600-h/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHyHNLSIt1NMVZRIg0o6suq-yrDpxSeyHy7dX1aZE1v2DUEIcpEl-gtz1iVfi97-IXfRM7L_nEL2vF3JYmvKPoozQ1McGQvfHbNEdnxH76TaRAIZ3WPL98ZBVMAWCQs7md2yzDMUt9Gfg/s320/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396345105919607010" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SIIKFU%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /></span><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">"The beginnings of love is to let those we love be just themselves, and not twist them with our own image - otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them."</span></p><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ></span><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-30227447211733221022009-09-25T22:42:00.015+08:002009-10-16T14:50:29.807+08:00Ipoh Mali!! (Part 2)<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Ok, the Lost World journey hasn't ended yet, the place are just so beautiful and mesmerizing, getting closer to nature and also our friendships. I just found out that Adeline was actually a person who is soo adorable and Swee Mang always try to resist from laughing at her..Haha..Some more Adeline has a very bad phobia with snake..:p Indeed I gain alot from this trip. what I liked the most is the water slide. O god, I was shouting like hell even before I went down the slides. Haha, I guess everyone in the place could hear me!! It's because I'm phobia of heights, I just dont know why, even while going to the caves, I dont dare to climb the stairs and need to hold on the pole before managed to make a step up! (it gives a chill as if I'm going to fall down!)</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPaF1qhwjtQ9k6zo4gGglyTmlMl5E4iatFEiT7kwlMofH_98h_ab57hJm2kHysJYE0O7rWPF_sxIfIEaQQ-pz5BYYny4j8ruZDZgjbqVlFMRxuxMEvi4uY5VPIvfN2T7GpGcSTagyR2rY/s1600-h/DSCF2844.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPaF1qhwjtQ9k6zo4gGglyTmlMl5E4iatFEiT7kwlMofH_98h_ab57hJm2kHysJYE0O7rWPF_sxIfIEaQQ-pz5BYYny4j8ruZDZgjbqVlFMRxuxMEvi4uY5VPIvfN2T7GpGcSTagyR2rY/s320/DSCF2844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385696863075940402" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYC0kOjEQeTZxMsVlxtky4JyBM1xEzJx43Fy4FVp9xnoRcxfSk4gAdMxomDvdis_dvRXcaTD9pRiwLZThnqabEkWikbeahgk2lGdMur7LjJ3AumEA_neN0X2e2fciqnk3nkDePqqxrn2Y/s1600-h/DSCF2922.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYC0kOjEQeTZxMsVlxtky4JyBM1xEzJx43Fy4FVp9xnoRcxfSk4gAdMxomDvdis_dvRXcaTD9pRiwLZThnqabEkWikbeahgk2lGdMur7LjJ3AumEA_neN0X2e2fciqnk3nkDePqqxrn2Y/s320/DSCF2922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385696874900236834" border="0" /></a>Oh, so, it's you who cause the peacock to runaway from us ha..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhruhSW4ZHbeXUnHdLrQOX-0Fts5JNKUFHZ7ESZws6MQQUK8CA-wuNdGmzpeqnKVroiUKXFSzWQlIuIXVM781TQD2bvJjxeo2Cq8uYduv_ood0cdwZF5F-mBJeixKm8cCbB7EY6TNhk5MU/s1600-h/DSCF2929.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhruhSW4ZHbeXUnHdLrQOX-0Fts5JNKUFHZ7ESZws6MQQUK8CA-wuNdGmzpeqnKVroiUKXFSzWQlIuIXVM781TQD2bvJjxeo2Cq8uYduv_ood0cdwZF5F-mBJeixKm8cCbB7EY6TNhk5MU/s320/DSCF2929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385698877654602050" border="0" /></a>These beautiful birds are cute! Small and petite.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWiWNGSzbTVrpOyMfgZ4NeuJiJyFgDxPRQaCSPJ6zBQibg1zo5mZzTgEIR5qdMX__NIF9UKktu7UU-80pVpWG8Sm7_L4HKjHeKxvIZEe_7CzYRjxk0niSkFSPyshRhl8mW2lODDi3LplE/s1600-h/DSCF2943.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWiWNGSzbTVrpOyMfgZ4NeuJiJyFgDxPRQaCSPJ6zBQibg1zo5mZzTgEIR5qdMX__NIF9UKktu7UU-80pVpWG8Sm7_L4HKjHeKxvIZEe_7CzYRjxk0niSkFSPyshRhl8mW2lODDi3LplE/s320/DSCF2943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385698888625715378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW3tSRR4kuarXi8gfYiN6qSe51AiyBSXHoVKNLByi59nDS7OKjXEOBmxmr7pNuzZu-s1UC8D9QjCg63UdjTTNaN5BdD99vtyMWEEuwm8LaUOCeZBcZyBV4D-GTlcR2ljXiXei37o-HoD4/s1600-h/DSCF2995.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW3tSRR4kuarXi8gfYiN6qSe51AiyBSXHoVKNLByi59nDS7OKjXEOBmxmr7pNuzZu-s1UC8D9QjCg63UdjTTNaN5BdD99vtyMWEEuwm8LaUOCeZBcZyBV4D-GTlcR2ljXiXei37o-HoD4/s320/DSCF2995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385698900264844770" border="0" /></a>Mbeeehhheeeekk, according to Adeline..:D<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNPkYH3YkyHyjhcWmtoo7ST-7n9WPXWYhW5k9HnnW4wWYK8jqE26ZiLYg17RQBP26MMUM7f6bhNAYq9SuG7UiUifwAGPZVwFcz69DMIyXBBMK5-KJSl8Q_SgiBIpCfZgjFwnMIhRKKxGQ/s1600-h/DSCF3016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNPkYH3YkyHyjhcWmtoo7ST-7n9WPXWYhW5k9HnnW4wWYK8jqE26ZiLYg17RQBP26MMUM7f6bhNAYq9SuG7UiUifwAGPZVwFcz69DMIyXBBMK5-KJSl8Q_SgiBIpCfZgjFwnMIhRKKxGQ/s320/DSCF3016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385698908854413410" border="0" /></a>Aiggoo, cute rabbit that just wont move from your palm..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneLkH3zgIu9y5z8gOTAgY2U5ulTsNDL-7E74WjdoYiSOPBICyq_-zIp1JaoJbJiHtDgFn8fOSrvovXWIDBsLXhpCFerkp5nHeqyAY3sNnGJjBDUVk_ZZ5kNUEy-5PQnXD_wpXhlZzsNc/s1600-h/DSCF3011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneLkH3zgIu9y5z8gOTAgY2U5ulTsNDL-7E74WjdoYiSOPBICyq_-zIp1JaoJbJiHtDgFn8fOSrvovXWIDBsLXhpCFerkp5nHeqyAY3sNnGJjBDUVk_ZZ5kNUEy-5PQnXD_wpXhlZzsNc/s320/DSCF3011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385698919619826882" border="0" /></a>Spring Hair, this lil fella has a head of a rabbit, a body of a kangaroo, first time on display, no wonder it is so shy..:)<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">So, we enjoyed playing in the Lost World from 10.00am till 6.00pm.Haha, doing the opening and closing ceremony at once! After we finshed shower, suddenly SueYi's grandma paging for us to come back for dinner..haha..Let's head off for dinner ladies! Upon arrival I finally met grandma, she was so cute and funny, not to mention her excellent cooking skills! I love her Bak Kut Teh! (drooling...)</span></div></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Sambil makan makan I asked: "Mama, did you wait for us for a long time?Sorry oh, we enjoyed till forget the time" (suppose we will arrive at 5pm, unfortunately, we didn't realise the time flies so fast, it's already 6.00pm! paiseh)</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;">"Oh, no la, not long, neh Sue Yi lo, suddenly say at 5pm ma, then so late come.."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBgIG6pLpZJMc-mpiRlyga0PyHHtZMgnJDQxZr4uW_eWG_1RuSuyoJ8sJZSWhLOaJWIaZa3nXllGN3pCd7ezTHtKdfjnlTs0uIFTF4rKzWnDXP1W93HGtUtNEVmp9y9aQ5HIH2lTwWMo/s1600-h/19092009(015).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBgIG6pLpZJMc-mpiRlyga0PyHHtZMgnJDQxZr4uW_eWG_1RuSuyoJ8sJZSWhLOaJWIaZa3nXllGN3pCd7ezTHtKdfjnlTs0uIFTF4rKzWnDXP1W93HGtUtNEVmp9y9aQ5HIH2lTwWMo/s320/19092009(015).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385701864287714818" border="0" /></a>Mama and her famous Bak Kut Teh..<br /></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Aigooo, lama juak Mama tunggu oh..:p then we continue makan..What a great dinner, feels just like home! She also bought a packet of Julie's cheese biscuits for everyone. Haha, so cute la Mama..And later theat night we went to Jusco for some shopping, sadly I didn't find any clothes that matches..herm, nevermind, save money lady, save money..:p</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">The next day@21.09.09, we went to the Sam Poh Tong, Nam Thean Tong, and Kuan Yin Tong. Honestly I like Kuan Yin Tong the most due to it's beautiful view from the top, it feels so relaxing(although I admit still having problem climbing the stairs..sweating*.*) Alot of Buddhism element in every caves with the cravings and also statue, feels like in China.^.^ After the session of sun-burning, we went to buy some Heong Pneah. It was already 4pm so we stopped our caves journey and head off to have some dinner(at 4pm?haha). Where else? The ever famous Lou Wong Nga Choy Kai la!! yuhhuu, here I come!</span></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2Pk3Q4gUK8X5Nb1Zvxo93D2ZUOAUvuCPiZAAHs0oJ6xw0VANY6k4E2-WUe3mFNdMyDp3gkzr_plpsQHp2xULrmgfZthzswAlWNa-p6YDFw0dQBiXJohgtfvtvyJ83zOP_Q5fE8FHbGg/s1600-h/20092009(002).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2Pk3Q4gUK8X5Nb1Zvxo93D2ZUOAUvuCPiZAAHs0oJ6xw0VANY6k4E2-WUe3mFNdMyDp3gkzr_plpsQHp2xULrmgfZthzswAlWNa-p6YDFw0dQBiXJohgtfvtvyJ83zOP_Q5fE8FHbGg/s320/20092009(002).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385702862538421170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnnNBd0ZGs_1z9pyVUyu3hAQs7lvvAqu2Lsl-7ugNE1eIO4O5PpZacI0ZJE-JAmwArd3uRHiv0Ibf4gkfVEnDfwhnmUTe9rYRXzfBMTDka2lRUdscAlo2SS0q0e3NlgNeUcy-i_y5SNzo/s1600-h/20092009(038).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnnNBd0ZGs_1z9pyVUyu3hAQs7lvvAqu2Lsl-7ugNE1eIO4O5PpZacI0ZJE-JAmwArd3uRHiv0Ibf4gkfVEnDfwhnmUTe9rYRXzfBMTDka2lRUdscAlo2SS0q0e3NlgNeUcy-i_y5SNzo/s320/20092009(038).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385702882808948738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu9EwQz3aH33M7jqU2ETnUC8dAJyYv_RmIo9M042iC0IkJ0oNcYPXmNW7jwVt3sv1riyxKIfobk4uq6rJhGlprlqfN41-kZrxddUXWoooV-zCTYtcWViKMfEoRodk2pUM9nalr0VbI3VM/s1600-h/20092009(030).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu9EwQz3aH33M7jqU2ETnUC8dAJyYv_RmIo9M042iC0IkJ0oNcYPXmNW7jwVt3sv1riyxKIfobk4uq6rJhGlprlqfN41-kZrxddUXWoooV-zCTYtcWViKMfEoRodk2pUM9nalr0VbI3VM/s320/20092009(030).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385702872262673154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbsaoRtYWaLBhYEJvVWh__LEcO4LqxaY0-7yllD861xskkPRcrMA3lDSED2hTgg0B_Fqdoprgf1w_85ioWe85R3V0d6cVOSWLaGDQomJD5pSsUvv61yje5c9aqwtwCe_x2kNxCB7xtzo/s1600-h/20092009(062).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbsaoRtYWaLBhYEJvVWh__LEcO4LqxaY0-7yllD861xskkPRcrMA3lDSED2hTgg0B_Fqdoprgf1w_85ioWe85R3V0d6cVOSWLaGDQomJD5pSsUvv61yje5c9aqwtwCe_x2kNxCB7xtzo/s320/20092009(062).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385702893216412162" border="0" /></a>Japanese Element found in Kuan Yin Tong..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQcJzjsDyn-gIpVMlrCJTNByMDIAnuLCMHSmz-ZC-8PZLFrnAt95sqaKWa3W7n5ljxYWi5NtQIHwFMLJOXZxbtDkNw7qxpy3S22vM4HY75G8EwdWlYRTC9Xg4PBwUuFawbvir4eApreE/s1600-h/20092009(093).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQcJzjsDyn-gIpVMlrCJTNByMDIAnuLCMHSmz-ZC-8PZLFrnAt95sqaKWa3W7n5ljxYWi5NtQIHwFMLJOXZxbtDkNw7qxpy3S22vM4HY75G8EwdWlYRTC9Xg4PBwUuFawbvir4eApreE/s320/20092009(093).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385705463214789250" border="0" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">It's the very first time I saw a restaurant with so many customers that you need to stand besides other people's table to get a seat. Fortunately we found an empty table immediately we arrive, just got lucky again..ngee..The steamed chicken was so soft and tender..Awww...(Flying to the sky dy..) Not having enough, we then walk to the Tau Fu Fah shop, heard they say it was very smooth and selling like hot cakes. Sadly, when we arrive, the workers there are just starting to pack their things.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Yeeleng: "Still got Tau Fu Fah ma?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Uncle: "Sorry lenglui, finish dy lo..You all came late"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Yeeleng: "But we are from Sarawak wo! Far away to try ur famous Tau Fu Fah!"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Uncle: "Aiyo amoi a, if still got business you think I don't want meh, really don't have liao ma.."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Yeeleng: "Eeee, ngo you tau fu fah a!"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Hahaha..Pandai ah you, guna Sarawak punya nama to trick him ar..No luck, next time please come again..:p</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Not giving up, we walked again to the Aun Kheng Lim's for Yim Kok Kai, salted chicken with an oil-paper wrapped around it and cooked from morning till midnight, so the salty taste is locked inside the chicken..Again, no more Yim Kok Kai left..Haiz..This time we throw Yeeleng in again, hopefully the trick will work out.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Yeeleng: "Please la, you still got any stock ma?this girls came far away from Sarawak eh to try Yim Kok Kai, can la..?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">That guy was thinking for a second, when he suddenly said: "Hm, Sarawak a? Ok la, hold on please."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Yabedabedu!!Pure joy..Haha..This time luck is on our side. Will have great supper later on.:p</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Successfully having the Yim Kok Kai in our hands, we happily walked back to the car and go shopping at Ipoh Parade. (Instead of getting new clothes I bought some mooncakes for my family :p miss them so much..) Ok ladies, time to go back home ya..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Arrive at home around 8pm, we're waiting for SueYi's friend, Ah Soo aka Mama San to come and fetch us, heard about her before from Sue Yi coz she always called her Maggie Mee, not sure why though. At 9.30pm she came to fetch us. Very cute person indeed and likes to laugh alot! Haha, enjoyed being with her lo, our target that night is to have some dessert as supper at Ipoh town at Tong Sui Gai..But there were too many people around, the waiter there didn't even notice us although we have reminded them to come and take order. Ish..So we decide to leave instead.:(</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">In the car, Agua Adeline, Tiger Mang, Mama San and Fish SueYi was laughing like hell while I fell asleep..So lame, maybe too tired kot. However after taking bath, I feel refreshed, so guilty towards Mama San, haiz, paiseh mor..Then time for supper, Yim Kok Kai! Haha, honestly it was okok, the small size really stop my appetite.:( RM16 and yet the chicken was only slightly larger than my palm. Stopped half way, I then went to brush my teeth and take my essential sleep till 8am the next morning..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">@22.09.09, starting off with Dim Sum, lovely..very full and expensive indeed..:( But what matters most is the taste right?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Later on we went to Kek Lok Tong and Shui Jing Tong. Never thought Kek Lok Tong was so huge and beautiful! Enetering the caves, there's a sudden breeze brushing through my neck..Calming indeed..Sue Yi mentioned that usually when there's a big function her family will come to have dinner with other members of volunteers here. Walking into the cave there's another end with a big recreation park at the back of it, accompanied with lots of monkeys hanging from trees. With it's green background, a man made lake in the middle, really magnificent God's creation.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Then we went to Shui Jing Tong, said to have crystals in it. RM4 per person for entrance fee, hm, not really worth it actually. The crystals are only on certain parts and we are not allowed to take photo's since it may damage the crystals structure and stop it's production. There's a very unique stroy bout this cave however, because it was actually found by a man that has dig this cave on his own for about 14 years! Only then he found out the cave has genuine crystals and his stories even came out on papers. But he is getting old hence he decide to stop his work and retire, I really keen on meeting him, but not sure where he is. :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Ok, so next up, we went to Kellie's Castle, said to be a haunted one. They say some people claims that Mr Smith's soul and his daughter, Helen can be seen wondering around the corridor of the house. eerrriieeee..*.* I'm amazed with the house's structure, it has alot of spinal stairs, with wine room, a bar, huge dining room, and lots of rooms in it, not to forget the 3 secret passages for escape in case of emergency. Going to the top floor really makes me dizzy, so many small steps of stairs. And there's even a space to land a helicopter too! I wonder if Mr Smith still lives till today, it would have been a very beautiful mansion..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Later on, after going around the mansion, we went back to Ipoh Town, for the big revenge of Tau Fu Fah! Since it was slightly raining, we enjoyed the sweet revenge inside the car..Then went to Ipoh Parade again for some shopping! Since we have a date with Mama San again that night, I promised myself not to fall asleep, take a cool bath and some power nap..hee..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">At 9.30pm, she came and this time our target is to see Agua!! And have some snow beer too! Wuhhoo!! What can be more better than this? Hehe..As usual, we laugh like hell and almost explode the car! Ngahaha..Went around Ipoh Town to see it's night view and going to small streets where we can see Agua aka Gifted Woman with Ovary Hanging outside according to Mama San!going round and round does make me feel dizzy, but can't wait to try the Snow Beer! As soon as we landed, Mama San ordered a big bottle of Carlsberg Beer. What's different with Snow Beer is just the amount of bubbles it has, due to different technique of refrigerating. The Carlsberg taste is still there..Feel abit warm inside, just nice.:p</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">@23.09.09</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Planning on going to Perak Tong and also Gunung Lang. Perak Tong is also quite unique with its windy condition inside the caves, and we need to climb high up to see the view of Ipoh and the phobia is still there..*.* but the ladies proceed and I just stay here..It makes me realize how beautiful God's creation can be..We always fought in a battle to improve our lives by working to death but never take a time to just sit back, relax and appreciate God' nature..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">20 minutes later, they're back..And they looked so exhausted! Haha, according to Adeline: "If you didnt climb the stairs, you will regret it, but after you climb the stairs, it was WHOOOOAAAAA!!, so high and tiring.."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Bluekk, luckily I didn't went up, you won't be able to carry me from there going down..Haha..:D</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">So later that day, we went to Gunung Lang, just some brief photo taking sessions and we're done. We go back earlier to pack our things and have our last dinner there..T.T sad..but before leaving let's take some photo, shall we?^.^</span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mAORYhMetuFApqEHv5QbzRQp5Mn6-OOAivIDMj6zCVOTOhb405o0Tasu6tMk1OVJVovl8lnh7t_ou7BAGgn_KYtDVXv5_er_nBqkPIBh_IU983BSq9is6jOgGZDjoym2EqpzeYqHCsM/s1600-h/DSCF3359.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mAORYhMetuFApqEHv5QbzRQp5Mn6-OOAivIDMj6zCVOTOhb405o0Tasu6tMk1OVJVovl8lnh7t_ou7BAGgn_KYtDVXv5_er_nBqkPIBh_IU983BSq9is6jOgGZDjoym2EqpzeYqHCsM/s320/DSCF3359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082342551330866" border="0" /></a>Hopo's Lei Cha!!<br /></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlbcBWAMwFGyu4r97j5gy-cYHcNmxtNt64w_S6eN-k47c9fAmqA4TpgzjZnAAtD8a68MmsX6a8VlM_V2YBbMO_VLiFG2ULnCP0X0xFDYeUIdPdzbtPrt6ekNLxBpIq7XqcZqOYGfjnN8/s1600-h/DSCF3385.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlbcBWAMwFGyu4r97j5gy-cYHcNmxtNt64w_S6eN-k47c9fAmqA4TpgzjZnAAtD8a68MmsX6a8VlM_V2YBbMO_VLiFG2ULnCP0X0xFDYeUIdPdzbtPrt6ekNLxBpIq7XqcZqOYGfjnN8/s320/DSCF3385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082357871877618" border="0" /></a>What's the point going to Ipoh without limau bali?^.^<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5739rK8GCkgDeoLr63zfQtLewEP0ehEyzPZmemjsEcEOCuq8fFEx030hofFhE-mQIG4LssD2UTMkIn6bwQok8AlKNfRXudb807pbDMGIAFCis3vk0eQf26K-hnhKKgjQaoYbfvjvR7rk/s1600-h/DSCF3361.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5739rK8GCkgDeoLr63zfQtLewEP0ehEyzPZmemjsEcEOCuq8fFEx030hofFhE-mQIG4LssD2UTMkIn6bwQok8AlKNfRXudb807pbDMGIAFCis3vk0eQf26K-hnhKKgjQaoYbfvjvR7rk/s320/DSCF3361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082368925130210" border="0" /></a>Curry Chicken Bread, my fav!!<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGN_d4W8MDPGtgs4R4xotV_vBYnpZFNZIYtrHdhs99pvQbzuAVPqDkrKsMC4k16173Rhj01r_ZePRzme6OWFoi60MC2t0FkS4Fzkm5gMFvd2LwRlLKepdPQrcGiKx8cIDtmx3pJXi2BQM/s1600-h/DSCF3363.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGN_d4W8MDPGtgs4R4xotV_vBYnpZFNZIYtrHdhs99pvQbzuAVPqDkrKsMC4k16173Rhj01r_ZePRzme6OWFoi60MC2t0FkS4Fzkm5gMFvd2LwRlLKepdPQrcGiKx8cIDtmx3pJXi2BQM/s320/DSCF3363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082379673503618" border="0" /></a>This kuih is so round that it makes me feel I was lookin at myself..<br /> Sorry for the food advertisement, ok, we'll take some pics k?ngee..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rmtIewZEimBO2CHIwEBOIGb5amarnZJqZztKfP8NkLhrSjBPyWTg2X8dso8o72TXr8QTwwn2xEe02dhiWvPv8q-fC8jND_Q6rehF6P46iCD4XlGShP6eqACdPcg64XaUnH4XL7-3EOc/s1600-h/DSCF3393.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rmtIewZEimBO2CHIwEBOIGb5amarnZJqZztKfP8NkLhrSjBPyWTg2X8dso8o72TXr8QTwwn2xEe02dhiWvPv8q-fC8jND_Q6rehF6P46iCD4XlGShP6eqACdPcg64XaUnH4XL7-3EOc/s320/DSCF3393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082391056173282" border="0" /></a>Thanks uncle, aunty, dai lou and especially Sue Yi and Yee Leng who has made this trip a very great one!!Domo arigatou!!<br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" class="sqq" >"Life is full of beauty. Notice it, Notice the bumblee bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential and fight for your dreams.." by Ashley Smith.</span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-14341869747589165132009-09-25T12:13:00.011+08:002009-09-25T17:50:59.141+08:00Ipoh Mali...!!<span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Haha, ya I know the title sounds sooo lame, and hell, I don't even care! I just love being in Ipoh, everything about it, the people, the food, the caves, the road, the night market and of course, Cantonese language!! (managed to fully utilize my skills there~)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Me, Sue Yi, Swee Mang, Adeline and Feh Poh Leng Leng head off to Ipoh on 18th night but before that, we had our dinner at Kebun Sultan and have some yummy desserts at Up 2 U. Thanks to Weng Kin@ Wolfie for being a great driver ya:)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">At 9.30pm the bus arrives, herm not very punctual but ya who cares, as long as we reached Ipoh! Ngahahaa..Riding on the bus, there was one guy who was acting very weird, wearing kopiah, baju melayu and kain sarung, looking very religious indeed, asking for donation. I don't really trust those who ask for donations in the middle of a busy raya season like this, it may just be a prank for his own needs. Ignoring what he said, the girls and also Voon Lip who was sitting near to each other got the shock of their life when he suddenly points to Sue Yi and Voon Lip, speaking in Mandarin, he says: "If any of your things got lost in the middle of the road I won't be responsible for it."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Aiks?Aiks? What? What he said?</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Ngai di, just because we didn't give any donation, he said bad things like that to us? As if he was cursing us since we didn't do what he wants. Bluek, geram! Then he leaves. Hey, that's why it is called donation, we have the rights not to do so, afterall, we doubted if his pure or not..:p</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Leave him there, back to my story, due to traffic jam, the journey goes quite slow and we only arrive in Ipoh around 4.00am. Going down from the bus I finally met Sue Yi's papa, hehe Uncle Lai. He looks skinnier than in the picture, maybe he has been working very hard lately, and Sue Yi's brother, Mr Jun Ann@ Dai Lou helps to carry our bags, thanks! As for Yeeleng, she stops at Medan Gopeng.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Soon after we arrive at Sue Yi's house, it is a double storey house with 4 rooms, and we sleep in Sue Yi's room, washing our face and land our self on the bed..ZZZZ..4 sleeping beauty hav their nap till 8am. Haha, pure joy.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">So next we head off to a coffee shop where her mother works, and have some lovely breakfast, such as roti tisu and planta, Hakka Mee, Fried Kuehtiaw, Dai Lok Mee, and Fried Yee Mee, not to forget dried meat bread! I even ordered a cup of cappucino coffee. Just lovely..:) After the heavy breakfast we're having, our next journey is to the Lost World of Tambun in Sunway City. Having lots of fun there! We are lucky since the Petting Zoo has officially opened to public on the same day. We have our hand bands after paying for the ticket, RM30 *.* (expensive huh? but the fee has include the Petting Zoo visit as well, so its worth it!), change our clothes and getting ready to jump into the water..Yihhaaa!!! Luckily the weather was not too sunny, in fact it was raining for a while. Soon after the water session, we're going to the Tiger Valley to watch the feeding session. O god, the tigers are so huge, it weighs 7 times heavier than me! We're so lucky that we even managed to see the fights between 2 youngest tigers. (Cat fight for food, since the other tiger didn't get enough) Unfortunately on of them got hurt, heard the instructor say they may need to stitch it since the wound is quite huge. Hmm..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Then we walked bare foot to the Petting Zoo, aww, the animals are sooo cute and adorable, except for the reptiles..(euw..I hate snakes mor...) Managed to take some photos in there with the birds, rabbits even a small fish I caught, what matters most, it makes me forget all the problems for a while and getting close to nature, I wished the journey just never end..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Will continue in the next blog later tonight, need a break to do something else..dang, I hate assignments..:(</span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJSBhFQNkTC7pRTMobXBNfhXVR6OL1IwwJp2GNbn-DCpnHSPVVEiopLnWjhcTiUHQfyzGTM4PBVET9e4phhvTEIgZ74o8obvOz53E77vXAwoCGGxC5_RlaN75PH6rlSuH3e9tp0-2bns/s1600-h/18092009(007).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJSBhFQNkTC7pRTMobXBNfhXVR6OL1IwwJp2GNbn-DCpnHSPVVEiopLnWjhcTiUHQfyzGTM4PBVET9e4phhvTEIgZ74o8obvOz53E77vXAwoCGGxC5_RlaN75PH6rlSuH3e9tp0-2bns/s320/18092009(007).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279405408412738" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Red bean + Rice ball dessert at Up 2 U<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9wx-mz9VLUZVgHveSSHsavJwOGkTN2tJpVylMf9qNyE_BcDzeYMq64kKKvZdFQZnvZYSogkrNi-tfTwTwcz28NrkxwAJj5emXzLoV6smYdyRiKsIEK5QUdOeT2a9mqVY5n4Q380JzSIw/s1600-h/18092009(005).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9wx-mz9VLUZVgHveSSHsavJwOGkTN2tJpVylMf9qNyE_BcDzeYMq64kKKvZdFQZnvZYSogkrNi-tfTwTwcz28NrkxwAJj5emXzLoV6smYdyRiKsIEK5QUdOeT2a9mqVY5n4Q380JzSIw/s320/18092009(005).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279410069861682" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8QXZZw7YTt-AjkqzVsMxJFprgpcV000wVkTlcnz9ypf2QO_SCUA2gnY4kjsto6pv61WGBjkSbiRopxGker9EMGBl11UyHdSxPOXPM1AgF_6LDKQL9UUlySPbUpQvtvCgyr45rC6_J4k/s1600-h/19092009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8QXZZw7YTt-AjkqzVsMxJFprgpcV000wVkTlcnz9ypf2QO_SCUA2gnY4kjsto6pv61WGBjkSbiRopxGker9EMGBl11UyHdSxPOXPM1AgF_6LDKQL9UUlySPbUpQvtvCgyr45rC6_J4k/s320/19092009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385279425705626082" border="0" /></a>wow, Hakka and special appearances by Mr Roti tisu..:p<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_gz7XrqAx0ZAgM05IfgU9ksJZk7BOuCrsQGP2ai4ltUnGPm5UOA8SmIzgHhhw7thAr-L8MI8m_PTXlf4gdinzbEFJc7BJfKISalvm0pMO_feMSGcdAT4424TflfDK7x9iMJPyBCG1rxI/s1600-h/DSCF2816.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_gz7XrqAx0ZAgM05IfgU9ksJZk7BOuCrsQGP2ai4ltUnGPm5UOA8SmIzgHhhw7thAr-L8MI8m_PTXlf4gdinzbEFJc7BJfKISalvm0pMO_feMSGcdAT4424TflfDK7x9iMJPyBCG1rxI/s320/DSCF2816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385333555409631890" border="0" /></a>Waiting for the Tiger feeding session..ngee..<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPltHZcLtXDIOeN283KDhC_J7I4EAgy0aMUjJDBCCZz87KzsPOSyn5Gza25k6OOjk2niG8eGWI7RRK_J3AOuCdftyXr35ndpQho9vpkhOHYtqD2GvYrZouvSpn0mjBc7MsBYsRNFTc-w/s1600-h/DSCF2836.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPltHZcLtXDIOeN283KDhC_J7I4EAgy0aMUjJDBCCZz87KzsPOSyn5Gza25k6OOjk2niG8eGWI7RRK_J3AOuCdftyXr35ndpQho9vpkhOHYtqD2GvYrZouvSpn0mjBc7MsBYsRNFTc-w/s320/DSCF2836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385333567477837618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Exciting fights between the giants..</span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht3ols6zaita7Mn1Kpyjz2IACp-eDofLBxn7CfnkUZ6XLB3v7_KCT6Ey09D1srK5rXTHaXS0ZuoTmOxvzR-dfm0BK4i1nwWwdtD3KE-_SDPZ1JWNmLKE1kqVbehB7t59tNT6s2VNE4ock/s1600-h/DSCF2848.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht3ols6zaita7Mn1Kpyjz2IACp-eDofLBxn7CfnkUZ6XLB3v7_KCT6Ey09D1srK5rXTHaXS0ZuoTmOxvzR-dfm0BK4i1nwWwdtD3KE-_SDPZ1JWNmLKE1kqVbehB7t59tNT6s2VNE4ock/s320/DSCF2848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385333582678179986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Euw, the water is cold, cold..</span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqrnrlRM-SLwCSLlAaNh0vLzpzoa82Y4RDWWenf7Nb9Ev0CMXckbSacgVbyX98J761CeDj_i1DLmbmjY1rHJvJpevOHaWY3hymSNBmrmzH1iHA1Y8Fg_VxxKAlzSQF5fwVbbuETQCbiGQ/s1600-h/DSCF2850.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqrnrlRM-SLwCSLlAaNh0vLzpzoa82Y4RDWWenf7Nb9Ev0CMXckbSacgVbyX98J761CeDj_i1DLmbmjY1rHJvJpevOHaWY3hymSNBmrmzH1iHA1Y8Fg_VxxKAlzSQF5fwVbbuETQCbiGQ/s320/DSCF2850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385338159344359922" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Wish the water could wash away all the pain..</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZWJeaSHpMXU9hi7objg6Gzz8sjZlUgcHuXvwYhRN8oSETiQWLRvRMDTh68VzwuOnQDsqhEzMbBCIwbW_4aCYyWkozsdWpQOIvN4GOOF2Kq9VczjxcHkwM7YceDQFnkSWAkySmT2VnVQM/s1600-h/DSCF2876.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZWJeaSHpMXU9hi7objg6Gzz8sjZlUgcHuXvwYhRN8oSETiQWLRvRMDTh68VzwuOnQDsqhEzMbBCIwbW_4aCYyWkozsdWpQOIvN4GOOF2Kq9VczjxcHkwM7YceDQFnkSWAkySmT2VnVQM/s320/DSCF2876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385338165766024514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Yihhaaa, nampak ni?nampak ni?aku dapat ikan!!ngahaha..(dengan eksennya)</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7hxRshFxqRLUA0rKXBi4hNq1mwOBf5W1TKh7e9tO-RKxX9D5V_lCK-HOXHAlg4Ptr-OKPSqPd_NXU9ahFCBSfAKMa8m3-PGN1U6PYNYuP2RAAnZwGa1XOBQTPVInr_hUVhaU-iEAM2wI/s1600-h/DSCF2893.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7hxRshFxqRLUA0rKXBi4hNq1mwOBf5W1TKh7e9tO-RKxX9D5V_lCK-HOXHAlg4Ptr-OKPSqPd_NXU9ahFCBSfAKMa8m3-PGN1U6PYNYuP2RAAnZwGa1XOBQTPVInr_hUVhaU-iEAM2wI/s320/DSCF2893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385338173975467698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Chickie chickeeeenn..hee..:p</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_p3sJvyNjjevlgtq_DTaJnaRKIoc7yT-cKW40jioonRNuwdbPO91VcoNkKUSqp_zLkeHfeV5HlxwrwLB5s1ChwdY9g7ZYCeAdUK14InpooJzCNEHrQYFX4IuNP7xD1bBCx55AcAHWY6E/s1600-h/DSCF2978.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_p3sJvyNjjevlgtq_DTaJnaRKIoc7yT-cKW40jioonRNuwdbPO91VcoNkKUSqp_zLkeHfeV5HlxwrwLB5s1ChwdY9g7ZYCeAdUK14InpooJzCNEHrQYFX4IuNP7xD1bBCx55AcAHWY6E/s320/DSCF2978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385338191783250626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Adeline almost break this monkey's arm when she kept spinning it around..:D</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-55942866075726505132009-09-09T21:14:00.005+08:002009-09-09T21:33:37.121+08:00Candid!^.^<span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;">Hehe, Annmei have just taken some photos this afternoon while waiting for the practice session to start. This is what we've called, BORING!! (Don't take it too seriously, we're doing this just for fun..)</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnhinZI0eRHr232gqjcjxuArIwsiCt9Uguk5-21HjENYpKPo6_nhpY2N1t362JNTZzeKWDlNMLqjBdvCVpKdWXZ5e_w7syiXYOmWf7NSahrQ4PQfc6S8VvJvbMz1CUqs0N4Cma3tlfkw/s1600-h/20090909(002).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnhinZI0eRHr232gqjcjxuArIwsiCt9Uguk5-21HjENYpKPo6_nhpY2N1t362JNTZzeKWDlNMLqjBdvCVpKdWXZ5e_w7syiXYOmWf7NSahrQ4PQfc6S8VvJvbMz1CUqs0N4Cma3tlfkw/s320/20090909(002).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379456803782318322" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;">Me: "Ohhh, I'm getting dizzy after donating blood yesterday, almost collapsed in the ward, now we're having practices for OSPE..+_+</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: verdana;">Sueyi: "Neh, that person lo, suka suka nia say wana do OSPE, huh!"</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8rGMUdSE5b5wbj_OC9fpCAqlAsGJ_ulPOMMQET7bRSHYfflZP3a1rPewcPnz85nFj0q_E6eAL931hM1TYZOKuilui8iaNXYo3DGNfoq-0Sw7KgDxGiIdkcB-Gk-4nww-7AgFEaHhQ4o/s1600-h/20090909(003).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8rGMUdSE5b5wbj_OC9fpCAqlAsGJ_ulPOMMQET7bRSHYfflZP3a1rPewcPnz85nFj0q_E6eAL931hM1TYZOKuilui8iaNXYo3DGNfoq-0Sw7KgDxGiIdkcB-Gk-4nww-7AgFEaHhQ4o/s320/20090909(003).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379456810753865106" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;">Me: "Did you see what I see?"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;">Sue Yi: " Come shower us with the flashlights please!"</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5pA5d4VB7J_lyvF3PzjuMb4BL6kTzxyR7H8h6zoMqtpsACceUSCCy_KJyBnAjIgtV5kqotxqKiJPiODkhMTKl3Og5q7M6p3RAaf4VdoaWxAJTYy9WwtlOg54RGRYUQw8CwRXimVD_uSM/s1600-h/20090909(004).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5pA5d4VB7J_lyvF3PzjuMb4BL6kTzxyR7H8h6zoMqtpsACceUSCCy_KJyBnAjIgtV5kqotxqKiJPiODkhMTKl3Og5q7M6p3RAaf4VdoaWxAJTYy9WwtlOg54RGRYUQw8CwRXimVD_uSM/s320/20090909(004).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379456819733289154" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;">This lady very funny lo, my junior taking nutrition, she was actually on her way for lecture and going late but we asked her to stop by for some photo-shoot session. Haha.</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ44y8OaVBF1_p8pGVgm0IbvcIMNpCukqeYVoLSEBNJhzetdsmSpv24nAF4sxGEoK4QonMq-1ispi4if9x6vx8JCqX9zScLeA7D4eBos7fcnJorqWMr6pcMTKpEdPiRUQHFDGFT0P5JUE/s1600-h/20090909(005).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ44y8OaVBF1_p8pGVgm0IbvcIMNpCukqeYVoLSEBNJhzetdsmSpv24nAF4sxGEoK4QonMq-1ispi4if9x6vx8JCqX9zScLeA7D4eBos7fcnJorqWMr6pcMTKpEdPiRUQHFDGFT0P5JUE/s320/20090909(005).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379456823846393554" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;">Aiya, still take photo?Hahaha..I love this pic, thanks Mei.:)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;" >Friends are kisses blown to us by angels. ~Author Unknown</span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-71954325244191988972009-09-09T19:49:00.009+08:002009-09-09T21:10:58.776+08:00Giving hopes, saving lives..<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >It's not a very busy day, with class starting from 8am-9.30am, almost 5 hours of gap in between before the ne</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >xt class at 5-6.30pm. Sounds very relaxed but actually not! After going back from my English class, I immediately went back to my hostel, accompanied by my hungry stomach, have some good bath and dinner and distributing leaflets to my block's student in block B. </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Huh, then I head off to DU for Mega Blood donation held by HUSM. Herm, I've joined it during my first year, but I've chosen to escape the second year due to some incident.T_T<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> (Nevertheless, I've won Pensonic toaster from lucky draw! Ngahaha..)</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br />And last night, after I've gathered all my strength, I try to donate blood for the second ti</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >me, this time calming myself and hopefully no error is done. Luckily after waiting for a while, I managed to donate 450cc of blood. Feel very</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" > satisfied indeed! Hm, as usual, lucky draw session was held after the blood donation, and guess what? I'm not going back empty handed! Haha, won a hamper instead! But my friend and batchmate, Annmei has won even a bigger price! A table fan!<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> (Full of jealousy)</span><br /><br />But whatever it is, whether I get a hamper or a table fan, the conclusion is that never hesitate to do something good in order to save more lives. I've always wanted to be an organ donor too, but due to certain factor, I may need to let it go. You'll never know how much someone out there is so in need of blood to save their lives, </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >and your decision may be the pen that'll write their future..</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHFvoAVHJ2vt3sdwT0_nogpFT-mlZ9998oE5W8Tu6aH4cUgSt7zDGhqDrN-_Nyo0GOUGSRs960lFDRLGj1ysX49p-DzkxbuLdT9p9DYDEfKWiYoFjmJIjFdfjSVAHs-jxD5mzTvzGFQRo/s1600-h/08092009(001).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHFvoAVHJ2vt3sdwT0_nogpFT-mlZ9998oE5W8Tu6aH4cUgSt7zDGhqDrN-_Nyo0GOUGSRs960lFDRLGj1ysX49p-DzkxbuLdT9p9DYDEfKWiYoFjmJIjFdfjSVAHs-jxD5mzTvzGFQRo/s320/08092009(001).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379447431421964706" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">The criminal who have stolen the fan away from me!! haha...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEdf75YXNMVNyyj6QO1veQVcR2yQqBZ0ytT35VAoZko8K5LmrilQNtI0jhyphenhyphen14YVZJxPTwt1RAXBfqonOq0A5duDMLYk1bZsO1Fbrbe_Lqm4iXre8z2OVUQTR-pi3ptVxErUzdSmd2YGiY/s1600-h/20090908.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEdf75YXNMVNyyj6QO1veQVcR2yQqBZ0ytT35VAoZko8K5LmrilQNtI0jhyphenhyphen14YVZJxPTwt1RAXBfqonOq0A5duDMLYk1bZsO1Fbrbe_Lqm4iXre8z2OVUQTR-pi3ptVxErUzdSmd2YGiY/s320/20090908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379447438528516706" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">The other criminal who have stolen the hamper.^_^</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_Pit4eov8qmR0FNAuv0pgPP8dldNkXJbslq8Am-Eh7eG8f4yfPHBb2X5Dmf1Jp23QJ8CPuRq2Eg_1TZcsPksTDcwATXQCwbjNT7bnbwQwr1PXsN-gn3XDsZyAhqpOfeSQsqgomnEA_4/s1600-h/08092009(002).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_Pit4eov8qmR0FNAuv0pgPP8dldNkXJbslq8Am-Eh7eG8f4yfPHBb2X5Dmf1Jp23QJ8CPuRq2Eg_1TZcsPksTDcwATXQCwbjNT7bnbwQwr1PXsN-gn3XDsZyAhqpOfeSQsqgomnEA_4/s320/08092009(002).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379447447340129010" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">The blood bag..</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOfVgC2o1nhbXQFm9psRg9roXFZwVUQeDSRxmsNKnX8Xh5IJ_GvQzr3pokfS3-MySBtBCBEFeieieJAr_rJVdUSG760SSp9h9FW0xmcp8AxwxFpT0-sdCO1iIaSMspVCnkLWTohElzbg/s1600-h/08092009(003).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOfVgC2o1nhbXQFm9psRg9roXFZwVUQeDSRxmsNKnX8Xh5IJ_GvQzr3pokfS3-MySBtBCBEFeieieJAr_rJVdUSG760SSp9h9FW0xmcp8AxwxFpT0-sdCO1iIaSMspVCnkLWTohElzbg/s320/08092009(003).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379447456959098658" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">Take a closer look, whose blood is this?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6O2lUhcc6SgPVanjk7qnK4Xd9JERdvDgswqHKCUToeAx1iuY_Ru2RE_jRD9bkHLieaqS3on5TDdq1mEQ5c9Cj-D_wDVPcSZAUkhGqejWqUuu2xSi-Zu8Gxgwsh0A0zlxlE8Y4FMdD4uc/s1600-h/08092009(004).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6O2lUhcc6SgPVanjk7qnK4Xd9JERdvDgswqHKCUToeAx1iuY_Ru2RE_jRD9bkHLieaqS3on5TDdq1mEQ5c9Cj-D_wDVPcSZAUkhGqejWqUuu2xSi-Zu8Gxgwsh0A0zlxlE8Y4FMdD4uc/s320/08092009(004).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379447457443232642" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">The owner. Haha, ok, so my blood type may not be as popular as the O and AB type, but what matters is the intention to help right?:)</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimselt6GTaiC4rFCJSoEidy4b_MBx92N98aluo9OpI1ZJdNEUQvWwUZDcWkJCxrQlJ5WwEbPU72q0rf8o_PdijMtfxV7pTPnG-Gx-jqVVjZlh8jq_NmjwD22Bo0eqETIHlMc8K3SFbyzQ/s1600-h/08092009(005).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimselt6GTaiC4rFCJSoEidy4b_MBx92N98aluo9OpI1ZJdNEUQvWwUZDcWkJCxrQlJ5WwEbPU72q0rf8o_PdijMtfxV7pTPnG-Gx-jqVVjZlh8jq_NmjwD22Bo0eqETIHlMc8K3SFbyzQ/s320/08092009(005).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449578623064578" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">This handsome guy came out of no where, only realised he was at the back of me when I saw this photo!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRU1jutA-U4EoP5-eNFujA7McN0zbvWgaUrJMcRTzpHl37eRnjDYS6meYtwDo7zrkd1xNrbb_7pnHT8Nvdfnz2M-HXp7hhyphenhyphenFaYVqYQFRjUKIzTzjcVGarbtOTqIw-L_ogGUha91JrVQuU/s1600-h/20090908(011).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRU1jutA-U4EoP5-eNFujA7McN0zbvWgaUrJMcRTzpHl37eRnjDYS6meYtwDo7zrkd1xNrbb_7pnHT8Nvdfnz2M-HXp7hhyphenhyphenFaYVqYQFRjUKIzTzjcVGarbtOTqIw-L_ogGUha91JrVQuU/s320/20090908(011).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449586120273170" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">This guy can't accept the fact he didn't get any lucky draw prizes, so to make him happy, I've entertained him for a while:p</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiog_WU1nEOFCWi0eEqGJd_qSrabvibfM4KlsT3Jg9xVHQnUxRVHe1bxEXeDcsihZ61AwQKIwqtIP0g80yG8eNWrZBrxs5XA8UqQ-CtlF1Ro0ZCUSkGMzQnbjI5M-f3mhyphenhyphenWlbhsD48jcTE/s1600-h/20090908(012).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiog_WU1nEOFCWi0eEqGJd_qSrabvibfM4KlsT3Jg9xVHQnUxRVHe1bxEXeDcsihZ61AwQKIwqtIP0g80yG8eNWrZBrxs5XA8UqQ-CtlF1Ro0ZCUSkGMzQnbjI5M-f3mhyphenhyphenWlbhsD48jcTE/s320/20090908(012).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449589251118674" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">Oh, and again, this time with Annmei's fan.:)</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhelL3_3eAQirgbH4ZXCOtcOxcrJjaQOOJDvCp3BRLU-L3SyoiIY6GLPkqPR-4L6kWS_ViVs2Z0f31poUW3_JuX4lDDFtjMjajURNZ1dLoNPGVhyphenhyphenO31foA4JPS3F-RWpE3N_VRjCn31Jcg/s1600-h/08092009(006).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhelL3_3eAQirgbH4ZXCOtcOxcrJjaQOOJDvCp3BRLU-L3SyoiIY6GLPkqPR-4L6kWS_ViVs2Z0f31poUW3_JuX4lDDFtjMjajURNZ1dLoNPGVhyphenhyphenO31foA4JPS3F-RWpE3N_VRjCn31Jcg/s320/08092009(006).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379449600431486706" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;">Not satisfied, I took another pic, this time, yours truly.:p</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;">Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day. ~Quoted in </span><i style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;">P.S. I Love You</i><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;">, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.</span><br /></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-79978754793026415492009-09-07T21:00:00.001+08:002009-09-07T21:00:14.660+08:00Fish<script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48cfe5b37f644537/4aa503ddb7b5e9c1/48cfe5b37f644537/d59ed566/widget.js"></script>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-15642112929381141352009-09-02T18:44:00.008+08:002009-09-03T21:33:36.047+08:00A day I'll never forget..<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >In one's life there's surely some moments at which we've locked inside in our minds forever..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Yesterday was a really tiring day, waking up early in the morning at 5.30am, getting prepared for my clinical posting at ophthalmology ward, and of course the ward was famous for the lecturer involved, from all of my course mates experience entering that ward, it was never a pleasant experience. The lecturer was strict and she likes to ask nonsense!! Some of us were even being labeled as class E or G students, and being accused for not bringing along our brain during posting. Oh, whatever. All the complaints that I've heard has somehow make me immune to it. In my mind, I don't even give a damn if she want to scold me stupid or anything. Let her out, maybe that's her therapy in releasing tension.<br /><br />So, with a relaxed mind and slightly prepared (it was so exhausting the day before and with tonnes of assignments waiting, I just studied important component.) Me and my other group members head off to the ward. As soon as she came in, all of my group members was shocked since she came in earlier than we thought. The rest? herm..We got scolded as 'bengong' bla bla..But I'm cool, to me 'bengong' is still considerable. The clock is ticking slowly, but I just want to go through that ward and preparing for my afternoon posting. Yes, it's 12.30pm!! and I'm free..Phew, luckily I don't get hurt emotionally or else I can't proceed to the next ward..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >After having lunch, I went to the neurology ICU ward at 2pm until 4pm. As usual, I do have the feeling of performing some procedures, but unfortunately due to inferiority and feeling insecure, I decide not to touch anything. So we have bedside teaching by the staff nurses in-charge. approximately 3.30pm, the ward suddenly went chaos when an 8-month old baby was having nose-bleed and his blood pressure went so low they immediately call for the doctor. I'm not very clear about the real situation but as soon as I saw something wrong, I went in to see what's happening. All I can see was the doctors were trying to rescucitate the baby and a nurse provides oxygen through bagging. The mother was standing aside and crying. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >What's happening? Why everyone suddenly gone chaos because of this baby? Is the baby going to be ok? Will he recover again? Suddenly one of my friend informed me that the baby has sepsis which is the blood stream infection. They've realised something wrong when they found out his hands were cold andthe lips went blue. But before that the baby suffered from many other chronic illness such as meningitis and hydrocephalus. His folder was so thick, I assumed that he must have been in the hospital for quite a long time. Still not wanting to give up yet the doctors tries to recovers the baby's heart beat and blood pressure to normal. I was trying to comfort the mother but didn't even realised that I was also worried and anxious about the baby. At 4pm, everyone was leaving except for me and one of my good friend. Looking at each other without saying a word, we choose to stay for a little while. The ventilator machine was not showing any progress either..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >15 minutes later, one of the doctors stopped the rescucitation. Shaking his head and after discussing, they decide to let the baby go..Walking towards the poor mother:" I'm sorry madam, but this is all we can do, we've tried our best, maybe you would like to have your last word with your son.."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Unable to control her feelings, she cried out loud..Calling and asking for her son not to leave her. All of sudden tears came rolling down my cheek..I'm not sure why..Maybe I was too tired? And maybe I really don't want that baby to go..I never knew his mother or the baby himself, and yet why I was crying? Somehow I was trying to put myself in her shoes..Just imagine the relationship between the mother and son..He was only 8 months old, but I can feel that their relationship was so strong..She has been accompanying him all the time when he was in the hospital, from the moment she gave birth to him, taking care of him, feeding him, see him smiling and crying and watching every progress..There's alot of memories they share together..Now that she lost him, she knew she'll never see him again.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >I can't bear to watch her say goodbye to the baby, and I try to calm myself from being emotional, heading off to wash my hand and saying good bye to the staff nurses in-charge. As soon as I came out from the ward, I cried again..It makes me feel depressed, that I can't do anything for him..Even till today, the calm innocent face that was lying cold on the bed, is still fresh in my mind..Death is normal in everyday life, each start will come to an end, as nothing lasts forever and eternity..But as for me, I'll never forget this moment for the rest of my life..</span><br /><br /></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-5785974203953928572009-08-29T13:08:00.006+08:002009-08-29T13:22:15.738+08:00Just For Fun..^.^<span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">I am currently listening to a song by Jason Mraz "The Beauty In Ugly", very nice..:)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;">she's so big hearted, </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> but not so remarkable</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> just an ordinary humble girl</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> expecting nothing as we're made to think </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> its a pretty person's world</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> but you are beautiful and you better go show it</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> go look again, you gotta be true to your own</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> if you really wanna go to the top</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> do you really wanna win?</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> don't believe in living normal, just to satisfy demand</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> well if you wanna get free</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and if you wanna do the passionate thing</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> you should own your name and stand up tall</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and get real and see the beauty in ugly</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> well you are fresh, you're face is fabulous</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> don't forget you're one of a kind</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> when nobody is checking the deeds you've done </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and nobody is hearing your cries</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> you make all of the fashion statements </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> just by dressing up your mind </span><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> well if you wanna get free</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and if you wanna do the passionate thing</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> you should own your name and stand up tall</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and get real and see the beauty in ugly</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and see the beauty in ugly</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> well if you wanna get free</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and if you wanna do the passionate thing</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart and oh</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> you should own your name and stand up tall</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> and get real and see the beauty in ugly</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"> see the beauty in a ugly </span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-60867769927053774642009-08-25T20:41:00.004+08:002009-08-25T20:51:12.032+08:00Just passing by..<span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Hey everyone, it's been a long time since I've updated my blog. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Lazy right? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">But still I miss my blog so much and have so much to write unfortunately due to a very packed schedule, I need to slow down for a while..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">This is where I write down what I can't actually tell other people..Just like a personal diary.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">With so many problems coming, the heart is still hurt and bleeding..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">But still first thing comes first, will be going to the Psychiatric Unit tomorrow morning, may be some of the most unforgettable experience I wont forget..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">In the afternoon, I'll head off for the surgical Orthopedic ward..more new knowledge to come...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Hope that I'll be grant with lots of courage and pure wisdom for days to come. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Kisses,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Alexis.</span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-67492561863050552642009-08-15T15:32:00.007+08:002009-08-15T16:53:20.644+08:00Temptation..<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Yep, talking bout temptation. Starting off this afternoon just would like to share something with all of you. this morning, 10.30am, Suetkee, Yeeleng, Gabriel Nai Ma and me went to the KB PIKOM PC Fair in KB Mall. At first it seems like any other PC Fair, offers and discounts here and there, with new gadgets from a normal mouse to a touch screen PC. But that doesn't matter anyway. So instead of tucking our self in the sea full of people, me and Suetkee went to Popular to look for her senior's farewell presents. Then into the Pacific to hunt for new clothes since it's now Mega Sales Carnival..(WUUUHOOOO!!!) Unfortunately since I'm being really fussy with clothes none of it caught my attention though. fine, save money then. Hikhik..(Kononla:D)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Going back to Guardian (same floor with PC Fair), suddenly I heard a loud call from a very familiar voice..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;">"DAJIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" "PAP!"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Apu, what is this lady doing? Oh, it is Yeeleng. Haha. Looking so happy and satisfied I was wondering what makes her smile even more. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">" See? I bought a digital camera!! Guess how much is it? RM 399!! Canon brand some more!"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">" What? RM399? Are you sure?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">" Ya, and i got a lot of free gift, includes 4GB pen drive, increased memory card 4GB, mini tripod, casing."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">" Oh my god, so cheap! Very worth it!" </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Suddenly I felt jealous. That greed feeling is coming. Before this greed feeling came, I only have RM40++ with me, since I'm going to Penang tomorrow, so I try to not touch anything. furthermore, I've bought my CNY ticket, it gaves a big hole on my Bank Islam Account, thanks to AirAsia. :( That doesnt include my november tickets yet! Haha. But the camera...It was...So...Cheap...So..Worth It..Huhu..Sad..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Later on, thinking about it, I suddenly remembered. If it is true I have the tendency to buy that thing, do I need it? DO i reeeeaaally need it? Oh, it makes me tired. Why do I have to choose when I know the answer? Hmm, temptation is everywhere. But if I do things according to temptations around me, then I'm going to lose everything even money that I save for the Penang and Ipoh trip! It was really sad not to buy that camera since my family never had one, but first thing comes first. According to neccesity. I'm glad I've made a wise choice. Not only I save money, I don't need to think about how I'm going to spend my whole semester thinking bout money. Nevertheless, Yeeleng was really lucky to get a good bargain. I'm hoping by next semester when I'm financially stable again, I'll get a camera, to capture beautiful moments with my friends and family, perhaps with a new loved one? HikHik..</span></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-45040038332767682082009-08-13T20:33:00.006+08:002009-08-13T23:02:39.153+08:00The Poor Girl..<div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Just looking for something that we can discuss together for those who read this post. 2 days ago I'v read about a girl who was raped by her stepfather in Kelantan. To some of you, rape cases may sound just like any other ordinary crime done by people who lost their level of consciousness and was provoked by devil to do such thing. But this case was somewhat touching. Although I do not know who that girl was, I still feel it was a very heartless crime done by her step father. The incident was like this (based on reports done by Utusan Malaysia 11 August 2009):<br /><br />The poor lady was persuaded by her step father to go out with him by telling that he will bring her to town. Unfortunately she realised that her step father was heading to other place instead of going to the town, she was brought to the rubber estate, and was immediately being raped by her step father. Not being able to escape, as her step father's animal instinct has taken control, she shout as loud as possible and fortunately some of the villagers nearby heard the shout for help. Panicked as he realised that the villagers are on the way to stop him, he was taking drastic action by splashing acid towards her daughter. Not just that, she was also stabbed. Next? Scared that he will be punished, the step father drank the acid and was pronounced dead when the villagers arrive.<br /><br />So, the damn father is dead. The daughter? I just can't say. She is now bearing a severe injury due to the acid and wounds. According to the newspaper report, she was immediately brought to HRPZ II. By the time i was reading the article, it doesn't feel too bad, but still I have sympathy for her.<br /><br />Yesterday, after Sue Yi was back from her posting, she told me something really shocking. "Jie, you know just now there was a rape case in the ward I'm in. She was a very young lady. Pity her." Suddenly i remembered something: " Hey, if I'm not mistaken , I've read about a case just like what you've mentioned, it is the same girl!!" Yes, it's true, it is the same girl moved to our hospital, in Intensive Care Unit. According to Sue Yi, just by looking at her will make you feel so sad and depressed. She was tied to the bed (this maybe due to avoid her from getting out of control), flipping through her folder, with 40% burn injury on her body and eyes and most probably some of the acid also enters her digestive system. Her face was wrapped with bandages, so can't even see her real features. Imagine how this lady will continue her life in the future..<br /><br />Honestly if it was me, I don't think I can regain back my strength and continue like normal people do. She is so young, there's so much more beautiful things ahead waiting for her to discover. And because of his eager needs for satisfaction, the hope and faith is no longer there. Just imagine being in her shoes has already make me feel sad, what more the person herself. How can a human being turn into a beast and destroying his children's life. He was free forever since he is no longer here, but what about his daughter? His wife and family? Will they be able to handle the society's bad perception? Only time can determine how their next phase of life will be..<br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SIIKFU%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /></span><br /></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-75685178515809083382009-07-30T22:02:00.019+08:002009-08-01T11:44:21.030+08:00W-inds 26th single-Hybrid Dream!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7k8XcBg5_wvRYWfzy-oCxMrnHmoSXba62rXx8fSEvvXCp5RS63nJCo9EloSPCpkl64SnjZN3ETsGlw_5Hg82MzyImYj5uS7k-3ZWFmFBlRmVeq96FXjuXAXvQl3xXAWTP8B20mImQU4/s1600-h/R+K+R.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7k8XcBg5_wvRYWfzy-oCxMrnHmoSXba62rXx8fSEvvXCp5RS63nJCo9EloSPCpkl64SnjZN3ETsGlw_5Hg82MzyImYj5uS7k-3ZWFmFBlRmVeq96FXjuXAXvQl3xXAWTP8B20mImQU4/s320/R+K+R.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364454758444166130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Yipee!! I just got the songs from W-inds latest single "Hybrid Dream" from Sim Lee.Haha, luckily I went to her room to pass the Researh Methodology book just now. And before that I left my clothes at the toilet for a while and started listening to the songs alone in my room. Wow, love it so much!! I was previously introduced to this group last year and on</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >e of the songs that really attracts me was "MESSAGE" during their '07 concert. The MV was </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >so beautiful at which three of the members Ryohei (leader), Keita and Ryuichi sits toge</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ther on a dark red sofa, slowly emerging on the center stage, so beautiful indeed. And their feel</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ing while sing</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ing the song is so real I can eventually feel as if i were there..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Listening to the song Upside Down, I feel so guilty as it's been a long time since the last time I 've listened to their songs and watching MV's. For this single, the verdict is A+. Haha, to me not only their song has shown some new element in it, including the song "Rain Is Falling" feat G-Dragon (Big Bang) that has this techno and electric feeling. Got me shakin</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > my head and want to dance with the beat! Obviously they have grown</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > up and experienc</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ing new things in orde</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >r to sustain their standard in Japan's music industry.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >As for the song "Hybrid Dream", it gives me a very smooth and calm feelin</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >g, according to Sim Lee they even sang th song without breaking down the chain and singin</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >g it continuos</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ly. Love this song too! Hm, she is a very good observer and I didnt realise that till she told me. If you think of listening to a song that's not too heavy then this is suitable for you.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Next, specially recommended by Sim Lee " Upside Down" (like her also la..haha) The song is quit</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >e catchy and it's the first time they sang a song with this rhythm. It was a mixture of everything! What's important is that I can heard Ryuichi's and Ryohei's voice clearly!! Think</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > if I listen to </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >it for a few more times I may catch the lyrics together. And Keita's voice is really good in this song.Ah, again I'm</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > in love with him.*Wink*</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Lastly, "You Are.." , hm, not bad but not my most favorite. But still for the first single it is not bad. Now I'm anxiously waiting for the Seventh Avenue concert CD to arrive! There's always soemthing special installed in their concert which is why the tickets to their concert are at high prices and hard to get. Waa..Thanks Sim Lee for making my da</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >y so meaningful, hopefully the Cd will arrive soon ya??hikhik..(Parasitism)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWB_QMREM2V1fMgOPnz_BQap-K5Zu6z9ZJbc52vIrf1k7Rb7EurMHpUQpGaV3Lua3bmCx-GpxAndf8flqtffO9t2IEIz8UDIvsOp2W-lnznpGPHcGnThJtXv2ledX4thEAtFNhHvMoAbg/s1600-h/da5ede31c57e538a5edf0ed8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWB_QMREM2V1fMgOPnz_BQap-K5Zu6z9ZJbc52vIrf1k7Rb7EurMHpUQpGaV3Lua3bmCx-GpxAndf8flqtffO9t2IEIz8UDIvsOp2W-lnznpGPHcGnThJtXv2ledX4thEAtFNhHvMoAbg/s320/da5ede31c57e538a5edf0ed8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364454775034733202" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-Q9pDqm3BpDWT0wVntXiUyKKVla0Cb1OdbDhyphenhyphenPa3jSvrvLJS9ipWvg5QkhiHY7rhuax7l8yOhptFDizF7LLDX37h94eW3Qc1-BciuDxhYuGHujzSqFx8pxLM476Y7nn8ZcHUetb03mA/s1600-h/08af55d308fd5c2b960a16d0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-Q9pDqm3BpDWT0wVntXiUyKKVla0Cb1OdbDhyphenhyphenPa3jSvrvLJS9ipWvg5QkhiHY7rhuax7l8yOhptFDizF7LLDX37h94eW3Qc1-BciuDxhYuGHujzSqFx8pxLM476Y7nn8ZcHUetb03mA/s320/08af55d308fd5c2b960a16d0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364451551881958226" border="0" /></a>The adorable Mr Keita..cute smile don't you think?? Haiz, I swear if I see him live I may passed out..</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhS63X4zX7xessmDulc4asO7VO7i494S74QARcXjKgzxdY_6_yJLsrMNVhpLzzVePs7lmyQD2oaCnwkkyfVt47wGQHKTlH8GLEoBNUM-6wnV4gESFRsKh91-xWnIKUEdeiwvoiczhMMWE/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhS63X4zX7xessmDulc4asO7VO7i494S74QARcXjKgzxdY_6_yJLsrMNVhpLzzVePs7lmyQD2oaCnwkkyfVt47wGQHKTlH8GLEoBNUM-6wnV4gESFRsKh91-xWnIKUEdeiwvoiczhMMWE/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364451572745510482" border="0" /></a>Mr Ryuichi..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3cDMv3chocZHdKAzzplMQseo116kRj9FdyM8j7f1y9E-FON8-8XaRjSCjjg5cwVWLVeaUXeSXMKKABenhv8ihW9U4UgFIAOkeUHi8i5HVxO5UdA92dsoCfKSZTWffBvhdQx1v-HfAadw/s1600-h/IMG_0006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3cDMv3chocZHdKAzzplMQseo116kRj9FdyM8j7f1y9E-FON8-8XaRjSCjjg5cwVWLVeaUXeSXMKKABenhv8ihW9U4UgFIAOkeUHi8i5HVxO5UdA92dsoCfKSZTWffBvhdQx1v-HfAadw/s320/IMG_0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364280955535592834" border="0" /></a>The leader Mr Ryohei..hikhik..<br /><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LTytSjLw5GWXUdJ-T012OhgZ8h9zckPI5tNjt3_OopahFf560GiFWlRVKM9k-eq5cS_dG1YUzyATK5Fe9OmVGLQ0okREBtExacc6D2aqDt1osUSx_T1CnjJ6A9Q157PUNF0izdOPOuQ/s1600-h/w-inds1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LTytSjLw5GWXUdJ-T012OhgZ8h9zckPI5tNjt3_OopahFf560GiFWlRVKM9k-eq5cS_dG1YUzyATK5Fe9OmVGLQ0okREBtExacc6D2aqDt1osUSx_T1CnjJ6A9Q157PUNF0izdOPOuQ/s320/w-inds1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364454767412180402" border="0" /></a>Everyday is W-inds day..<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-40169554405290412612009-07-10T20:31:00.008+08:002009-07-11T10:39:48.451+08:00Another day..<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-qfUS-nMY_wGF5vLqcyPvnwps_9OQ-tGN5_pU5WvQT5f1gjrgtLJ2W51utPzfRlGSdQjGFIuEjYEJzvbK97fs4FPEor-Mw7J4E63UC-MvR8CcBdvNdkkPiC2HzbwvA7wujmqHBCrCZ8/s1600-h/ws_Beautiful_View_1024x768.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-qfUS-nMY_wGF5vLqcyPvnwps_9OQ-tGN5_pU5WvQT5f1gjrgtLJ2W51utPzfRlGSdQjGFIuEjYEJzvbK97fs4FPEor-Mw7J4E63UC-MvR8CcBdvNdkkPiC2HzbwvA7wujmqHBCrCZ8/s320/ws_Beautiful_View_1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356813200307262882" border="0" /></a></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Feel really down today, somehow felt I've failed to accomplished my mission for today, supposed to have made it a really meaningful day..And so in order to make myself feel guilty i went to wash my clothes, it was like a stress therapy at which I can do some activities and make some reflection on myself to correct my mistakes and do better in the future..<br /><br />My roommate is not in too, so no one to talk to, i understand she also has tasks to do. Well, everyone gotta do what they must do right? I just chat with Mei Ee just now checking on what she's doing now, since they currently living outside, so it must be tough going here and there especially when there will be on-calls going on for the 4th year. Nevertheless i hope Mei Ee and her friends will be able to fight for their rights as student and stayed in hostel because it's a must and we paid for that!!<br /><br />Neway, tomorrow evening Yee Leng</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > has rent a car for us to go shopping in Tesco, this time i want to make sure i catch all the things i needed and not what others needed. Time to fulfill self-satisfaction..Can't wait! :)</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDVjOQA-X6XUNeHh7cE4iBBT8L8Zo0EqS3ee7uEBEYrZ0l-oyGwB0uv0DgGJFavbjRBd38Bdes23tEBYLk7Cs6OscLtKvngAIiC7Ls96_CyudSMCpQHk8hZsnoSijtvIXFknsf83VtSQ4/s1600-h/ws_Yellow_Flower_1024x768.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDVjOQA-X6XUNeHh7cE4iBBT8L8Zo0EqS3ee7uEBEYrZ0l-oyGwB0uv0DgGJFavbjRBd38Bdes23tEBYLk7Cs6OscLtKvngAIiC7Ls96_CyudSMCpQHk8hZsnoSijtvIXFknsf83VtSQ4/s320/ws_Yellow_Flower_1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814485763377410" border="0" /></a>It's up to you to choose, whether you want a great day or a bad day..:)</span><br /><br /></div>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430277865659822344.post-53134395647485395682009-07-08T19:01:00.005+08:002009-07-10T10:18:32.686+08:00The Tension Is Just In The Air..<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's been a quite relaxing week for the nursing students actually, well, that's what written in the timetable, unfortunately things just don't go smoothly just like planned, there's always more and more surprises to come!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">This week we are introduced to several courses which is quite new to us, and also more assignments and seminars!! Hm, less paperwork doesn't mean the burden got is less. This semester I am taking 9 courses, including 2 new electives which are the communication and self development followed by Arab language.Ya, Arab language, i know it sounds awkward but at least it is much better than ekosistem akuatik or tropikal than has nothing to do with nursing. My aim this year is to learn new things as much as I can. Sounds stupid but true, I also want to improve my relationship with others and gain more friends instead of enemy. I'm sick of having enemy since it's giving me a hard time going through every semester.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">This semester 3rd year nursing student is no exception from meeting the lovely Miss Supa. I do hear from some of my seniors that she is a strict lecturer and has high expectations on us. Meeting her for the very first time nearly scares the hell out of me!! Haha, idiotic indeed. Today we were given the chance to experience ourselves what it feels like to be working in 2 Delima, a HDU neurology unit in HUSM. Taking the first time into that place it was full of serenity, not because it was heaven, it was like a silent battle field for comatose patient. Only the sounds of ventilators and respiratory aid can be heard. Freaking out with what i saw, it's not an easy task and ratio of 1 nurse to 1 patient is used to maintain quality health care. And meeting a really friendly nurse, Pn Zaidah has been able to cool down the tense besides giving tips on how to survive in the ward.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Honestly it make me think the importance of putting myself in theirs shoes since these patient is unconscious and unable to make decision themselves. Nurse's role is very important in sustaining sterility and calmness. Suddenly it make me feel really proud of myself for choosing this profession. I don't give a damn what other's thinking about nurses, to me it is a really noble job, besides applying a lot of skills together all in one such as communicating and being empathic.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">After finish that session of visit we went back to do some discussion on what we feel, some said they were scared and some say they never expect the ward to be that way. Having talking heart-to-heart, Miss Supa certainly want to know deep down about us..there's whole lot more to say but i'm just not that prepared yet, but when i enter that ward again next time, i expect myself to be more self-disciplined and courageous..</span></span>Alexis Siik Funghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01627700589313744611noreply@blogger.com0