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Food here is nice..

Guess what.. here is India, a very SIMPLE and EASY procedure, the people here will make it as complicated as possible..

e.g. Getting a new sim card

The documents required is

• A copy of Bonafite letter
• A copy of Passport (front and back page)
• Your bank account letter
• A passport-sized photo

My line was nearly barred. They jus make it so troublesome.. HELLO.. it's just a sim card OK..!!
Unlike Malaysia, as long as you have your IC number, your address, and that's all you need.

The people here has very weak working efficiency.. Even when i went to the office to photocopy my passport, the secretory just stood there chatting with her friends and purposely ignore me and my friend, in the end we found out that it was because they ran out of A4 papers.. Tell me how can a university can be lack of papers.. aren't papers are very important in such educational institutes..?? Worst of all, couldn't you just inform us that the office has no more extra papers, and not just making us stand there waiting like an idiot?? Can't you just SPEAK??

The food provided in hostel are SUCKS!! We are only able to eat chicken ONCE a week. You can hardly see vegetables. Our breakfast is usually bread, yet, it was AWFUL, i miss Gardinier a lot..!! The coffee and tea here are extremely sweet.. Our lunch and dinner would usually with currys and chapati.. sometimes there'll be boiled eggs. 

However, there are of course foods that i like..

 

 

 

Anatomy Dissection and Physiology Experiment

Although i've studied three chapters for Anatomy before i come to India, but seemed like it didn't apply much here in India. The syllabus is a bit different.

They were almost done with the Upper Limb. I am so far behind them now..

Even only the scapula has lots of terms to memorize.. for example, glenoid fossa, infraspinatus tubercle, supraspinatus tubercle, anterior border, lateral border, medial border, superior border.. Bones that attached the scapula.. Deltoid muscles.. trapezoid muscle.. Intersessous muscle..

Argh...

The only thing that made me feel so proud was wearing the coat..

We had Physiology experiment after that. After the 20 minutes briefing, we head on to the lab. Took our attendance. And here we go.. First of all is to get my blood sample.. about two to three drops.. drip my blood into a test tube filled with saline solution. By using a marble tile, drop one or two drops of antiserum A, B and D separately. Divide four sections on the tile, label it. Antiserum A is blue in colour. Antiserum B is yellow colour. Antiserum D is colourless. And the last column shall be the control (fixed).

Then drop one or two drops of my blood into each antiserum. Use a stick to mix each solution. Wait for a minute. Observe the changes, the title of the experiment is Blood Grouping. It was actually a very simple experiment. The blood solution which agglutinate, it shows my blood group.

This is Sasikala..good friend of mine..

Changed my name..

Due to my unpleasant incident that happened during the Physiology Lab lecture, i suddenly came up with an idea!

Change my name! >> Change my Roll. No. >> Change to Batch B >> NO MORE SEEING THOSE TWO BITCHES!!! >> HURRAY!!

i asked my mum's opinion, and of course PERMISSION for me to do so. I asked Nurun too. She said i might can give it a try. So i went to talk to the Academic Manager, with Nurun's accompany as a Translator. Unfortunately, he disapproved. I was so upset until i could afford to give up, i can't stand it for FIVE YEARS with that two girls in the class!! So i quickly gave a call to my mum who was in the hostel. She came and i explained to her. She supported me. So she went to the office and talk to the manager again, well, i was beside her pretending that i'm gonna cry ANYTIME if he says "No" again.. XD the manager looked at my facial expression, at last, he approved.

[ Target Achieved ]

First day of my class..

5th October 2009 (Monday)

I wore my Punjabi Suits. I skipped the morning session because every Monday has an internal exam (so called Diagnostic test) for two hours, yet, i have no idea how is it gonna be, plus, i wasn't prepared for anything. 11a.m. i attended Physiology. Before i enter the lecture hall, Nurun reminded me to ignore whoever stares at me, cuz it's obvious that i'm the fairest among them, plus, I'M A NEW STUDENT!

Things was going fine. But the lecturers' slang had brought me to a terrible trauma. Most of the classes' duration are 1 hour, EXCEPT Anatomy Dissection (2 hours).

 

For the second day, i heard that the students in my class (exactly 100) have been re-shuffled. Each and every one will have their own new Roll No. and are divided into few groups according to alphabetical order. I was in Roll No. 15 as my name starts with C.

 

The FIRST 50 students are held in Batch A, the the latter in Batch B. For Physiology Lab lecture, before we are allowed to start our experiment, there'll be a small briefing in the demonstration room. In Batch A, there's only THREE Malaysians, the rest are local Indians. Gaithri and Darshini, plus me, made up the THREE AND ONLY THREE Malaysians. To avoid being the odd one out, i volunteer to join two of them. They are the two main person that i mentioned just now, whom are INCREDIBLY arrogant.

"erm.. i'm afraid not, you have to do things INDIVIDUALLY here.." one of them answered.

 

It was OBVIOUS that they REJECTED my sincere request. Ok fine, since you don't appreciate it, then i shall forget about it. But luckily i met one of the locals, her name is Buvaneshwari, she's sweet and nice. Her Roll No. is just before me. My microscope was not functioning, so i stood beside her and watch what she's gonna do, and learn. She taught me the steps.

* i LOST my pencil case on the same day.. *

finally i got a chance to update my blog..

16 October 2009 (Friday) 1:56a.m.

It's middle of the night now. Nurun, my roommate in sleeping just beside me. If you've been keeping up with my facebook updates, then you shall know that i'm in India now. At last i am able to write my blog HERE in India, and that is the main reason i created this blog.

I had just finished the FIRST three chapters for Biochemistry.

1. Biomolecules and The Cells
2. Carbohydrates
3. Lipids

I know these chapters sound easy, yet they are not. I tried to understand, but eventually i marked up the whole "story".. That doesn't feel good to me, but i have to at least just read through, although i can hardly understand, especially when it comes to all sorts of scientific names for each and every single molecules.

I've been here for 13 days, nearly TWO WEEKS. The moment i left my father and my dearest brother, i cant believe that i wasn't crying. Most probably because my mum was following, so i felt that my family is still so closed to me. When i reached India, i felt that the place made no changes to me.. The locals here are of course Indians, Malaysia has Indians too! But the funniest thing was, i can't control myself from using Bahasa Malaysia to communicate with the locals there (which i am used to it when i was in M'sia).

This is KLIA

In the taxi, the driver named Jeyakumar, i wanted to ask him when are we supposed to reach my college (in English).. The conversation ended up with laughters..

"Sir, college sudah sampai kah?" i asked, without realising that i've used the wrong language.

The driver starred at me for a few seconds, with a blurr look on his face. Here goes the laughters.. x_x

It was really embarrassing..

I took a lot of photos throughout the journey, but, just because the taxi's windows are all tinted in blue, thus, the photos i've taken were with blue colour background.

When i reached my college, the first thing i saw was the construction site after the security guard house. I reached the Malaysian Hostel, and i saw Misha! I met new friends, namely Levenes, Levya, Vinoshini, Darshini (Bitch), Guhan, Kavitha, Naveena, Sasikala and so on. Few of them are from Lincoln College, e.g. Pravin, Rubaini, Natasha, and Misha too. I felt so glad to see them here.

I spent a great time with my mum there.. Our relationship obviously gets better.. and i'm so grateful for that. We went to the Pondicherry Town, it took us about half an hour by "Auto". We bought a lot of groceries, but first thing first was to register myself in the office. Met the Dean. He is a very friendly person, he in-charges for all the activities done in the college. His position is somewhat more than a principal does. My admission documents were all ready, except the SPM official certificate. I got along well with most of the Malaysians here, except few of them who act INCERDIBLY arrogant, which is a kind of attitude that i HATE the most among the human beings. I am fine with the food here.

Among the First Year students, the room that Nurun and i are staying is actually bigger than those who stays upstairs. There are THREE beds, is fully equiped with furnitures. I am satisfied.

* one thing i realised, i am the ONLY chinese for First Year students.. * 

Stucked in between "UNLUCKY" and "SATISFIED"

19 September 2009 (Saturday)

Today was really an unlucky day to me..Yet SATISFIED. Hehe.. kinda confusing to you, right? XD let me explain one-by-one.

I woke up around 7.10a.m. this morning. Took my bath, and ready to start my journey BACK TO THE OLD TIMES!! Of course i did not go alone, my uncle became the driver, my grandma followed too. We went to the old "pasar" at Imbi Road, KL. Why do i call it "old"? Even after i was born, i used to follow my grandparents while they sell seafoods there. Most of the old folks didn't recognise me, it's been years i've not been there. I felt so excited when i saw the same old condition i used to experience when i was just a kid. The uncle who sell taufu, the auntie who sell fishes and vegetables.. the crowd.. I miss that kind of atmosphere.

We had our breakfast there.

We left and head on to our next destination. My grandma bought herbals, visited one of my relatives. While i was in the car, there was a black colour Honda Accord passed us by, i had a glance on a guy in the car!! He looks so similar to my ex!! I was not sure about it, so i started stare at him and look carefully. There was a girl sat beside him. I remember, his hairstyle.. He smokes.. He drives very fast.. Damn it!!! I thought i forgot about this guy!! I hated him!! I can't remember his phone number (012-9155XXX).. The last THREE number!! I supposed the girl beside him is his current gf now. I SCREWED my SPM Physics paper just because of him. I didn't know i was crying and begging him to come back. How awful he is to dump me while i was having an EXAM?!! Wouldn't him know that his action would hurt me so deep??!

Although i'm fine now, but THE SCAR that he caused, it'll always remain and keep in the deepest part of my heart.

Oh ya!! My uncle bought me a SOAP!! Made in New Zealand, extracted from GOAT'S MILK. A very popular brand, Belina. The name of the soap is "Elegance"..

~ END OF THE "SATISFIED" PART OF DAY ~

*Here's the "INTERESTING" part!!*

We got back home. I was trying to help out my grandma in the kitchen. I cut the pig's intestine and liver. My grandma wants to cook "bitter gourd + pig's internal organ" soup. I LOVE IT!! I was doing fine INITIALLY. I took a rest for awhile.

Tick Tock... Tick Tock...

Back to the kitchen.. My grandma was teaching me to cut the meat. But i was complaining that the knife is not sharp enough. I need to use much ENERGY to cut them into slices. So i arrogantly "requested" for another SHARPER knife. My grandma warned me. But i assured her that i can do it. Well.. Here it goes..

I CUT my nail off and my flesh.. The blood dropped on the floor.. It was bleeding non-stop. But i felt nothing AT ALL. I guess i was too shocked.. I didn't know i would did such careless mistake!! I can't believe it! I'm a future DOCTOR! I dissected a frog before, but how could this be happening!! Ish!! This is seriously EMBARRASSING!!

I shouted. My grandma and auntie was panic.. hehe.. My grandma put some herbal powder onto my wound and wrapped it with plaster. I could feel my blood pressure was decreasing drastically, i felt so dizzy, not because of the blood (i am not afraid of blood), I just can't accept that i was the one who cause this incident to occur!!

I prayed to God.. And i'm glad that my finger is STILL "attached".

Don't laugh!!

Facts

The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tude and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.

if you attempted to count the stars in a galaxy at a rate of one in every second, it would take around 3,000 years to count them all.

The average bed is home to over 6 billion dust mites.

The heaviest extracted from a human stomach was a 2.53kg ball of hair from a compulsive swallower.

~This is a rabbit stomach~

Mickey Mouse is known as "Topolino"in Italy.

Only a life lived for friends is worth living..

26^th August 2009 (Wednesday)

Wow!! That was AWESOME!!! I had a GREAT time with my BEST friend, Nicoleeeeeee...!!! hehe..

She’s really a sweet heart.. The day before the outing, i was just got home from Perak, sent my grandma home. Nothing much happened, yet, i’ve got so much blessings from my dearly relatives.. We just stayed there for one night. On the way back home, Nicole called. She asked me whether we can hang out in Times Square. I asked my dad’s permission, and he approved.

The next day, i woke up at around 8.30a.m. I got myself prepared, then my dad send me to her house. I had a WONDERFUL breakfast there. She did pancakes!! So DELICIOUS!! Mangoes, cream, honey were added on top of the pancake.. SHIT... I’M DROLLING..

In no time, TM came. I showed him my new phone, C510. Gosh.. he was non-stop teasing me.. And we drank ROSE tea.. my goodness.. i LOVE the natural aroma of roseeeee..

After that, we head on to the bus station in front of IOI Mall in order to get a taxi to bring us to Bukit Jalil Railway Station. It only cost RM15. Three of us were like MONKEYS!! Jumping up and down from the bench, to snap a photo of us while we’re HALF on AIR..!!! Scroooolll down and you’ll see them there.. hehe..

We dropped down at Hang Tuah station,took a monorail, head on to our DESTINATION.. we were just walking around.. Nicole bought a gift for her bf..

After some time, we leave TS, and we took a train to KL central, then head on to Taman Bahagia, to pick her bf up.. while TM and I had our own sweet time.. hehe..

Oh ya!! I bought a new wallet for TM!! It cost RM35, Timberland.. pure leather..

After picking up Nicole’s bf, we head on back to Times Square.. Finally we had our lunch.. Damn hungry.. TM told me that his stomach was rumbling ady.. hehe.. We were supposed to go to this Gasoline Cafe near the cinema. But the place was full.. When i enter the cafe shop, i was totally fascinated by the scenery.. I mean, the designs are so different and unique.. Haih.. unfortunately, we gotta find for another restaurant since there has no seat left..

We found this restaurant named “Vivo”.. wasn’t crowded at all.. the waiter came near us.. we browse through the menu, we decided to eat there. The food was really tasty!! TM and i ordered chicken set lunch.. Nicole and Jerome ordered pizza set lunch.. We were chit-chatting.. Nicole treat us all for lunch.. Thank you, my dear!!

After our lunch, we walked separately, i mean, couple-by-couple. TM and I went to a photo-taking shop. RM20 for a set, with unlimited time. You can choose your own photo background, 6 only. Nicole said she wants to send Jerome home. TM and i tried to make things snappy, so head on to the Pair Shop, which you can buy couples stuffs there.. we bought a pair of ring.. stainless steel.. both cost RM39.90 in total..

Then we head on back to Taman Bahagia to pick Nicole up. We went back to her house, it was raining cats and dogs during the journey.

I chatted with Nicole’s mother. They were supposed to have their dinner, but seriously i would really like to apologize, cuz my dad was a bit late, i hugged TM for the last time. Giving him a goodbye-kiss before he leaves.

I really really do appreciate every single moments i have throughout that day.. when will i be seeing them again? Most probably a year later.. I’m gonna miss you guys!!

LOVE Y’ALL!!! Mmmmmmmmmmmuuuaahh..!!

A Punjabi-wanna-be

17^th August 2009 (Monday)

My dad brought me to Klang. For what? Buy Punjabi Suits!! Hurray..!! Tm said that is actually a waste of petrol. Anyhow, we went. There are plenty of shops that sell Indian traditional costum, for example, Lehngas, Sarees, Dupattas and all sorts of jewelleries.. Honestly, i was totally amazed!!

It’s a shop named Gurdip Store which is located at the roadside. The moment i saw the shop owner, my first impression on them was, she is somehow considered as a high-class Indian. And then i took a glance on her husband who was sitting beside her. I gasped through every single corner of their shop.. beautiful Punjabi Suits were nicely hanged and displayed on the wall.. And there my mum started the conversation. My goodness.. guess what just came out from her mouth.. She asked the lady to show the cheapest Punjabi Suits.. I was kinda shocked with her sentence. The person pointed at the rack.. I quickly walked towards the direction.. Erm.. as for my opinion, although those Punjabi Suits are CHEAP, but somehow i think they’re quite old fashion, by looking at their colours and pattern.

The colours were really dark – bloody red, black, brown, purple.. and so on. Suddenly, one of them had caught my attention! The WHITE one, which was hanging between the rest. The pattern is much more simpler, unlike the rest which are pretty complicated. So i picked it and show it to my mum and grandma. They both like it too.. My mum asked the price of it, guess how much.. it’s 100++ over!! Erm.. That’s... really... EXPENSIVE!! For instance, if i buy the material (mostly it’ll only costs RM40 to RM60), i mean, the cloth, then i bring it to the tailor to sew a Punjabi Suit for me (usually RM30), TOTAL would only be RM90.. But how come they sell RM100++??

My mum tried to bargain with the lady. I chose another Punjabi Suit, which is quite similar with the previous one. Finally we decided to buy both, hoping that the lady would give us discount, hey, please be more considerate, we are coming from Puchong, the distance is quite FAR. At last, we paid RM245 for ONLY TWO Punjabi Suits.

Learn from the kids!!

16 Sept 2009 (Wednesday)

Two days ago i've been reading a science non-fiction book. It talks about Health and Exercises. Hehe.. actually it's for Primary Students, my youngest brother borrowed from the church. Frankly speaking, i bet even "you" (reader) won't understand some of the words written on it.

For example,

Lumbago
Torso
Periosteum
Brachioradialis

The meaning of these words are not stated in the book. How do you expect a kid to understand, when neither do i nor you can understand. I checked the dictionary and found the meaning. I mean, i have not learn these words, even i am a university student. The book is written by a professor, Albert Barille. This book sells all around the world.

I typed the important points into my PC and save them, for reference in future. I know i may need these information someday.

Thank you so much, teacher!!

15 Sept 2009 (Tuesday)

A sudden thought of my previous tuition teacher just drawn into my mind.. Mrs. Sharon. She's the BEST Biology teacher i've ever had, in my life. I used to be a student in Success Score Tuition Center when i was Form 4. Her teaching method worked on me. Because of her, i started LOVE biology. Because of her, i gained interest and passion on Biology. I might get TERRIBLE result for the REST of the subjects, BUT NEVER Biology.

I used to like Chemistry.. but ever since it had changed to another new teacher, I BEGUN TO HATE CHEMISTRY!! Well, thinking of my ex-school, i was REGRET of studying there. I don't know what have i learned throughout the last FIVE years. Perhaps i didn't work as hardworking as i am supposed to be. But one thing i am very sure, the TEACHERS there SUCKS!!! Well, to be honest, the teachers there are mostly RACIST. I was once FORCED to cut my LONG hair before SPM. I was threathened not to get my exam slip if i insisted not to cut my hair, ALTHOUGH i explained that the barber cut it wrongly, and that hair style wasn't what i've wish to have.

"I memang takkan lepaskan dia!!" shouted the disciplinary teacher, Puan S.

I can never forget her, her UGLY face, her GIANT body, her THUNDERING voice!!!

And Cik Sujatha!! The so-called queen!! (BULL-SHIT!!) The one who chase me and my friends out of the class. The one who took the scissors and pointed at me..

"You want me to cut it for you, or you cut it yourself??" she asked, with the evil look on her face.

And Puan Dewi!! I can get my EST an A not because of her!! It was because i'm good in Biology. The essay question in Paper 2 was related to Biology, and that was why i am able to score!

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Mrs. Sharon.. who bring me all the way long until this stage, the stage where i am on my way to achieve my goal, BEING A SUCCESSFUL DOCTOR. I received a msg from her on 19th August.

"dear Pui Xin.. It is such a joy to hear from you again. It is every teacher's dream to see her students achieve their full potential in life. When you are out there alone, always in contact with your family or those you trust to share your ups and downs. I wish you well, take care and God bless. Keep in touch"

She gave me her email address.

These are two of the notes that she did for us. I'll bring along every single of her notes to India. But ever since the last time i saw her in church, with her husband and her new-born baby girl, i never get the chance to meet her anymore. I'll definitely invite her for tea once i graduated from MBBS, Nian Yu will come along too.

STOP IT, PUI XIN!!!

14 September 2009 (Monday)

Just came back from staying over night at grandma's house in Kajang. Had a great time there..

Mr. Chandra said he'll call today, to inform me about the NOC. But still no news from him..

Yesterday my mum visitted my aunt in Cheras, don't know how she got a small box of cylinder-shaped chocolate from Japan.. But THAT IS SERIOUSLY TASTY!!!

Within a day, i've finished 80% of it. I think i gotta quit it, but HOW??!! Ten years ago, my dad quit smoking, there was some sort of square-shaped CHEWING GUM sold outside. Maybe it's useful, but it is used by smokers to help them quit smoking.

Anyone can recommend some sort of new CHEWING GUM for CHOCOLATE LOVERS like ME?? please...

Barbecue at my house

31 August 2009 (Monday)

I woke up EXTRA LATE today.. around 12 noon..

I didn’t have my brunch immediately.. i went downstairs and saw everyone is busy cleaning the house.. I feel guilty if i just sit on the chair and read the newspaper (that is what i usually do after i woke up in the morning.. I drank a glass of water, straight away i carry the another vacuum cleaner and walked upstairs to my room.

I mopped the floor.. I should have done everything faster and earlier, THANKS to my little brother.. who kept on disturbing me.. =.=”

Took some rest, went for shower.. ready for LUNCH!! Guess what time was it while we finished all these household chores.. It was already 3p.m.

What’s the plan for today?? Hehe.. don’t worry.. it is not that boring as the past few weeks..
My aunt suggested for barbecue last night, while we were having our dinner in German Cuisine & Bistro, Bandar Puteri. All of them agreed EXCEPT my mum. But eventually they managed to persuade her.

My grandma prepared all the ingredients and they arrived at our house. I invited Nian Yu and Shueh Teng to come over, but both of them have their own special family programmes going on, since today is National Day. The maid came too. Not mine, she’s my aunt’s maid. She always brings her along during our gathering. Actually, it is somehow considered as a FAREWELL party for me.

We had chicken wings, marinated lamb chops, corns, hotdogs, salad, ice lemon tea and so on..
Erm.. i won’t be telling much about the whole process.. but will show you the photos i’ve taken. In a nutshell, we had a GREAT time spending together.. Our immediate neighbour, Uncle Tan and his wife, and their child joined us too..

Fruit Salad.. Ymm...

Everything went smoothly, AND successfully.. I’m TOTALLY contended with my life now.. TWO DAYS AFTER TOMORROW, gotta say bye bye to them, and to MALAYSIA. Malaysia SUCKS!!! You hear me, our so called Prime Minister?? I’m talking to you, man!! I can see Malaysia’s drowning.. Soon, it’s gonna be like Iran and Iraq.. WARS!! Look at our POLITICS..!! Can’t you see it?? Malaysians, don’t you get the meaning of “MEROSOT”?? Malaysia is on the way to that stage.. Just wait and see.. It’s just THE MATTER OF TIME..

HOLD ON A SECOND!! Why am i talking about politics now?? I thought i’m not interested in it. Ok fine, YES I AM!! I mean, i am NOT interested in politics. But watching news everyday makes me.. feel.. so.. ANNOYED..!! Can’t you guys just STOP it?? Mr. Ong?? And Mr. Chong?? Mr. Najib?? The Mongolian lady?? What is going on with you guys?? Duh.. I’M SO SICK OF IT!! EVERYONE’S SICK OF IT!! THE CITIZENS!! THE OLD FOLKS!! THE YOUNGSTERS!! THE HUMAN BEINGS!! OUR ANCESTORS!! OUR GOD!!

Isshh.. PEOPLE!! Well, just cut it down!! Be more CIVILISED!!

Ishh..

1 – 8 September 2009

What a BORING week.. i weighed my luggage that day, i saw that it reached 60kg!!! I got shocked, at the same time, i felt PANIC!! Suddenly felt so aimless.. don’t know what to do next in order to solve the problem.. few days later.. only then i realised that i looked at the WRONG scale.. I wrongly looked at the “lbs”, i should have look for the sign of “kg”.. My goodness.. i’m a future DOCTOR, and how can i make such SILLY mistake!!! My patients depend on me!!

Well, actually my luggage weighed only 27kg. But it’s pretty HEAVY.. if i don’t carry it PROPERLY, it may fell down from my hand and hit anyone who “unluckily” pass by it..

Haha.. i bought new Punjabu Suits!! Gosh.. Dalwin asked me how come i buy Punjabi Suits.. she still doesn’t know that i’m going to India. I bought the material and got a tailor to sew them for me.

Aww.. i like this one the MOST!! Although it looks really simple.. SIMPLE IS THE BEST.. White in colour.. symbolise ELEGANCE.. If two wings are added at my back, i MIGHT look like an ANGEL.. hehe..