For the sake of my sanity

Please, I don't really have much of it left. And I need what ever's left at all to go through the next few weeks until I can call myself a graduate.

A little rant to sooth my soul.

Please, please, all of you. Even that poor consultant who insisted we all learn and get proficient in English, because aren't you all ashamed of yourselves? And you call yourself medical students. But you don't even speak a word of English. Please.

Learn the difference between Angle and Angel. There is a difference. Heck. It's even spelled differently. Couldn't clue you in any more than that.

Angle. Hard G. "ng" sound

Angel. Soft G, like a J. Like Jelly.

Please. For my sanity, if anyone pronounces Epidemiological Triangle as Tri-Angel again, I won't be responsible if I kill you. I'd even laugh all the while.

please

akunona

Well just d.....

Last time I was here I was going to write about something deep to do with friendship and camaraderie and what not. But the internet then went out on me, so that inspirationship has sailed. It was mostly because I had just come off watching Band Of Brothers, so yeah. I kept telling everyone it was because I was explosion crazy. But not really. I just wanted friends like that. Just a group of people I would trust with my life and vice versa. I don't know. I have friends. As antisocial as I may be with all my nerdy book reading and everything. It isn't like I don't like having a friend I can talk to. I was just jealous of those guys for what they had. But then again, being bombed at would of course make you friends for life. It was awesome. That series. I sniffled through the ending where they revealed who was who.

So anyway, here in Jakarta for my last posting. Say hello to Community Medicine also known as Hell by Ukrida. It's not really that hard, really? But the campus sort of makes it suck for you. They make it very very difficult for you. For example, we were set with listing 21 topics for a pilot project that had to be planned completely on Saturday, of which 7 will be approved, and we'll have to write up a proposal by Tuesday. For said proposal to be written, we of course need a topic, and seeing as said topic is not yet available, we only have tomorrow (Monday) to do it. We have to have an acceptable venue, plan the whole itinerary, logistics and consumption details, budgets, basically everything in ONE day. I am giving myself preemptive ulcers just by thinking this. I have no idea how we're going to pull this out of our asses, in one day. But we have to. Because there is a theory that this certain consultant is actually a demon reincarnate. She probably drinks the blood,sweat and tears of coass for breakfast. Or something. I don't like her approach. If people are too scared to approach you for anything, you're very possibly doing something wrong. Fear, while a great motivator, also sets you up for being cursed for very much as long as you live. Look at like say, the other consultant. People actually respect him. And I think that respect earns him better work than any fear addled mind can produce. But that's just me and I have no say in this.

Yesterday, after a long period of silence, the dictator in me, made itself known, and I had fun delegating. Really. It was fun handling a group of people. Though I probably frustrated a few people. But, hey. Not that I'm stepping up and taking any important jobs or anything. I don't want anymore responsibility than necessary. So that's that.

Anyway, here's to the fourth IKM batch. Let's get through these next 9 weeks intact, not kill each other, and not kill ourselves while we're at it. As tempting as burning down certain institutes of higher learning might sound, we shall refrain and learn to take the pressure like the adults we are. Curse words and every other shit that we might do and say notwithstanding.

preemptive ulcers alright

akunona

everybody living now

In response to a person, who isn't even our consultant, who kept running off her mouth, blaming us Coass for everything and anything under the sun while making jibes at our collective mental abilities and lack there of when the investigation has proven quite clearly that it wasn't us, nor was it ever us, I drew this.

Clearly I am dissatisfied with your biased judgement. Just because we are still learning, doesn't mean we don't know how to be professional. And any respect I had for you has committed suicide by harakiri. They have kept their honor.

Eat my proverbial bullets.

In other news. IT'S THE 18th TOMORROW!!!! I am excite. Thank you very much. Though I am still figuring out logistics as to how I'm going to get there. I can't be on time because work ends at 3 o'clock but to heck with it, I'll give it a go.

The picture was drawn in msPaint as usual, with mouse and a lot hand cramps. I still cannot color shit worth anything. And I enjoy drawing yellow artillery. I have no idea why.

Maybe I'll write something worthwhile some time later. There are things that have happened and really, they would be much proper subjects but, yeah. Yellow artillery.

making the point of a sniper gun useless

akunona

interlude

So today, I am exactly one year older than I was on this date last year.

Happy 24th Birthday to me. :)

Haven't been doing anything worthwhile though. I have exams these coming Tuesday and I'm supposed to be hunkering down over my books reading and reading and you know. But seems as that's currently not going anywhere, I decided to stop and write up a post instead. So hey

I'm sure that everyone would like to make wishes or what not on their birthdays. Or a general resolution or aim or what ever. I haven't had a thought in that general direction yet. So I probably not make any life changing decisions or changes on my principles or anything. I think I'll just enjoy whatever's coming. InsyaAllah.

Mum and Dad and the whole hoard are coming over this next Saturday! I am excite though not much can be conveyed through these words. Just so you know, I wake up everyday, reminding my self I'll be meeting them soon and getting giddy all over it. Mature I am not.

So yeah. Exams this coming Tuesday. Should probably concentrate on that. Then we'll consider going out to buy stuff and eat stuff and everything stuff.

may this year and the years to come be awesome

akunona

Of expectations

Or so help me god, I will cut a bitch.

Heart's All Gone

*Waves through the dust which has accumulated through my life*

Hi. I just realized that this coass thing has really cut into my blogging life. Not that I actually blog all that much in the first place. So yeah. You can probably guess what that does now.

So anyway. Ramadhan has begun. Last week to be exact. Alhamdulillah for another chance. let this year be better than the last. And there maybe a possibility that my family, I mean my entire close family, will be coming here at the end of ramadhan and we'll be celebrating Raya Aidilfitri together here in Jakarta. 

You cannot believe how happy I am about this.

So I had my laptop repaired again yesterday. At the same place because the guys seemed nice. Even though I had the vague feeling of being cheated anyway. But hey. I had to have my keyboard replaced now. As you know, my keyboard was being ridiculous and typing different letters every time I typed certain letters. That was not very conducive to paper writing. Which is something that I had to do. So yeah, had to have it replaced. Because paper writing. Sheesh. Also random homework set by really evil consultants. Eat my soul why don't you. I'm poor right now.

Oh, and then he said he liked a girl with hairy arms like mine. Uh, yeah. There is a first for everything. 

There's this song called "If I die young" by The Band Perry. And in the lyrics, there's a part that goes like this:

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lie me down in a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

That line. Right there. Sink me in the river at dawn. 

You know what came to mind? My forensics posting. So it's maybe just my brain but I immediately recalled  all the drowned bodies we had to autopsy. As romantic as that may sound and everything, really not the prettiest you'll ever look. And that smell. We could tell if there was a drowned body a mile away from the lab. Not pretty that. Really.  

So now that I've disgusted you all, have a nice day. I have that paper to write.

it's a song title

akunona 

and then, it died

"We got the halls boss!" 

 Hiya. I ain't dead yet. Though coming pretty close.

Lots of things happening. Babies being delivered and all that crap. You know. I'm gonna make this really short because my keyboard's wonky after I had it repaired the other day. Typing long paragraphs need more patience than I can spare right now. I'll have to get it repaired again soon. Right now, if I type, some other letter appears if I press certain ones. I am constantly editing this shit. Here's an example of an unedited sentence:

"hi my name ils nowna and i slike two draow becaulse i am bowred als aslls fuck.x"

guess which letters. The paranoid in me thinks its a ploy by making something else in my laptop not work, they're hoping to make more money of me. Sucks to them because I'm poor right now. Poor enough to put off repairs. A sad day.

So anyway, obstetrics is not fun business and I find myself actively loathing this shit. Like a slow burning hate kinda thing. Sometimes I feel fine. But then, there are days I look at the hospital and consider running in the opposite direction. Far, far away.

The picture above was drawn in a fit of creativity born from browsing peoples' deviant art accounts. And procrastination. Always procrastination. Somehow, I really want to do something like this. All the neon colors that I would never wear. I love Death Berry's colors and Flutter Shark's name. Wonder if I'll have the guts one day.

Back to the picture, it was drawn in mspaint directly on the base picture. To great hand cramps. I figure I'm going about it the hard way? But I like it. It's how I figured it out, so yeah. The original is a picture of me in scrubs standing in the OT at one of the various hospitals I've been posted. I drew on it, added that alien cat thingy to great amusement and voila, around three hours wasted. Ah well. You win some, you lose some. I didn't even realize so much time passed. Haha. If only I could emulate that same focus to studying :)

Anyway, that's all for today folks. I am this close to hitting my keyboard with a stick, so to avoid furthur property damage, I bid you Adieu.

killjoys be making noise

akunona