How to annoy me 101

One of the surest way of annoying me would be to ask me for help in chasing after a girl.
I mean seriously.
What the heck.
Do I look like a playboy who has successfully chased after a million girls?
or a guy who has balls the size of texas and has managed to seduced and bed girls everywhere?
Obviously the answer for the above two questions are NO.
Therefore don't bloody ask me for help in chasing after girls.
I think it's quite pointless to ask somebody else for help in chasing after a girl.
I mean how the heck do you expect your friend to help you anyway?

Let's say for example you would like to know more about the girl you're after.
Go bloody find out about her yourself.
If you like her that much, you should just go talk to her and find out more about her yourself instead of asking your friend about her.
Don't you think it's foolish to ask your friend all about her, and when you actually find time to talk to her, you have nothing interesting to ask her since you already know all those information about her?? Wouldn't it be more interesting for you if you discovered the information yourself instead?
Another scenario would be, she might even think that you were stalking her or something if you already knew all that information about her without her telling you.

Another thing I would like to add is, I wonder why guys would want to find out about the girls' interests from her friends. As in, what if her interests were something different. So would you force yourself to have the same interests as her then? Or be interested in the same things as her?
Then wouldn't the relationship be based on a false foundation which would come crumbling to the ground soon enough?
Basically, just find out her interests for yourself instead of asking her friends. I mean it's definitely great if you have common interests, but it's not the end of the world if the interests are different, as each and everyone of us is a unique individual :) That's what makes us all interesting anyway.
And if it's not meant to be then it's not meant to be, so don't need to force yourself to like the same thing the person you have a crush on likes, cause you will just end up not being true to yourself. What's the point of that then?

Another question you might ask would be how you would go after the girl?
Like as if I would bloody know,
since I've not gone after any girls before.
I shall pardon your stupidity since you think with your ahem instead of your brains.

Well you can tell me who you like, but I am most certainly not interested in helping you attain your dream girl or whatever.
I don't even mind if you lament to be about your crush,
but I definitely cannot stand it if you ask me for help in chasing after a girl.
Wrong person to ask for help.

Honestly I think guys should actually ask guys for help instead of girls.
Duh.
I mean that's kinda obvious isn't it?
Guys would obviously have more experience chasing after girls.
since girls don't chase after girls.
Unless they're lesbian of course.

So yes, that's all for my rants today.

If you do find trouble chasing after a girl, I shall offer some tips and advices.

1. I think you can never go wrong with chocolates and teddy bears.
2. Be a gentleman to her.
3. Go talk to her. Msn, e-mail, facebook, SMS. Whatver I don't really care what method you use.
4. Shower her with lots of attention
5. Be nice to her
6. Ask her out
7. Try and look nice. For example: Gel up your hair, dress properly, shave, etc.
8. Be nice to her friends. This is quite important since girls obviously gossip amongst themselves.
9. I think quite a lot of girls are attracted to bad boys. Maybe it's their charisma, or perhaps girls always think that they can be the girl who changes the guy. Anyway who knows? I don't, so can't comment.

Okay I have run out of ideas.
Anyway that's the basic structure I think.

Ben and Jerry Cookie Dough Ice Cream

Teeheee
Do you not think this is the most heavenly ice cream ever?
yumsss
Vanilla ice cream with chunks of cookie dough inside.
Sweet smooth mouth watering ice cream, which send you up to heavenly ecstacy...
Went to Jeff and Su-yin flat and found it lying in the freezer, nobody wanting to claim ownership to it, and decided to adopt it into my stomach :)
By the way, the picture is not from the ice-cream which I found in their freezer. This one is from long ago. hehehe.

Sunday Dim Sum Brunch

Went out this afternoon with Wei Shen, Wei Phin and Jenny for Dim Sum at Phoenix Palace in Baker Street. I didn't want to go at first, as I have been spending a lot of money. Eating out practically everyday, thanks to my dear friends. But eventually I succumbed to their persuasive powers to eat dim sum.

Before we left, we over to Jeff's flat and said hello to Jeff, Yu Jin and Anna. I think they were making ice-cream or something with Jeff's ice-cream machine. Haven't seen Yu Jin in ages and he asked me how Aberdeen was, and I told him that I had just finished my exams.

We then took a bus down to Baker Street, and along the way, they showed me Tottenham Court Road and where the new University College Hospital was located. It's this fancy glass building. Very pretty. Apparently Imperial wanted to join with UCL because of their fancy hospital. haha If I was a patient, I would so want to be in that hospital.

Walked into the restaurant and was greeted with fancy Chinese decor and a place brimming full of people sipping chinese tea and dipping their chopsticks into a bowlful of goodies on a Sunday afternoon. Absolutely loved the vibrant and lively atmosphere of the place. I have been deprived in Aberdeen & Inverness!! Realized that I have been missing out on a lot.

Wei Shen and Jenny

Delicious egg tarts

Yummy Siu mai!!

London has the yummiest food ever!!!
Loving the life here :)

Lectured Wei Phin on how he needs to study hard in IMU, so that he doesn't flunk and also get to the partner medical school of his choice. Basically there is NO easy way out and the key to doing well which I have now learned is to glue your ass to the chair!! the whole day, all the time and study, study, study. He says I'm like his grandmother lecturing him. haha.

Later on, went out window shopping with my brother and walked to Covent Garden. Lots of people around caught up in a last minute christmas shopping frenzy.

Walked to Oxford street after that to look for my friend.
He is working for one of the starbucks along oxford street,
but there are so many starbucks along oxford street.
So there I was outside one of the starbucks looking in trying to look for my friend.
And then I thought I saw him bending down to get something so I knocked on the glass window.
Then he looked up.........
Oh no!
It was the wrong person!
So embrassing!!
*quickly runs away*
Okay to be fair he did kinda look like my friend.
Tall, fair looking chinese dude.
Anyway continued my journey walking along oxford street, spotted another starbucks along the road, and went in, and did find my friend in the end.
Went to say hello and ran away after that, cause he was busy working.
hahaha.
The end of the story of how I found my long lost friend.

Bah

Gawd. I am feeling extremely annoyed again.
I HATE Aberdeen, there I said it.
I don't think it would come as a big surprise to anybody.
I've already mentioned it in passing before, just that you might not have taken me seriously enough.
FARK
hate Aberdeen!
my fuming anger which seems to be on the brink of spilling over and releasing my utter abhorrence at the place.

For goodness sake, please do NOT talk to me about how much you like the place, cause you're just pissing me off a whole lot more.

Respiratory Ward

I just remembered some silly things which I did whilst attached to the respiratory ward.
Was looking at an X-ray of the patient with Ade the FY2, and it showed a large consolidation, and both of us were wondering why she had deteriorated so fast whereas the patient still looks quite well. Then finally Ade realised that we were both looking at the wrong chest x-ray of another patient. hahahaha. Lesson learned is one should check the name before looking at a chest x-ray.

Another time was when one of the FY1 asked me to take bloods from one of the patients. So I went in and took bloods from the patient and stuck a label onto it and sent it off in the tubes. Later on in the afternoon, the results came back and the FY1 was writing down the blood results into the folder. Then the patient who was supposed to be well, suddenly had deranged blood results coming in, and we finally figured it out that I had took bloods from the correct patients and had stuck the wrong labels on it as there were two patients with the same name in the ward and I had totally forgotten, and just look through the folders and had pick up the labels without checking properly that it was the other patient. haha sounds confusing eh?

I miss the FY1s in the respiratory ward, Ryan, Elizabeth and Andrew, they are soo nice :) I followed them to x-ray meetings, and Friday teachings and Thursday FY1 teaching with them. Speaking of X-ray meetings, the meetings in Inverness are really good, definitely worth attending. The radiologist explains quite thoroughly all the things you can see on x-ray and the other doctors bring quite an interesting array of different x-rays for show.

Oh yeah, thanks to Andrew in the respiratory ward for teaching me how to take arterial blood gases. Took so many of them in one day. Did my first ABG, and I couldn't get it when I first inserted the needle in, and he told me to slowly move the needle up and down and try to locate the location of the artery, was ecstatic when the needle finally started to fill up with ruby red blood :)

Anyway my heart is too weak, can't stand pricking and poking around with the needle looking for the artery when the patient is in so much pain. I feel so cruel for being the bringer of pain. I can feel the tension and the stench of sour sweat of the patient drifting to my nose as I palpate the wrist to locate the radial artery whereby I then proceed to thrust the sharp needle into the wrist hoping that I managed to get the correct location and wait whilst the blood is slowly sucked up into the syringe.

okay enough of that. I have turned into a vampire, keep taking bloods from all the patients. I am better at taking venous blood compared to taking arterial blood. The patients are so nice! When I managed to get their blood, they usually go like "good job". And there was this once when I had to insert a cannulae into a patient, and I actually forgot to release the tourniquet cause it was covered by the sleeves of his shirt, and blood was pouring out from the tip where I had to insert a top to cover it, and I had to clean everything up. But I did manage to get the cannulae in with no problem. But strangely in the end he was thanking me profusely, and once when I was walking outside and saw him smoking outside, he still remembered me and said thanks to me.

London-ing

Arrived in London last Wednesday morning.
Had to wake up at 5am to pack my stuff for my flight here.
Kinda panic midway as couldn't find the flight tickets I had printed out. I was frantically flipping through my folder filled with dozens of notes searching for the flight tickets.
*Ah finally found it*
Managed to grab hold onto it after I realized I had taken it out of my folder and left it on top of my drawer so I would have an easier time looking for it. silly me!
Managed to get my things in order, and rolled my bag over to Shiao Wei's place to call her.
It was already 7.10am by the time we left Shiao Wei's place and we had to get to the airport by 8.15am to check in.

Both of us were rolling our bags in a hurry to the bus station. The night's cold frozen air attempting to numb our faces with only the weak yellow glow from the street lamps and the luminous moon to light up our way. Dawn beckons as the city awakens in a somnolent state and slowly stirs to life to begin a new day with the growing murmur from the sidewalks slowly filling up with people preparing to get to work, and the low rumbling of the cars making their way across the roads.

As we make our way there we lose our way, as we had taken a different route as we figured that we should follow this well dressed old man also rolling a luggage along and we thought that he would be heading in a similar direction as us. Turns out, he was actually headed to the train station. Not to fret, the train station is actually next to the bus station. Had to ask for directions along the way. In the end we managed to find out way to the bus station and by 7.30am, but apparently the bus only leaves every hour, and we had missed the 7am bus! By that time, sweat was pouring out of our very pores, furthermore the extra layers of clothing we had don to protect us from the cold, now felt suffocating and I felt trapped inside the sweltering heat. I loosen my scarf which allowed cold fresh air to fill my lungs and numb my senses.

The bus driver mentioned that there was another bus coming along the way on another road, but by then Shiao wei was too apprehensive and she suggested that we took a taxi instead. I glanced at my watch, the roman numbers gazing at me with a cold hard stare penetrating my heart and jolting me to my senses with the sudden cold realisation that I might not make it to the airport in time just because I wanted to save a few pounds by waiting for the bus.

In the end, we decided to take a taxi. As we arrived at the taxi stand, there was already a long line of taxi snaking its way though waiting to pick up passengers and drop them off. The next taxi in line was a white Mercedes taxi, and I went up and asked how much it was going to cost to go to the airport, and I was quoted a figure of 16 pounds. I thought it was going to be more expensive as it was a Mercedes taxi and to the bewilderment of the mercedes taxi man I went to the taxi man directly behind the white mercedes taxi and ask for the price to the airport, and the man quoted me the same price, and said that all taxis are the same price regardless of the type of cars they were. Also another mistake which I made was, I was actually supposed to sit in the taxi which was first in line. No wonder the two taxi men were looking at me strangely!
Anyway we got into the Mercedes taxi and sped off towards the airport. Such big comfortable seats but at a cost obviously.

During the journey, I discovered that we had both forgotten to bring our passports along, and I enquired with the taxi man whether a passport was required at the airport, and he replied, "Did you not bring your passport?" I was like oh no...Felt like my heart was sinking into the pit of my stomach. Anyway crossed my fingers and hope that they would accept our student IDs.

Along the way, some of the roads seems to be jam and cars were lined up bumper to bumper due to the early morning traffic of people rushing to work, and you could feel the nervous tension in the air hanging there like a heavy cloud of mist. I kept checking my watch over and over again to make sure we were not late yet. Thankfully we had not bothered to wait for the bus, as the taxi driver said that it would have taken even longer, as the bus takes a longer route and stops at various points.

Finally, reached the airport!!! It was already 8.10am.
Shiao Wei gave her final 16 pounds she had left in her wallet. Whereas I had 0 pounds. I'm not in the habit of carrying money around as I have a morbid fear of being robbed.
Rushed to the easyjet counter, and managed to check-in just in time, and yes they did accept our student IDs.
Heaved a sigh of relief finally.

Then had to queue up to pass security, where got into a bit of a scrape. When I passed the magnetic machine, it started to beep incessantly, causing me to be stopped by the security guard, and checked from head to body. Then discovered that I had left my handphone in my back pocket. My luggage bag was also opened up to check, as it contained liquids inside. My empty bottle of Avian water was confiscated, along with a bottle of mayonnaise. haha I forgot that I had brought it along as I had switched off the electricity supply to the fridge at home.

Had to wait a long while before we could board the airport. I wanted to take a picture of a plane taking off, but got stopped by the security guard. I think that they are quite fearful of the terrorists. Apparently not supposed to take pictures of the airport.

Finally settled into our seats, and the flight took off.
It took about one and a half hours to reach our destination.

We were expecting it to be warmer in London, but soon realised that the air was just as cold as in Aberdeen.

Managed to catch an earlier bus to London town which took ages as it stopped at every single stop. Along the way, this elderly man with a white beard carrying a newspaper came on board, and I nudged at Shiao Wei and told her in Mandarin that he might be carrying a bomb to bomb the bus, but then she said that I was just being paranoid. At some point during the journey, he turned around and started chatting with me and mentioned that he had been in China for a year studying chinese, and I was thinking oh crap to myself. But then he didn't bring up anything which I have said, and was going on about how we should learn and speak English being in UK and all.

We got down from the bus at Marble Arch station, and Shiao Wei was in the middle of the busy street rummaging through her luggage looking for her oyster card.


She thought that she might have dropped it when the security guards were going through our bags looking for the liquid stuff. Anyway as she had no oyster card and we had no money, we decided to walk from Marble Arch to China town. We had no idea how to get there, and along the way we kept stopping to ask for directions.

Split up with Shiao Wei along the way as had to meet my brother and she couldn't find her auntie's shop. Met my brother in Leicester square, and went looking for Shiao Wei again.
Went to her Auntie's restaurant and had lunch there.


Was so tired, so we headed back to my bro's place and Shiao Wei used the internet to chat with her bf, whereas I fell asleep.

Busy busy!

I just realized that my whole week is so packed with meeting up with my old Concord friends.
Meeting somebody different everyday.
Super busy!
London is so much fun!!
So many friends!!
Hehehehe
Exciting!

London

Anyway an update folks,
I'm in London right now.
Arrived on Wednesday morning, and have been lazying around ever since,
I can't even get my ass off the bed to visit my friends who I have not seen in ages!
bleahs.

Exams over!!

Hurray!
Dreaded December exams are finally over!
Had written paper on Monday,
Half of which I didn't know the answer to.
Especially the true/false questions where entails much detailed knowledge, which of course I have a severe lack of.

Lost my way walking to Hui Sian's place for OSCE practise and called Shi Xian who passed the phone to give me directions and screamed at Ne Jia as was lost, hungry and frozen, and did not understand the directions he was giving. Managed to find the place at long last, where the lovely seniors gave us tips on how to answer the questions especially tricky ones involving X-rays which might trick you into thinking that it was lung cancer when in fact it was only a pneumonia. Not forgetting the breaking bad news station which is inevitable in the OSCE exam. I suspect we've all become mini-experts at breaking bad news, after Fiona's constant coaching in the extra communication skills classes she cooked up for us i.e. the transfer students from IMU. The constant drone of "Good morning, as we haven't met before, what would you like me to call you" and etc running fervently through my mind half the time causing me to nearly splutter it out of my mouth whenever I meet someone new. Also discovered that Ne Jia bought a coffee machine maker off ebay, and he certainly does make the loveliest coffee ever.

I think I have gradually become increasingly addicted to coffee since Inverness and the Respiratory ward round coffee breaks where they bring out the "good stuff" to make coffee. Not forgetting Andrew who makes lovely lovely cappuccino too.

OSCE on Tuesday was alright. I think that my performance in OSCE has probably improved since my last OSCE exam. Not as nervous and forgetful as before. The breaking bad news station took us a bit by surprised, as we were supposed to relate to the patient's relative that the patient had a heart attack instead of the usual scenario we practice of telling the patient that he/she had cancer . The physical examination stations were alright, but I think I fumbled up a bit in the communication skills stations of taking a history from simulated patients. Not quite used to be observed while taking a history.

Was overjoyed when exams were over and went cavorting around town to celebrate. I met Yoke Sin along the way but went out separate ways after awhile. Thaven also accused me of ditching him. I think I'm not very good at going out with people, I always seem to ditch them. Then, I went over to Clarks to look at the red pair of flats which I had seen in the shops the other day, and have been wanting to purchase it since the first time I saw it in London when it was immensely overpriced, and had now dropped to about half it's original price. Finally decided that I could do without it as I have an extensive collection half of which I don't have the time nor appropriate occasions to wear.

Later at night, went over to Tony and Deacon's place to cook, as I think it would definitely be too heavy for me to bring a cooked pot of stuff over. Party was fun. Had a lot of good food to eat. Seniors e.g. Sam, Yi Wei, Herbert came over too. Sam fried some mushroom stuffing which was utterly divine, and the fried prawns with mayonnaise courtesy of Shiao Wei and CK was deliciously scrumptious.
There on the left is the Chinese chicken wine which I cooked, I got the recipe from Yoke Sin. I was supposed to debone the chicken initially, but found it too much trouble as the scissors in Tony's kitchen was blunt, and the chicken was frozen and had to stuff it in the microwave for ages!

Yoke Sin and Kah Fai came over a bit later bearing a tray of delicious goodies. Meringue from Marks and Spencer completed with a delectable tiramisu topping, the sugary sweetness melting into the tips of your tongue sending us into fits of ecstasy.



Hui Sian and Esther were the last guests to arrive as they had spent most of their evening carefully preparing fried rice and sushi!! Yummy! I absolutely relish the fine taste of irresistible sushi! I completely enjoyed myself wolfing food down at the pot luck party :)


Got totally hammered towards the end of the party downing shots of vodka. Received a text from S midway causing me to laugh insanely after reading it. I think the rest thought I had gone mad or something. Thaven, Esther and the gang went off to the medsoc party at the pearl lounge to continue partying. I wanted to go at first but thinking of the flight to London which I had to catch the next day, thus better judgment prevented me from doing so. Also uttered some nonsense to people in my disinhibited intoxicated state. At last, was accompanied home by Shi Xian, Shiao Wei and CK, how nice of them :)

Posts

Okay kids,

NO MORE POSTS TILL AFTER EXAMS ARE OVER!!

It's study time for me!!
My next topic would be about Why I do not have a boyfriend.
hahaha.
I promise it's going to be interesting :)
and also some stories about my oncoming trip to London :)
10 more days to London!!! Heeeheee!!
and 7 more days to mock exams. *sobs*

Deaf

I think I am totally turning DEAF.

Kelly asked me where I was going for christmas, and I replied I was going off to London.
and I asked her back where would she be for christmas.
and she said, "Home ( I heard it at Rome)"
and I said, "What? Are you going to Rome?
"No..no..HOME"
And Chris, Kelly and me burst out laughing.
HHAHAHAHA.
"Although Rome would be a really nice place to go for christmas..."

Weekend again!

I went back to the respiratory ward in the evening to pay a visit to Mrs A since she has been transfered down, and I met another patient Mrs T who is on the opposite bed of Mrs A.
Both of them are so funny and three of us were laughing like mad.
Both of them are on steroids to control their symptoms, and it makes them crazy hungry. So they're scoffing a lot of food down, and even offering me crips to eat. haha
Imagine the three of us having a picnic in the respiratory ward!

And then when I was about to go home, one of the patients was not feeling very well and had wet his bed, and I followed the FY1 to review the patient. Took bloods and ABG off him.
Me: Sir, would it be alright if I took some bloods off you?
Patient: What if I said no?
FY1: Then we would have to pin you down and force you to give us bloods then
hahhahahahhaa.
It's so funny how somebody who is so ill can still attempt to be cheeky!
Then went back to the doctor's room, and helped write up the paperwork for the bloods to be sent off, and then FY1 asked me what investigations need to be done for him. I told him, "U&E's, full blood counts, cultures etc". He was like, "Oh yeah, blood cultures that's a good idea."
and he wanted me to write in glucose for investigations done, and I was like "We didn't collect blood for blood glucose to be tested."
I think he was probably too knackered to think straight, as it was already 10pm and he was on call and had been working the whole day. hahhaa.

Spent the remaining of my Friday night, drinking at the local pub- The Fluke again. At this rate, I have a feeling that my liver is going to go ka-put soon. Oh yeah, I met Ade the FY2 in my respiratory ward with his tall, blonde hot fiancee there, and he bought me a drink :) and he promised to let me do ABG's (arterial blood gas) next week. hehe. I met Ian the surgical registrar there, and I committed one of the biggest no-no which is to ask him about the patient at a pub. Apparently the patient who I clerk, examined and scrubbed into the operation for the abdominal aortic aneurysm is now in intensive care unit as he has developed a pulmonary oedema. *gasp* Poor guy =( He was perfectly well before the surgery, and he did the surgery thinking that it would get rid of the risk of his anuerysm rupturing and now it has become worse :( *sobs* I am hoping that he would get better soon!!!

I also asked Ian how many units of alcohol he drank.
At first he said it was 41 units, and then he changed it to 38 units of alcohol.
and he said he was at the fluke 4 times a week.
"But you still managed to look so sober for ward rounds and clinics!!"
"38 units of alcohol is too much! You're gonna get your liver shot!"
Doctors are so amusing, I think they don't follow the advices they give to patients :P

Anyway, spend most of Saturday studying and sleeping. Then at night, went to tescos to get some groceries and wine! The 4th years were having a christmas party in the common room. When I came back, I met Gav and I went to his flat, and he fed me carrot cake with custard and orange juice :) and we hung out in the kitchen chatting and gossiping :) Later I went downstairs to join the party, and drank some wine :) Got a bit high and cheekily asked alistair if he was gay, cause I heard that he is very good at baking. Anyway that is certainly NOT a very good reason to ask guys if they are gay. Anyway he said he wasn't.