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Saturday 8 March 2014

I love gay tutors

As a science student, you tended to meet various kind of tutors.
Being abroad and having a notorious racial identity(be it malaysian or chinese, or even japanese, there seems to be a negative connotation for some locals), you are bound to meet some tutors who always have this hidden disgust towards you. You can feel the hostility as they make you feel like the last person to be chosen in the team.Sometimes, gender matters too, as some tutors tend to favor girls. Despite your knowledge of certain matter, it doesn't really help. At all. Well, not tat i am always well prepared to be in tat situation lol.

Its rare,  I only have 3-4 encounters (i have meet more than twenty a year i think) throughout my studies. However, it will always be an everlasting experience, and a lingering sour taste in my mouth.

Hence, i am at the point where i will never pray for good nice tutors, for me, as long as the tutors don grind me with impossible questions like any infamous doctors you see in the asian community, i already thank my lucky stars and praise the powers of the beyond.

Now, i love gay tutors.

They are witty, they are funny and mostly of all they make you feel welcomed and not intimidated.

I don know whether it's me being bias since i am playing for the same team. Don get me wrong, there are some great straight tutors, but really you cant beat a gay tutor tat sings your name and prances around the room like a pixie despite being overweight. They are not afraid to destroy their masculinity and give some of the best facial expressions you would hav hope to see from Cam in Modern Family.

Another thing is tat it makes me relieve to see wad i can become in the next 20 years. Gay, married, having two cock-spaniel and being emotionally happy like any other normal human being.

Mayb not so much abt the overweight part. (.___.)

Thursday 6 March 2014

STOP CRYING When i stick a needle into you!!!!!!

Yup.

As you know being in a obstetric wards is like being in a whirlpool of colours. You hav the joys when you welcome a new life, the sadness when there's an absence of a heart beat, the hatred when the contraction starts, the gloom when you r awaiting surgery. You really know wad kind of emotional trainwreck you will encounter until the moment you pull open the curtains and take a good look at her facial expression.

So.

My doctor asked me to take some bloods from this new patient and obviously i obliged, thinking it will b another good practice.

As both of us introduced ourselves to the patient, i was standing rdy with the kit while the doc was talking to her. Her partner was present.

Then i started to realised her tear stained face and stricken demeanor. An uneasiness started to creep within me.  To my horror, as i listen to the doc, it seemed that she just had a miscarriage.

So, the doc finished consoling her and turned to me,:"this is bunny, he will be taking the bloods for you." The couple turned and looked at me, the girl manged to feign a smile.

So, awkwardly i struggle to prepare the kit. Calm down bunny, its just like any other blood vessel, i kept telling myself.

As i put the needle in, she just so happened to start sobbing quietly. I got more and more nervous, and it certainly did not help, i cant seem to find the bloods. As i continue maneuver the tip, she suddenly wail and scream and cried and DIVED into the partners arm, while the needle was freaking still in her arms.

Shocked, i quickly redrew the needle, put a plaster on her, apologised to the couple, ran away with tails between my legs. As i found the doc, she obviously noticed my horrified expression, and she quipped:"i know its a bit mean to let you do it, but i just want you to experience tat."

Boy, tat's rough z. Welcome to the maternity wards z

Monday 3 March 2014

My wonderful bear (bragging alert!)

Woke up at 10pm with bear after a very long nap starting 3pm (yes we r sloths). 

Bear: dear you want to eat anything? 
Bunny: not really, not really hungry. 
Bear: I think you should eat Lo. Don worry I go and buy.
Bunny: errr.... Hmm.....
Bear: you wanna eat curry?
Bunny: nah, it's a bit strong for my taste at this hour.
Bear: I can go KFC 
Bunny: KFC.... Hmmmm ok!
Bear: wad dear want.
Bunny: I want only fried chicken, only thighs, plus two hot wings.
Bear: okay *gets rdy to get up* 
Bunny: oh wait dear. I want drink sirap Bandung (rose water) 
Bear: *stops* ah? 
Bunny: don worry, got the syrup here, but we don hav condensed milk so dear has to go and buy a
Bear: errr okay... *climbing out from bed*
Bunny: ah! 
Bear: *stops* wad? 
Bunny: I feel like eating ice cream oso. Dear might as well go buy la
Bear: Okay, wad flavour?
Bunny: errr just vanilla
Bear: Hagen darz?
Bunny: only if it has discount 
Bear: okay.... *leaving the bed*
Bunny: dear!! 
Bear: *stops* yeah? 
Bunny: I feel like eating mangoes oso! 
Bear: *pats bunny's head* I hav already bought tat hehe 
Bunny: waaaa 
Bear: here are some kit Kats in case u cannot wait for the food. *kisses cheeks*

Sometimes I questioned myself wad did I do to deserve him. Hehe oh and my appetite, tat too.