a Recap

my 7th semester ended quite fashionably...
*pose for the camera* PERIOD!

right! of course i wasn't referring to that kind of fashion.
a lot has happened. at least, in my scope of brain capacity.

Community medicine posting lasted for 2 months.
everyone knows it the bestest posting of the entire medicine course.
why? here are the reasons:

1. we just sat in the AC lecture hall freezing ourselves to ice cubes. also freezed our brains, the cells and the transmissions making all of us vulnerable to sleep.

2. classes timing switched place with eat.mousehunt.sleep.fishwrangle.shit.ghosttrapper.

3. we said goodbye to the white coat cum yellow coat. no odour, no sweat.

4. made a pac with myself to indulge in some beneficial activities like reading fictions and watch as many movies and series as my eye sight could handle.
but in the end, i only managed 2 seasons of Gossip Girl (anyone who hasn't watched, please do so because it is the sin of century if you haven't)
I became a fanatic of GG.

XOXO

Then, came the sessionals for surgery and com.med. YAY!
Allocated very few hours of studying because i was very much busy catching up in Mouse hunting, reading forums, harped on the cheapest SuperBries cheeses i could get my hand onto! *double YAY*

result of MH: i overtook JoonKeat! and im in the newest area with my newest trap!

result for com.med: 70%. not bad for my effort! =))

surgery is going to be a bit tough to predict. i leave it to the magical and tedious hands of VENA KARANTH!

28th of February, denotes the day of freedom for batch 17.
it is as though we were all released from the "kandang"
and we were running wild!

Alicia held a great birthday party in A Famosa.
was late to the party as usual.
beers, whiskies, vodkas and the birhtdaycake-i-dont-remember-how-it-tastes-like were the 'alas perut' for the day's dinner.

guess what? party ended by 2am. hrrmmm... a tad too early for the international standard of party.

where was i? right. i locked myself in a room only to wake up 1020am the next morning.
how? sashi knocked the door of the room i was sleeping in for the say.... 9183748626278287374653 times

first thought?
HOLYSHITOMFGCHIALATLONGPIAK! its 1020!!! bibit landed at 7am!

second thought?
how do i look? *peak into the mirror and FREAKED*
to my horror my hair was as if they were gel-ed up and standing in all directions!
exactly the picture kailash used to display in his blog once upon a time. this:


p/s: i think i puked on myself or my hair. but i don't remember shit about puking. *glad for that because puking sensation sucks*

third thought?
how now? T______T
i couldnt keep track on how many things that ran through my mind.
but i was freaking and inadvertently directing sashi for towels and alicia for something else.
sorry =(
i showered (mandi kerbau they call it) and sashi passed me a bed sheet to wipe myself dry. Ewwww~

called bibit and i broke down. i did it again. stupidity of drinking.

enghan was an angel and am very grateful that he entrusted me to his nissan super car when i was in that still-tipsy condition.

result: i flew to KLIA, at 200-220km/h.
3 things dominating my thoughts, awareness and visions throughout the fast track on the highway.

1. i am driving enghan's car. he will be murdered psychologically by his parents if anything happened to me and the car

2. i have disappointed bit by getting wasted and abandoned him in the airport for 4 frigging hours! (any human who can tolerate me is seriously superb. that's why i love him unconditionally. for he loves me that much as well.... sigh.... *smack own head triple times*)

-______-!!!

so, if anything happened to me and the car, he will murder me second time, if i was dead by the time he sees me. if not, he would murder me psychologically too.

3. i am halfway a doctor. The liability is too absurd for my death. i carry within me, knowledge and practice at the price of RM200k. so dad will murder me second time as well.

Reached the airport arrival hall in one piece, parked the car aside, rushed out, hugged bibit to bits... and pulled back after a few seconds as i was aware that i stinked. O.o

He wasn't angry, neither did he say a word about me abandoning him. Instead, he asked how was i feeling... I was fine physically, but i knew the guilt that has already haunt me and eaten me up. I knew how disappointed he was... I am sorry, and i know sorry isn't enough to make up for my mistake this time.

so there, the fashionable sulin, who arrives fashionably late at every functions. This time ends her royal affairs being so unprofessional and a disappointment.....
way to go~ *smacks own head the 4th time*


Only love <3
SxydeviL 12:17am

FUDGE OFF!

just who do you think you are? some big shot? some superstar?
fart tart! i don't care if you do not care anymore.

chillax la. acting like a kitten! *meow*

so you think i am gonna swallow your shit? and tolerate you attitude?
GIMME A BREAK and bugger off man!

in case you are reading this, i ain't gonna see u.
H-A-P-P-Y? sure you are!

Happy 21st Monthiversary...

a walk of lifetime with noone but you,
fingers entwined and souls engaged....,
forming a silhoutte of love...

Happy 21st Monthiversary...

Only love <3

If i were a boy...

"....If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts..."

~Beyonce '08~

i swear i will be a better man...

i would listen to her...
i would purse my lips and shut my mouth!
i would put my ears before my tongue!
because i know how it hurts...
to blabber things without thinking,
at a girl (or anyone else in that matter)

i would learn to respect a girl
before i expect her to do so
i would be thoughtful in conversation
i would be tactful in debating with her
put reasons forward
instead of defending for the sake of winning
just because i have my testosterone to be blamed

if i were a boy
i would not be so obsessed with my own ego
nor would i thrash theirs
i would be a gentleman and treat them like another gentlewoman
i would not segregate
but treat them just like one of us

if i were a boy
i would not discriminate the black skins
and think so proudly of my own bleach white fairness
which can beat the splashes of a ghost shivery whitish aura
because she knows you are as black as a soot inside
neither would i boast about how i should have further my study in western countries instead of the land of Ghandi

if i were a boy,
i would not talk about how i am better then my girlfriends' boyfriend
on how i am bigger
on how i am taller
on how i am better in that sports
on how i am smarter
on how i am like a so-called all rounder
because youth wears off and so do brain neurons

the best comparison i have ever heard was : i dump my gf at home and she wont make a sound but you are so sticky

if i were a boy
i would not show off
nor boast about what i did for my other half
nor compete with other guy on being the best boyfriend material
nor tell ALL my friends what i did over the weekends (intentionally)
!PERIOD!
nor announce publicly to my friends how expensive my anniversary gifts were to my girlfriend
nor bringing up the same repetitive statements about my girlfriends reactions when she sees the diamond
nor share my sex stories on bed to my other guy friends
making it jokes of the year
neither would i ask silly questions that will 'fortunately' lead back on to conversations about me, myself and i
(beams! beams! beams! i hope the gigantic spotlight falls down on his head, crack his skull and he suffers from amnesia, forgetting he ever has a girlfriend and that he was ever a MAN and thinks he is a WOMAN now!!!)

also because i know my girlfriend is not an auction item for people to place bids upon
i would be very sneaky
and do what people least expect of me
i would surprise her and the rest of the girls
and let the verdict be enormously unexpected

if i were a boy
i would not talk about girls wearing push up bras
or injecting hormones
or doing implants
or their sagging boobs
or the wobbly big wide buffalo buttocks
the way they walk
the way they act
because i know everyone has different physique
and it is the heart that matters most
AND MORE SO IF I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND whom others can also degrade and spit comments on

(PUIK PUIK PUIK! think whether your frigging gf is Miss World's Standard first or not-la before talking bad about other girls!!!)
-disclaimer: face and looks discussion can be excusedla-

if i were a boy
i would not degrade girls
and think they are weaker then men
and feel like the most superior human in the whole universe
think that everyone else especially the girls and including my own man-kind are childish
that i'm the MOST matured of them all
then tell about how girls only like to whine, PMS, mood swing, and be materialistic

if i were a boy
i would never ever be a hypocrite
lansi! comment on people's attitude when my own attitude is just as shitty

if i were a boy....
i would be like my beloved him
or like that guy friend who stood by me through thick and thin (most of the time only ler actually)...
because they know how their girlfriend and girlfriends would feel...

and i can never be more proud for the both of you *SMILES*

"...But you're just a boy
You don’t understand (yea you don’t understand)
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you’ll wish you were a better man
You don’t listen to her
You don’t care how it hurts..."

and as a girl, I am very extremely seriously pissed!
pained, hurt, heartfelt, annoyed, angered

*sigh*

and said siva: if i were a boy, you'd be one pretty looking boy
and to esther if u are reading this... there you go, if i were a boy...

on a lighter note,
if i were a boy,
1. i would know how it feels like being on top of a girl (my reply to my own Supremo question one year ago on stage in front of my dearest MMMC dean)
2. i would get a girlfriend just like ME!

T________T

only love <3
Me, Myself and I

Labour

everytime i read people's blogs, i get inspired to blog...
however, everytime i start typing, nothing comes out...
lack of head-finger coordination, i suppose

life has been very uneventful. doubt its ever going to be the next few months. maybe never.

*sigh.....*

currently in Obstetrics & Gynecology posting...
2 weeks ago, i had to stay overnight in hospital for 2 nights to watch LABOUR/DELIVERY!
trust me, not a great sight... for a coughsexycough lady like me.

i see myself on that labour table in say 5years time, with my overgrown two chunky thighs spread wide enough for the entire world to peep into my waheena T___T

Probably screaming and howling silently in agony. Because nobody will ever bother to empathize. And of course being the lansi and showoffwy me, i don't think i want to groan cotinuosly around the clock for 12hours and be symphatized....

i FEEL for the mothers. i FEEL for mummy! eventhough i was brought out through C-sec ler.
Still?

i dream of having family of my own someday. i want to have kids.
but how to? when watching delivery is worse then watching the horrorest horror movie?

*GASP!*

Kentang-vire

a few months back, jiahong told me that he used to have an english name.
he used to go to a Sunday school in which he learnt about Jesus and Mosses.
it was given by the parents but was never used elsewhere except for the mini autographs book we all used to sign when we were in primary 6. *laughs*

My reaction:
obviously...
"HUH? so whats your english name? "

His reply:
errrrm.... dont wana tell. you are gonna laugh. promise you wont laugh

Me:
*angel's halo appeared*

Him:
Edward.but... but but i prefer Dominique. (MUST BE ending with -que and NOT -c)

Me:
*trying hard to hold my laughter* Dominic is Perry's name. plus it sounds like that pizza Edward sounds better. EdwardLim!

*burst out laughing hard enough to squeeze out some tears*

anyways, with the hype of Twilight in the cinema lately and that cool and super yeng-ness of Edward Cullen played by the not-so-good-looking-in-real-life R. Pattison.
I decided to reveal to whoever that reads my blog about his weird childhood.

Me:
good time to intro your name
ed-o-ward-o

Him:
[9:23:57 PM] Jia Hong says: but but baby bu shi vampire.. baby shi...... kentangvire

Me:
*zonked*




Only love <3
susu (21:55)

Pimples Pandemic

i have an obsession to press and burst ripened pimples.
seeing the tip of the pimples anywhere on anyone's face creates this unfathomable irk from the inside out of me.

so, my poor youngest bro became a victim of my obsession.
spent an hour clearing the pimples.
alot of tears and blood were shed... HAHAHA!!!


:: the blood and tissues wasted... ::


:: the result of his sister's obsession..::

Only love <3
Dr. Sexy Tan (2230)

sleep or no sleep

I had a dream...
as early as today morning...

For the past one week, i have had difficulty in sleeping... I find myself staying awake most of the night past 3am. It sucks because i get really floaty the next day.

So, same thing happened today morning. I was trying hard to sleep since 4am but ended up rolling and turning on the bed and pillow. My mind seems to be playing tricks on me.

"how dare you trick your master?!" implored i, *sweat*

It formed many images that my eyes managed to captured throughout my life and then projected back onto the back of my closed eyes when i was trying to get a friggin rest.

Instead of dozing off, i ended up smiling when sweet images reeled past... and of course a mixture of thousand and one emotions as myriad of images formed and evaporated...

*sigh...*

in short: in insomniac ok!

anyways, the purpose (there is always a purpose blogging since i am not a regular anymore)
after a certain level of hardship of attempts to fall asleep, i managed to swim to dreamland.

only for bi to visit me in the dream. HOOORAY!
but...
it wasn't a nice pleasant dream.
because he freaking left me for another girl!!!! Dumped me!

T___T sadnyerr.....

oh yes... i remember who is the girl. and the girl has boyfriend too. in which she left him as well.
i couldn't bring myself to get back at jiahong even by trying to play along with the girl's ex boyfriend. how sucky.

and then i woke up just in time to dream past the point where it explains that jiahong was being a bastard because of charm gone wrong!

so WTF! this is just dumb!

Only love <3
insomniac chicken 12.38pm