miserable

Paediatrics thus far:

1. learning how to pacify and make it things seem a tad 'nicer' for kids.
2. scrubbing in on hernia repairs. and realising the general paediatric surgery list consists of a combination of hernia repairs, penile issues, excision of lump and bumps, testicular issues, removal of foreign body.
3. having a surgeon explain to you in a passionate and sincere manner why he thinks surgery is SO DAMN FANTASTIC. (i'm not entirely convinced yet)
4. playing 20 questions with surgeons. (oh goodness.. the humiliation)

besides that, i have FREAKING COLD SORES. they hurt and sting and make me look like i'm diseased. no one wanna play with me. >< i've been conscientiously applying the acyclovir cream and i'm hoping it will GO AWAY VERY SOON!... sigh.

the holidays progress..

and it's almost the end of the 2nd week of the holidays! how dreadful!

it's been a whirlwind of meeting up with friends, catching up with family and just slacking and being me. my study notes have been sitting in one corner waiting for me to read them. but it's so distracting to be at home.. and not have fun!...

more discipline is required!

and.. is 24 the magic age where people start quizzing you about marriage? Everyone i swear, from my demented and very cute granny to my friends and ..even vic's DAD. oh my goodness. The pressure is on.. the weird thing is, vic and i don't seem to care so much about it as much as everyone else's is. This is bewildering.

i just wanna pass 5th year!..the rest can wait. I seriously cannot wait for this year to be over.

going to be a packed weekend! yippe! plus shopping with mum and lotte.. woo hoo. enough blabbering. off to.. play :)

Saved by an antique!

I bruoght my ACC2 notes home to Singapore to file.. as I left the next day following the end of term. Then, I realised there was to be no puncher left at home as mine's in Adelaide with me whilst my sis' puncher is in hall with her.

I went around the house digging for a puncher and then my mummy remembered that there could be an old one lying around. so I found it in my dad's old school desk. Here's his puncher from his schooling days. It's about at least 30years old i reckon.

Rusty but hey, it still works fine!
Made in the days when Czech Republic was still known as Czechoslovakia! (Enlarge the 2nd pic to see the fine print under the name label)

So yes, my life's saved by an antique.