Movemen-Handling Test

My brain cannot stop thinking.

Today was my first practical test, tomorrow i will have another to sit for. I don't know, i'm not so satisfy with my performance. Bavita said i did just fine (she was my model) while Tammy said i was too hard on myself. Is that even good to have expectation? Maybe i will do better without it. As my last semester, i said i wanted to just pass all the subjects and it turned out to be better than that. Maybe i should just go with the flow, forget about expectation shits and just do my best, be happy with all my efforts. 

I reached home after one hour being trapped in the traffic. I left my bottle at university and my stomach had been empty since morning. In fact i just ate 2 curry puffs. I was freaking hungry i can devour a horse. When i reached home i ate like a starved croc. I told my parents and they didn't say anything about it. I was pretty tired i went to my bedroom, switched off the light and put on a record and fell on the bed and sleep dead for 2 hours. 

Now i am awake, pretty sure at first goona study about tomorrow test, but my mind still lingers at the previous test. That drives me crazy. I can't help it. I was awaken by the images of the previous test in my mind. Freaking test. I feel like my brain cells dying little by little. 

I have no mood to study at all now. I'm very tired but couldn't sleep. 

God please help me.

Believe it or not, this lifted up my mood a little.
I miss them already.

Tchaikovsky's Fifth

Today has been great!

Early in the morning i went to hospital with my mom. My sis has an appointment to remove the thread which the doctor used it to stitch earlier. So, after that, we went for breakfast, and i left home to university. Suppose today has no class, because we are having exams next week, all my classmates came to university to practise. Those are practical exams so we do need equipments, and Mr Arun was pretty happy to help us out even it was Saturday!

At night i went back to Ampang. I had a quick haircut at the nearby saloon. Then Elaine came to my old house to fetch me. Well, i was so excited! It had been sometime i never meet them and take a nicer picture since CNY. And today we all gathered for MPO concert! Today's theme- Tchaikovsky's Fifth. His fifth symphony and the MPO players are playing all the movements!

Of course we had dinner before going in the hall.

p/s: You all had been so amazing, always. And i had a very great time tonight. Thank you guys.

Disastrous incident

Only now i have time to update my blog. I was too tired for the past few days though.

Last week had been a disaster. I don't want to talk too much into details, but i'll tell you that my sister encountered a fall in the bathroom and she hit the back of her head. Massive bleeding, and seizure struck her as well. I would say luckily i'd learnt first aid skills in my university or i seriously do not know what goona happen.

It was terrible. She had 5 stitches on her back head and admitted into hospital for 3 days for observation. She done some scanning called MRI and EEG for safety purpose though. She was discharged yesterday. God bless. I looked at the bathroom just now, i cannot imagine how hard she had hit her head on the floor. I can still remember my hand was shivering after sending her to Subang Medical Center.

Now we got to look after her really carefully. I was a little afraid seizure might strike her again. You didn't see the situation, it was scary. I'm not exaggerating it. God bless.

Talking about my study, it had been very hectic. As i said in my previous post, now left the Friday work to do. Next week will be our practical mid-term exam then. I need to do some preparation, kind of worry i may make any silly mistake hmm...

I found this online:

 
p/s: missing my Ampang friends so much. Already can't wait for Saturday.

Works, debates, exams.

Doing a short recording, pretty tired, it had been a long day.

Few days ago i was rushing for my English assignment. I cracked my skull thinking what topic should i write which suits bachelor level. I looked onto Li-Fraumeni syndrome, a rare genetic disease and was already planning to write about it. Because of its limited sources and information, i passed. Moreover, there were so many medical jargon that i don't understand at all. The biology knowledge i learnt in A-levels has totally returned back to Ms Vicky hmm... Anyway, i ended up with Asthma and already done with it! Okay, one downed.

Today our class had a debate on HIV. It was part of the classroom teaching. I started looking for points and arguments online few days ago and with God's grace i able to control the debate. It was a good experience. I have always wanted to try out debate since the day Priya told me how they knocked down their opponents splendidly. Now i got a chance. I did not waste it. I did a lot of reading and gave a deep thought on my topic and again, with God's grace, the outcome was enlightening. Now our module tutor grouped us all accordingly, depends on every person's ability, ready us for another debate. A real and tough debate. I was pretty looking forward to it! Debate, i will do well! Okay, another downed.

Next Tuesday will be our infection control exam. Wednesday will have a presentation on obesity. Friday would have another assignment to pass up. Following another week, Monday and Tuesday, practical exams. Great, what a load of work to do before going off for clinical practice in Klang hospital. I can do this, you can! Pay more hard work and it'll fruited. How much joy you will have.

From that, despite a chance of losing anything, as long as one's has paid their very best, that's more that enough whether it's fruited. A person without any luck on anything, like me, the only thing you can do is paying your 110% endeavour. This has already greatly compensated your shortness.

Sometimes i feel i am measuring so hard on myself. I've given myself so much of expectation. I've made myself so serious i don't even able to handle a joke. I need to loosen up. If i keep this going, i'll one day go insane. Do your best and that's the end of the story.

After all, i just want to be a good physiotherapist which benefiting the public, even the world. That is my wish. For that, expectation comes in, stress comes in. I'm so afraid i couldn't handle mistake. I may look okay, but i, i have a part that you cannot see. An inner-part that you will never discover... No one has known...

p/s: the night with Priya was fun. That reminded me how much i have missed her.