As many of you know already, I have this insane obsession with writing lists of all sorts of things to do, things to buy, and the list goes on (pun intended).
Things I Want Right This Moment:
- To get my stomach to stop making me feel very weird. I feel like chucking up my dinner, which was rice, sambal and fried eggs.
- To go to sleep. I’m tired out from the voluntary fieldwork thing today at Freo and I’ve done quite a bit of work for clin med and gero.
- To wash the make up off my face. Can’t sleep with a dirty face, now can I?
- To get this semester over and done with so I finally take a weel earned break at the beach.
- To start the new semester ASAP.
I’m buggered at the moment. Off to be I shall go.
Oh btw, daylight savings in Perth might start as soon as December 1st, so no more same time zone as Malaysia for the summer!
Today didn’t start out to good, but the day became much better as it got by. I had a full on day today, starting off with clinical medicine lecture at 8am-9am (which I didn’t go for, will explain in a bit), rehab lab 2 from 9am-11am, gerontology lab from 11am-12.30pm and gerontology lecture from 1pm-2pm. How I survived that all in a row, I don’t know.
One thing I do know is how I survived the rest of the day.
The day started at 6am like usual, but due to the next door neighbour’s handy man powers, I didn’t get much sleep yesterday. This morning it was the kids screaming next door. Sometimes I don’t know how I manage to sleep thru things, and this is one time where I do indeed want to sleep thru the commotion.
That would explain why I couldn’t get out of bed for my 8am lecture. I was exhausted to the core.
After 2pm, Zaneta picked me up from uni and we sat in the car, thinking about where to go. Being such a nice sunny day, I thought we’d go to the beach somewhere and catch some good sun rays. Turns out she had the same thoughts too 
So off to Cottesloe beach we drove to. First making stops at the grocery store to get some impromptu beach picnic sort of food, sunscreen and a disposable camera, since both of us so happened to leave our cameras home 
(Note to self: ALWAYS bring camera EVERYWHERE you go!)
Anyways, both Ariane and Vi joined us after that and we all went all crazy with the picture taking and the crazy spitting of sand from our mouths 
I couldn’t describe in words if I wanted to. It was such a glorious day. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and today definitely took some stress away and kept my mind a little more relaxed after the 2 crazy weeks I’ve had at uni with exams and assignments.
The pictures we took really says everything. Now I can’t wait to get the pictures from Ariane and Zaneta!! Wheee!!
I’ve gotten myself an honours application form and I’ve spoken to Heather a bit about it and I’ve decided to apply for it, just in case I might get it. Knowing that only 8 people in the year can do the honours programme is a bit intimidating, but at the same time its challenging and makes me want to go for it even more.
I’ve had doubts with my abilities, but I think I’ll try for it. No harm with trying anyway.
Here’s to hoping something good comes out of this!
I thought today would be an alright day, considering my wet lab exam didn’t go as bad as I thought. With that being out of the way, I’ve now got to focus on the next thing on hand, my clinical medicine mid term 2. Little to say, life right now has been stressful even by my standards.
The reason I’m blogging now is because my rehab 8am - 10am class got cancelled and I’m going for the 10am - 12pm replacement class. Which meant I was supposed to get an extra 2 hours of sleep this morning. So much for the nice day I had planned. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother scheduling more sleep for myself.
Usually I end up getting the same amount of even less due to all kinds of circumstances. This morning’s was cause the leaky toilet woke me up at 5.45am. Usually I don’t get up this early. Thinking that I would get more sleep, I slept later than usual last night.
Leaky toilet or not, I was desperate and determined to get my sleep. Renee must have fixed it cause I recall hearing the ceramic din in the toilet just after that.
Fine. Now I can get sleep, or so I thought.
Next thing I know, I drift off to lala land, dreaming of Wentworth Miller and next I hear this banging sound.
Good grief! What does a girl have to do to get some sleep around here?
I peeked at my tableside clock and it said 6.15am. I had only been granted an extra 30 mins of sleep, that didn’t really count. So I pulled myself out of the warm, warm covers and shut the window to try and block the sounds out. Turns out my neighbour started to hammer something in his yard at 6.15am in the morning and the kids were up bright and early and screaming around in the yard.
I was at my wit’s end. I climbed back into bed, shoved the covers over my head and tried to get a little more sleep before my alarm rang at 7am to get me out of bed. I kept hearing the stupid hammering noise and next thing I know, my alarm rang at 7am. That’s when the stupid hammering stopped. Grateful for that, I thought I’d have a few more extra snoozes, but figured it really wasn’t worth it cause I’m not going to get any sleep at all.
So I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed for uni and here I am.
This is absolutely deranged!
The one day in ages I get to sleep in properly, I get woken up by my neighbour’s handyman work.
Someone please get me some ear muffs or ear plugs or something! I think I’ll lose my sanity if anymore of this keeps us.
Sleep needs aside, since I bought Justin Timberlake’s album i’ve been listening to it non-stop. It’s been quite an experience. But that a story for another day. Right now its off to Rehab lab now. Toodle-o.
Someone comes up to you at work and tells you that they know you from somewhere.
I suppose that was one of the highlights of the weekend that had just past (yes, I lead a very mundane life). Anyway, here was what happened:
I was working the morning shift on Sunday when I was serving this person. He was looking at the wall of candles when he turned to look at me and gave me a smile. Being the good salesperson I am, I smiled back at him while waiting for him to pick the candles he wanted and order the cake that he wants.
Giving me the order that he was to pick up a cake that he had preordered, I went to get the abovementioned cake. When I proceeded to hand over the cake (his friend had already paid for the cake) and ring up the candles on the till, he gave me this look and asked me if I went to Curtin.
I told him yes, I did indeed go to Curtin. And I asked him if he goes there as well.
He told me yes. And that he has seen me before from somewhere.
I asked him what was he doing at Curtin and he told me Civil Engineering, so I proceeded to ask him whether he was in 2nd year.
He told me yes, he was.
I asked if he know Howard from Engineering and he said no. But somehow he has seen me before from somewhere.
There is only very few ways he would have known/seen me from somewhere:
- From this blog, which I highly doubt many people from Curtin read anyway, apart from the people I know.
- From someone’s friends - which seems to be the more likely option
- From doing something crazy at uni - like colouring my hair for charity last semester.
Oh well, I don’t think I recognise him anymore if I see him. So whoever you are: I seriously wonder how you know me 
Because I have never seen you in my life before.
Its now week 13 in the official uni calender and I have this week and next week to attend class and after that its 1 week break for study week and then 2 weeks of exams. I’ve finished off my last assignment for the year but I’ve still got that dreaded wet lab exam today at 6 pm. Which leaves me approximately 7 hours to study for, minusing all the eating and toilet and dilly-dallying times.
This is the final anatomy exam before I push for the clinical medicine mid term 2 next Thursday. Its been a very trying week and a big thank you to those who have supported me and encouraged me to push on though I don’t feel like it Couldn’t have done it without any of you.
So, this is just to announce that I ‘m taking a short hiatus for a while to ensure I do not fail my papers or units and be forced to repeat stuff again. I just cannot afford it on so many levels.
So, here’s to the final few weeks of the semester and the push to the end!
P/S: Did you know everybody is an asthmatic? Apparently you only need the right circumstances to push you over the edge to have an attack. Now that would explain my attack when I was 13
P/P/S: You know your stressed when you start wearing your underwear inside out. You know your stressed when you start wearing your clothes back to front. You know your stressed when you try to put the cereal back into the fridge.
Surprisingly I’m still able to stand and think rationally while doing this. I’m still struggling with the main body of my gerontology assignment now and well let’s just say I’m 70% done with it and I’m about ready to give up.
Thanks goes to Calvin who has been helping me stay up thru till 2 am this morning and for keeping me entertained with all the MP3s. One of them was Justin Timberlake’s new single, My Love. I must admit that person doing that laughter or electronic noise in the background really struck me as odd and entertaining all at the same time.
Surprisingly I’m not as tired as I thought I would be, since I got roughly 4 hours of sleep last night compared to the people who have not gotten any sleep last night. I’ve never pulled an all-nighter in my life, and I was wanting to pull one off, just so I could say that I did You’re only young once you know?
Like I said before, exams are coming up soon and very soon I’ll have to go on the usual blog hiatus just so I can study everything and pass everything the first time round. I do not want to have to repeat any paper at all. Too much stress on the system.
Which reminds me, I’ve got 3 hours to do a 40% assignment. Wish me luck!
It’s close to 1 am on the day I have my assignment due and I have just started on the main body. I’m not even done with the appendices which take up quite a major bit of the assignment. I’ve already done 2 pages out of the 4-5 pages needed for the main body of the assignment.
I have exactly 13 hours to make this thing work and I’m not sure I can pull this off with my sanity intact and whether this was all worth it in the end cause I certainly don’t want to fail this unit. I cannot afford to fail anything, if want to fail also fail something that can get a supp la. I’m seriously in jeopardy. Sigh.
God, please help me.
Just talking to Zaneta online while working on the rehab assignment was indeed a stress reducer in itself. From her stories about the guys in Malaysia to ther predictions of my future boyfriends, it definitely was entertaining and most certainly it was a stress buster.
Our conversation (excuse my nick, I really was feeling very sick):
[22:09] Zaneta: i reckon ur gonna meet a guy in your work and career experiences
[22:09] Zaneta: a really caring guy
[22:10] KristinewantstovomitKristinewantstovomitKristinewantstovomit: i hope so, next yr we’re doing units with 4th years, so let’s hope there’s nice guys there
[22:10] Zaneta: he’s gonna be tall, mature
[22:10] Zaneta: gentle, kind
[22:11] Zaneta: and omg, i can picture him to be a caucasian
[22:11] Zaneta: LOL
[22:11] KristinewantstovomitKristinewantstovomitKristinewantstovomit: hahaha
[22:11] KristinewantstovomitKristinewantstovomitKristinewantstovomit: i wish
[22:12] Zaneta: no really
[22:12] Zaneta:
[22:12] Zaneta: i can see kristine having a really great boyfriend, because you’re such a stable person already
Its good to know that someone has confidence in me to find a nice guy to be in a relationship in. I think nice guys are a rare breed indeed, and finding one who is interested in me is definitely going to be quite a task. A task that I don’t know if I’m up to.
Somehow or rather I seem to be a magnet for strange, weird, wacko guys. The nice ones never seem to take interest in me that way. Sometimes I seriously wonder if I’m going to ever get married and start a family of my own.
I know my life’s priorities right now is to finish uni, the ticking biological clock can wait at least another 5 years at the moment. It’s not as if I’m 30 years old and still a single women. I’m 20 for God’s sake!
Sigh. This rant definitely needs to stop. The long week filled with exams and assignments is really getting on my nerves, literally. I’ve had lunch at 2.30pm just now because I literally didn’t have time for lunch. So I endured the painful stomach for 2 and a half hours. Someone please shoot me. I beg of you.
EDIT: I honestly feel like puking right now from the stress.
So after dry lab exam yesterday, I can say that I felt a relief, a huge burden off my shoulders. I got my marks from the exam yesterday, so I’ve got a rough idea on how much I need to pass the Anatomy unit. Not that I’m aiming to scrape through again, but its sort of like a safety net for me.
I’m dealing with my rehab assignment now, and to tell the truth, I hate rehab. I know I should keep my options open, but I can safely say that I NEVER want to go into the rehab sector of OT. First of all, I understand nuts about treatment plans and what OT has to offer in this sector. After all that slaving on that assignment, honestly I can tell you I learnt nothing.
Having to deal with a lecturer that is somewhat incompetent in what she does is a little demoralising when you think about it. I come to learn what rehab involves, and next thing I know, I’m learning how to read house plans and trying to become an amateur architect. I absolutely hate this unit. Even more than I hated the psychiatry unit last semester. At least I knew what I was talking about.
Back to the rehab assignment. I have done literally 50% of it. It’s now 10 am and this freaking thing is due at 2 pm today. As you most probably can tell by now, I’ve been having lack of sleep and stressed to the point where I’m ready to snap at anybody who annoys me.
In reality, I’m a very nice girl. Stress just turns me very ugly.
I slept at 12 am this morning and woke up at 6 am to get to uni on time to register for my VIVA exam at 8 am today. Thankfully I’ve got the 1.55 pm slot on the last day. I’m happy for that. At least I’ve got time to study after I finish my anatomy exam. Speaking of which, I have a wet leb exam on Wednesday, for which I haven’t studied for. Right now, all I’m looking forward to is to get this stupid rehab assignment over and done with.
After 2 pm today, I’m a partially free woman. Free from rehab assignment, but I’ve gotta focus my energies on the gero assignment after that which is due at 2 pm tomorrow. Sometimes I wonder if they do this to stress up till be blow up or they are oblivious that we students need sleep and need to eat as well.
With gerontology, that’s also another issue altogether. I’m not going to go into aged care when I graduate. No way. Though the pay is one of the highest in the industry, I’d rather be an ergonomist and do the thing that I love most. Ergonomics. Either that or pediatrics would be another option.
I definitely need to get back to my assignment. 4 hours till its due and I certainly do not want to fail this unit. Have to pass the freaking VIVA this year to pass this unit. Stoooooopid. There are just so many things I have to complain about this unit. Which is a definitely a story for another time.
Today’s weather is so lovely! A nice tropical 26 degrees and I’m stuck in a 22 degree air-conditioned room starring at the bloody computer screen trying to get my head around things. I’ve technically finished the assignment, but I’m waiting for Emma to come to uni to put together the group part and finalise the thing to be able to submit it in. I’m glad I’ve finished my part, albeit not very much effort has gone into it. But enough has gone into it to make me sick and tired of it already.
P/S: Zaneta, hope you’re surviving your week as well! I definitely hope to see you for some down time next week