The Drug Song

Oh one more post. Before I forget. During one of the CPT presentations today, one of the groups ended their presentation with this song --> ?The Drug Song (I dunno what the song's called). But it's very interesting and especially funny at the end lah. And most of the drugs (when I say drugs I mean medication drugs in this context, not recreational drugs!) are actually pretty common...which is to say, I've actually heard of most of them before. ENJOY~

Lunatic rantings

As I re-read my previous post to see if there was maybe anything that I shouldn't have written (and no, 'fuck' doesn't count), a thought came to me. Maybe I should change the title of this blog to 'Rants of a Lunatic', or 'Lunatic Rantings', coz I think I pretty much sounded like one. Do you agree? (And no, I'm not really asking for an answer. It's more like a rhetorical question.)

On a side note, I tried making some onde-onde (with fake green colouring, and fake pandan flavouring), as well as 'emperor rolls' (which is like a swiss roll, but using glutinous rice flour and red bean paste & sesame seeds instead) the other day. Edible lah

On another side note, we had a CPT therapeutics clinical quiz-thingy today. Damn, I don't know anything. Die die die die die....

Unbelievably high annoyance level (if it makes any sense)

I had the utmost unbelievably annoying & frustrating day today. Seriously man, my 'annoyance' level was at its peak today. I've never felt as annoyed & frustrated as I did today. And it was all to do with the stupid CRB check & the frustratingly annoying lady that insisted on me producing another form of ID besides my passport, e.g. driving licence, birth certificate, or national insurance number. WTF lah. I don't work here, so I don't have an NI number first of all, and secondly, what's the stupid point of showing her my driving licence or birth cert anyway when they're not even in English! Tried explaining to her that the instruction form didn't specify that we needed TWO forms of identification, but she still insisted I get it today as well. Fuck lah.

Had to troop ALL the way back home to get my driving licence, 2o mins uphill, and this was after walking 20 mins to the med school and waiting in the bloody queue for 1/2 hour! Cussed the whole way back home, and cussed the whole way back to the med school. Tried to run part of the way to blow off some steam, but when I got back to the boardroom, THAT particular lady who took my half-filled form wasn't there, out of everyone possible that could have not been there. WArghHhhH! So annoyed.

Had to go for my seminar then so had to rush off anyway. Couldn't wait for her to come back. Still felt quite pissed during the seminar so I just shut up for the better part of the hour and did not contribute to the group discussion. Finally spoke up when my patience pret-ty much ran out when the discussion was draggin along oh-so-slowly. And they only had TWO facilitators for SIXTEEN groups, out of which, 2 groups probably monopolized them for most of the 1 1/2 hrs of our seminar. Geram geram!!!!

Went back to the undergrad faculty office after seminar to look for the other lady in-charge when I was told she would be out for lunch, and only back at 2.15pm. Great, when I have a lecture at 2pm. Apelar. Nevermind, I thought. Can go during the break in-between group presentations and the next CPT thingy. So, I went then, bringing along my passport, my driving licence, my IC, & a photostat copy of my birth certificate. Stoopid me thought they only needed to see one of those since the earlier lady already saw my bank statement to compare the address. But ooohhh nooooooo was I ever so wrong. The part of the CRB form where they had to tick stating that they referenced the address in the form to my current address on a bill/statement had NOT been ticked yet, so I had to go allllll the way back to the lecture theatre to get my bank statements.

As you can probably imagine, I was right about ready to keel over/break something/scream at somebody, but thankfully and luckily, the lady-in-charge, Angela was a really really nice person with such a smiley cheery disposition that I calmed down a bit. When I asked her why other (international) students only needed to show their passports earlier and not another form of ID, she said, actually the passport and a bank statement was already sufficient, but it's better to have 3 (i.e. passport, driving licence, & bank statement), just in case. WTF? JUST IN CASE? Just in case what? Just in case they send the CRB form back? WELL...she said that they do that occasionally anyway even when no errors could be found on the form. !!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHH!!!

And when I come home, and see the kitchen counter cluttered, the utensils not in the right rack, the pots in the dish drainer instead of the pots rack/stand thingy, the sink clogged with spaghetti, the dish-washing liquid diluted, the sponges stuck with filth from someone's food, the trash overflowing...warghhhhkkhhh! TAK BOLEH TAHAN I tell you!!! Since I don't own this house or the kitchen, and no one else seems to be really complaining, I don't feel like it's really in my place to say anything more than I've already done previously lah. Otherwise feel like control freak liddat. Always said that if you wanted something done (unless you've been put in-charge and have the power to delegate other people to do it for you), just get it done yourself. It's the fastest and most efficient way of getting something done.

So since I can't really do anything about the kitchen, I shall post here what MY ideal kitchen rules would be like (if I ruled the house, which I don't la in reality, so don't take this the wrong way...I just want to rant abit.) :

• First and foremost, don't behave like your mom's living in the house and will clean up after you. You're an adult now so behave responsibly like one! Don't expect other people to always clean up your mess, and please pitch in to help keep the kitchen clean.
  
• Don't clog up the bloody sink with your leftover food waste. The strainer serves a purpose. Put it to good use and just throw the leftovers away after you're done with your washing. Not a very difficult task.
  
• The dish drainer is there for dishes to drain. Put all pots and pans back where you took them from (i.e. the pot stand/rack thingy or above the cupboards) after you've washed them as they take up too much space on the dish drainer and other people have no place to dry their dishes later. That, or people just stack and pile dishes on top of each other until they're about the height of the Eiffel tower. (And I'm guilty of doing that as well, I must admit)
• There's a reason why the utensils drainers/rack-thingys have compartments. So that you can separate the spoons & forks from the knives, the other sharp bladey stuff from the ladles & scoops. And since it's already been done for you initially, all you have to do is put your ONE knife, your ONE spoon, and your ONE ladle to their own draining-thingys. Don't have to chuck everything together and mess everything up!
• STOP BLOODY DILUTING THE BLOODY DISH WASHING LIQUID.
• Wash/Clean/Rinse the sponges after you've used them to scrub your pots & pans. It's damn yucky when other people want to use them and they've got rice and vege and raw chicken membranes still stuck on it.
• Try and keep the kitchen counter as clutter-free as possible. Of course you can use it, but clean up after yourself lah within the next 1 or 2 days. It's an eye-sore when there are a thousand and one things left on the kitchen-top for days on end.
• STOP BLOODY THROWING RUBBISH INTO AN ALREADY FULL RUBBISH BIN, so much so that when the next person tries to lift the rubbish bag out of the bin to change it, the bag either spills over or rips. Not pleasant at all, k?
• Throw your expired food out of the fridge. And close the fridge/freezer doors properly.

Whew! That was a mouthful. Ahhhh...feel so much more relieved and calm now. Peace!

I feel sick.

Acgkkk.

My blocked/runny nose is getting worse. Plus I've got a sore throat building up. How many more pills do I have to pop before I get well/wasted? How many more boxes of tissue paper do I have to go through before my nose gets some relieve?

I just don't feel like doing anything. Lethargic & moody. *Sigh*

On a side note though, last week's Desperate Housewives' episode 'Bang' (season 3 episode 7) must have been one of the best episodes ever in the show's history. Full of suspense, thrilling & a tear-jerker at the end. Really good episode.

House on the other end...hmmm, so-so lah. I've seen better episodes.