Monday, March 23, 2009
An Apple a day keeps Angeline away
An Apple in my hands. I don't feel anything. I don't see rays of angelic light shining on this thingmajig. My nails or the iPhone. There's no win-win situation.
I have friends who swoon over Apple gadgets but seriously, what's so great about an Apple? And what about these iPhones..yeah hot stuff yes i know but then again when in the hands of a girl like me, there's the iPhone FINGERNAIL problem.
My nails are like between one-eighth/one-quarter to an inch long and i face real trouble trying to type my email before logging on to facebook. It took me like 8 minutes ok! I mean I'm not the only one complaining but many women think when it comes to this hot gadget from Apple, women are treated like second-class citizens -_-!
Despite these complaints, many people assert that one of the best traits of an iPhone is that it doesn't need a stylus to function - an item that gets lost so easily, it leaves you frustrated trying to find it back. So Apple goes smart with the multi-touch screen, navigated by swipes and presses. The problem is, the iPhone touch screen responds to the electrical charge emitted by the fingertips. And pretty though they may be, long nails like mine don't emit one. So why does Apple persists in this misogyny? Throw in a stylus, will ya? Even those with fingers the size of sausages may be experiencing the same problem. It's a real tight estate there. You may be trying to press the W but hell no, you accidentally hit the letter Q.
But then again, adding a stylus would disturb the very essence of an iPhone. My friends have commented on this little dilemma of mine and suggested that I should cut off my nails.
*silence*
Like hello, could you please repeat that?
Cut off your nails, angeline.
NO WAY! I would do it for OSCE or just to get lecturer's approval on my 'professional' image when in the university (IMU is all about professionalism) but cut my nails off for a phone (???), you are so out of your mind. It's the machine's job to accomodate its users, not the other way around. You're sick in the mind, you know that.
So it's like i have to use the side of my fingers to type. Making calls are easy but typing messages and facebook-ing is soooooo difficult.
Why are they still discriminating those with fingernails?! Your nail beds are history, probably. I guess it's a Blackberry for me =(
The iPhone is now ivan's. Good riddance. He looks better with it anyway. Up his status quo a bit.
Oh news! I heard that a nail polish is being invented with a material that will activate the iPhone touch screen. Hmm..still doubtful.
Imma stick with my current phone till after graduation -_-
What I do crave for (but not sure if I really want it though) is ICE CREAM. Do you think it's the pink ice-cream down here? Looks delicious, doesn't it? *Angeline scurries down to the kitchen for a scoop...no make that five scoops of heavenly baskin robins*
yum yum YUM!
Let's be materialistic here. This is not the kind of ice cream I want, it's the LG Ice-Cream handphone that i'm buzzing about! I heart the pink one.
me want lovely sweet ice creammmmmm
Argh LG..you've done it this time! You've got me. Is there no one else you could torture?
It's M.O.N.E.Y. so sexy aye,
angel
p/s I lurve to study. I seriously forgot how much I love to study=p teehee.
Posted by Angeline at 8:39 PM
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Supermassive blackhole
Friday evening. Was MY 20 minutes worth of the spotlight. My time to show just how well I do at what I do best - presentations. And by cat's whiskers, it got screwed up! Freaking screwed up. That stupid piece of junk called a computer in the lecture theater was like so outdated or something..the font and design of my slides were not compatible and so both the font size and alignment ran off. The effing font changed. sial man. When I found out about it, it was a killjoy on my mood to present already but I just had to continue with what I have, you know. And hopefully, the way I presented my stuff compensates for that darn awful screw up!
Here is the original version..I used Calibri as the master font for all my slides. I'm a fan of Calibri and Edwardian Script..love using them=p Arial, like yuck.
And that bloody incompatible computer defaulted my master font and it became arial. ARIAL Like WTH..where got mood to present already, you tell me? It's hideous. My slides were ugly, i tell you. FUGLY!
The second slide.
Look at that! The alignment, the font size, the way my slide looks - ALL affected by that bloody change. Argh! I can' t go on with this any further. My heart aches just thinking of this. If I do, I'll be commenting on every slide I have and that's like all 45 of them. I can't bear to stand the thought that my slides were beaten flat by alen when it had so much potential in flattening his ego.
I would be doing this too if I had the chance.
But my day was made better after having dinner (I only had cake because dinner is waiting for me at home!) with someone so dear to me, my happiness-o-meter rev up two notches or so whenever I just talk or hang out with him. I don't understand why. Like a drug, my personal brand of heroin and I'm simply addicted to it.
Let me share my favourite quote from Edward Cullen. Fans of Edward would agree with me on this =)
Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. very dark, but there were stars- points of light and reason...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.
Edward Cullen
My heart melted when I read those lines.
Anyway, I CAN'T WAIT to watch Confessions of a Shopaholic!! I must totally watch this with my girlfriends. Like totally. I also must make sure that Elaine comes along and watch this..Lizzy too. Lizzy, game?
OMG I think I just fell in love with that red handbag..and her BELT! Gorgeous stuff^^
Would you dare to wear these outfits out on the local streets? People will look at you and have a wierd thought or four but hey, it's fashion!
What kills me the most in this picture is...
THE pink laptop *angeline just died in delight and was resurrected* My pink lizard has just met its match. "Oh sorry Vaio, did I hurt your feelings? Forgive me, I couldn't help it. It's an Apple."
I'm going out shopping. Retail therapy never fail to make a woman happy. And after all that shite yesterday, I think I deserve an evening out. I think. I so need to study but I don't have the mood to do so. Procrastinator me! Spiteful~
Love me, Vote me
Angeline for Prom Queen (busy self campaigning!)
toodles!
Posted by Angeline at 2:12 PM
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Love Me, Vote Me
what a day it was. nominees for prom king and queen for IMU Ball 2009 were required to attend a briefing, have their photos taken and to fill up a nomination form. It was only much, much later that I found out Jason was one of the nominees for prom king! And so was Joshua. Eek so many people I know are in the list..there's so much room for embarassment!
Anyway, the story is we were not so satisfied with the photos taken of us so, off we went to my ex-housemates for professional help. Thank you, Joyceee~ With a really cool camera in hand and a semi-professional photographer, our pictures are bound to be awesome possum!
Hey everyone. This is Jason. He's a great companion if you girls want to go shopping or something like that. His talent lies in fashion (as written in his nomination form). You can't make wrong choices with this guy around!
What are your hobbies?
Photography and music.
Talents?
Fine arts, doing the McD Rap.
I have my own hair and make-up team. Joking=p I wished. Jason helping me tame my ever bushy hair for my shot. Describe yourself in 30 words.
I'm a vivacious social butterfly who has great ambitions, an eye for fashion and a penchant for the colour pink.
One of the more natural poses of Lee Bak Khan.
Why do you deserve to be prom queen?
I'm a good play of beauty, brains and brawn (^^). Yeah, brawn.
He aspires to be a face model for Biotherm.
If you could change anything about yourself, what would it be?
None. I'm happy with the way I am. Changes are not necessarily good. You wouldn't be what makes you so uniquely YOU!
She aspires to be a socialite in ten years time.
If you could change one thing in this world, what would it be and why?
All the greed. Greed is the root of all evil. Without greed, the world would be a better place.
Jason's tagline, "LOVE ME, VOTE ME!" Self-campaining earn you votes. Gosh. I better start at that too.
Hi. My name is Ng Angeline or you may call me Ebi Kuro Ng. Say hello to B105's representative for prom queen and do vote for me, guys!
YOU MUST!
xoxo
p/s I don't have the mood to study anything about atrial fibrillation today. My heart is still on atrial flutter - high from today's photoshooting fun.
Posted by Angeline at 9:43 PM
Monday, March 9, 2009
click click away!
Stress is inevitable. But if you manage your way well around it, it becomes easier to swim through those rough spots despite all obstacles. I took a little trip round the neighbourhood with Mr. SLR just for fish and lookie here, I have some photos here that I would like to share.
This is Ivan, my dear brother fixing Charlie's internals. Yes, the car's name is Charlie.
The red brick wall *Angeline waves at her own reflection*
The small willow tree in front of my house=) The leaves reminds me of sickle-shaped blood cells.
I seriously have flat feet. So not pretty=\ Flat feet don't go well with heels but I might just prove them wrong.
Ooh looks like imma have a new neighbour^^
I stood in front of this dragonfly for a looooong time..adjusting my camera just so that this shot can be taken. photography does involve patience and perspiration!
The tortoise greeted me in delight when he saw me approaching the pond with a huge camera. Must be a VAIN tortoise.
Reminds me of the abdomen of a cockroach. The colour, striations and all that. But this is actually the body of a very old palm tree.
Love how that bulb of orange colour stands out among a lush spread of green leaves.
Trying to take photos of palm leaves in the most artistic manner possible. I think the effect is not attained yet. Must be photoshopped. A bit.
I was hoping to get a picture of a creature - a bird or something like that. But everytime i try, it came out looking quite plain. Ok not quite plain..VERY plain. so not worth a second look=( so I decided that the best way to take shots of creatures is to sit at a corner..near the lake..really silent..camera at hand. And it was as if god pulled all the birds to my direction minutes later that I was able to capture all that I wanted! Golly wolly lucky me^^ Here's one that I liked.
This is the best close-up I could get. Judging from where I sat..which was like so far away from that tree.
I feel happy. I skipped my way back home!
It's back to school tmr. Bummer! But I don't care much about the whole I-hate-waking-up-early-for-school part..I'm just glad to be able to see my friends again=)
p/s I just read The Tales of Beedle the Bard written by J.K. Rowling. Entertaining likewise. To all parents out there, i think you should get your hands on that book. It's time to shove some good ol' morale in their face.
Posted by Angeline at 5:16 PM
Got pink?
This photo is not an attempt to advertise on a book I adore much but the reason it is placed here is...to show off my AWESOME POSSUM pink nails!! Yummy=)
But when I showed my pink pink PINK nails at mummy, she looked at them and started babbling away...
Mum: Angel, what's this? You said you have mountains of work to do and tell me, what's this? You have THE time to paint your nails summore!
Angel: Mum, i need ME time, no? Hence, the nails. I love how pink it is!^^
Mum: Keep your nails longer, angel. I WANT to see how long you can grow them. Never do housework summore..oh you just wait..*mum gives me THE STARE*
Angel: But I just cleaned the..
Mum: No buts. Now get your hands down and dirty!
*groan*
I love my mum but not when she's like this =(
Posted by Angeline at 1:43 AM
Saturday, March 7, 2009
i know how to spell FUN
Week nine of the clinical attachment was a quiet week. With half of our housemates out of the house and back at home doing the remainder of their PCPs, we (that is MichieBun, Carol and yours truly) were stuck in that condo with less girls to talk to and with just the faces of each other to look at. We are such a boring bunch of people, aren't we? We thought we were the life of the house..but look.
Carol is found doing her PCPs in DEEP concentration.
The blonde is busy in thought on what to write as her next care issue. Pfft..blondes think? Aha! That reminds me of a joke carol shared with us the other day during lunch..ok so here goes.
Legend has it that there is this very special mirror in a land far far away. If one stands in front of the mirror and tell the truth, one wish is granted. However, if one tells a lie then in a *POOF* you are instantly swallowed up by the mirror, never to be seen again.
So, once a princess of questionable looks stands before the mirror and says "I think I'm the most beautiful princess in the world".
*POOF* The mirror swallows her.
Next, a female peasant stood in front of the mirror and said,"I think I'm the smartest woman alive".
*POOF* The mirror swallows her.
Then, an absolutely gorgeous blonde comes in, stands before the mirror and says,"I think..."
*POOF*
Cats and whiskers! That was like the BOMB, carol! love that one.
ooh look at michie hard at work. michie has a funny eating habit. like say, if you ordered a set meal from mackieDs, you could finish the whole thing up within minutes right? But she has the smallest appetite you know! She has to divide her meal into, like, portions of three to four. One portion every two hours. So in math, it takes her about six hours to finish her dinner. Correct or not, michie? Must admit it, I actually counted the hours.
This is what i mean by interprofessional learning. Living strong by IMU's motto "Together, learning" =)
Telling michie how to treat hypokalaemia. Michie was like seriously in tune with what I said because she really wanted to know how to treat it when this picture was taken. Notice that we use the same book for everything. The book is called...
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THE 'Sarawak Handbook of Medical Emergencies'. A bunch of sarawakian geniuses wrote that book to alleviate all burden of bringing so many reference books during a ward round. If you are not sure of something or in need of a confirmation to your clinical decision, flip open the book and you are bound to get the answer you want. Doctors LOVE it and we, pharmacists do too!
B.U.N
But what they did not know is that in our week of temporary solitude, we found ourselves submerged in many nights of unfounded fun - gossiping, endless rambling, dancing, full frontal beeching, lady gaga-ing (even michie is humming pokerface while doing her work ok!) and more dancing!
Here's what I meant by dancing.
Dance Dance Revolution!
After doing a few PCPs, we throw ourselves onto the dance mat. This is bloody awesome man. We should have done this earlier on and not on the last week. Pasal tak bawa playstation awal awal lagi -_-!
Carol and michie having fun on the floor^^ Luckily we stayed on the first floor or else neighbours the floor below would throw tantrums at us for making so much noise - step step STEP!
12 combo!
Are you game, caroline? I will beat you and crush your confidence into pieces. But of course, that did not happen because she's like an expert next to me.
Getting our groove on..we were snapping our fingers to the music while dancing. so pro. mum mum mum mah
All you need is more practice, michieeeee! Other than that, you are doing great=)
Playing these things can make you sweat man..like really SWEAT! but hey, it's a good workout after sitting hours on a chair, scrolling down those stinkin' guidelines. William said he couldn't wait to burn his PCPs and wipe those down his ass once semester 8 is over. What nerve..I feel you!
*angeline looks at her hair and wants it longer*
I quiver at the smell of death. But that only apply to humans, see. when this thing died, i felt nothing but happiness. I slept better that night knowing that this 'thing' DIED. I can't believe these things crawled on planet earth for billions of years..since the dinosaurs. No wonder they are so freaking ugly.
See the antennas? It's so long wei! OMG *yelp*
And some people are just not afraid of them. In fact this woman here is scared of lizards -_- Nothing can beat a cockroach man..NOTHING! Lizards are considered..ok.
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Caroline went to Jason Mraz concert that Thursday night and as I quote her on msn, "Rocked my panties off!" 'Nuff said. Give her a few more days, she'd prolly want to have his baby.
That's carol and her significant half. Love those horns babe!
angel out
xoxo
Posted by Angeline at 12:03 AM
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Home is where the heart is
What's more beautiful than the smile on your mother's face when she greets you at the door and hearing the words, 'Welcome back'. My dad breathed 'Finally' softly before he gave mum a peck on the cheek. Yes indeed..finally.
Posted by Angeline at 11:45 PM
p-p-p-pokerface p-p-pokerface
Do you know that feeling..a feeling you get when someone accuses you for something that you did not do? yeah that one. like your arteries constrict and the blood pressure builds up over the course of time, forming balooning aneurysms that might rupture. anytime. unpredictable and dangerous. and the only treatment is watchful waiting in combination with control of blood pressure.
If you didn't know, I am quite a temperamental person. It's genetic, i suppose. So don't get me started. Speech before thought. That's a nono.
Anyway, will be meeting with the supervisors this evening at 4.30pm. An official goodbye is in order..can't wait for that to happen. Like come on, I waited 8 weeks and 3 days for this. The day I leave this place and go home..for good! I have been shifting in and out of home for the past 4 years of my tertiary education in IMU, it is therefore a relief to know that all this is finally coming to an end. Lovely. Now, I can spend more time with the family and retrieve back the social life I've lost over the months. yay me!
Taking my leave now..meeting is in half an hour's time. Best be prepared=)
gossip girl. Do return to airwaves soon. pls.
Say hello to your prom queen nominee,
angel
p/s. I saw another cockroach today. When I was putting on make-up. Urgh don't you have anyone else to mentally torture!?
Posted by Angeline at 10:41 AM
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
you're ugly, mr. cockroach
oh ya, michie killed a cockroach this morning. A gigantic, black ugly-looking cockroach. It is now lying dead in front of serena's bedroom. I saw it wringle away its last moments before death caught up.
Posted by Angeline at 1:31 PM
Snap!
It's a torture not having internet in the condo while you are in the slumps. Take it from someone who constantly uses the internet at home from dawn till dusk and in between. Give the vampire blood and it never stops drinking. But complain no more! It's the final week so say hello to civilisation in 3 days time. yay me!
Monday was up to my expectations. The condo we stay in has been converted to a dance studio. Carol and I had a big workout on our dance mats yesterday. That plaything sure can make you sweat. A pedi later and filet o' fish made me tired..too soon actually. That was bad. Not a pencil mark on my PCP and I went to sleep. Dead. I couldn't even reply his message=( So much for addiction.
I need IV infusion of Starbucks 1L BD. STAT!
Anyway, I find the people at the OPD are a bunch of...hmm I must practice politeness here. On my first day, we given a brief introduction blah blah of the roles and responsibilites of a pharmacist. yes i know already. we ALL know the generic roles and responsibilities of a pharmacist. I had a very good impression of the pharmacist who brought us through our first day - well-spoken, prim and proper. Till I heard her bitch about her colleagues in front of all the staff members. What I heard was unbelievably disgusting..like seriously. I was appalled by the amount of professionalism she had being a woman of such high-ranking position. I guess some of us never really left high school, don't we? We gossip away without having second thoughts about how the victim may feel. And then she starts to show off her Prada handbag in front of everyone, telling them how much it costs her. Last heard, it was 7000 *ahem* wokey. speechless me. If it's even true you spent 7K on that bag, I seriously you've got bad taste. Brown and ugly, nuff said. And then I caught them smelling the bag..ike peeling every corner of the bag to smell the 'leather'. I wanted to scream "you got conned, people!" But you know what they say, silence is golden^^ especially when you're a small fry. like me.
I remember a quote by Yves Saint Laurent. It goes "It pains me physically to see a woman victimized, rendered pathetic, by fashion". So true.
One more. I promise this is the last thing imma heave off my chest in this post. Imagine someone counting your tablets with their fingers and packaging them in those small white plastic holders. Ok. Now, imagine someone eating crackers, licked their fingers clean, used those same fingers to count your tablets and place them in those little plastic packets. Like eww
ewww
ewwww
ewwwww
ewwwwww!
First, never eat while you're doing a job. How did they let these things slip off without reprimanding those pembantu farmasi? It's inappropriate work ethics i tell you. And while the queue is long and never-ending outside, with throngs of people waiting to retrieve their meds, the pembantu farmasi were busy (1) eating, (2) laughing, (3) gossiping on any topic under the sun, (4) eating! and (5) chatting on their handphones. i can only sigh at the mere sight of them.
But the pharmacists at the front line of dispensing and counselling the patients were hardworking and pleasant people. I'm not judging! This is my observation ya. This male pharmacist taught me how to file and fill up an SPUB form for a patient. SPUB is short for Sistem Pendispensan Ubat Bersepadu. When you translate that to english, it's called Integrated Drug Delivery System. As how I understand it, this system allows the patient to attain his medications in any government hospital or health clinic regardless of which hospital he was admitted into and treated. So let's say this man here was admitted to Hospital Seremban for a stroke, he could easily obtain his discharge medications from a gov hosp anywhere in KL since it is convenient for him to do so. Any hospital except HUKM and UMMC for they work under an independent system. I learnt quite a number of things under his guidance for which I am grateful for his kind attention towards my learning. Then, I found out he was from IMU. No wonder.
Oh ya, I love the fact that HTJ is trying their best to reduce the usage of plactic bags. They are constantly urging the patients to bring their own plastic or paper bags to put their meds in. Splendid. Go green!
Out to lunch now. Imma start on my PCPs after that. And please angeline, don't procrastinate!
Till I post the next xoxo
Posted by Angeline at 12:05 PM
Monday, March 2, 2009
oh i can hear the hallelujah chorus
I'll be leaving for the slumps in a few hours time. darn it. but it's the final week of the attachment and i'm going to embrace it with both arms wide open. I'll be doing my attachment in the outpatient department. so basically, what i think i'll be doing is be this robot who reads the prescription and plucks the appopriate medication off the cabinets. yup sure sounds like fun. Argh, truth be told i think this is such a waste of time. I rather hide in a corner of the library, curl up with a book and study something valuable that would help me make better clinical choices. i think i'll do that..see how the system goes in the department tmr morning, dash at half time to the library and get typing on those care plans i haven't finish.
my supervisor slash lecturer called me today. To ask whether I was facing problems at the workplace. Yes, i do face problems, thank you very much. But I won't tell you that of course. No meetings or discussions with the hospital pharmacist..now that's a great way to learn. That place is screwed up, i'd say. Internal politics is wrecking the entire department. But he did say I was improving week by week and did he mention I was one of the best students around? wait I can't say..reception is bad around the house. God has a funny way of tuning out all the good stuff I wanted to hear and allowing me to listen to the bad ones...this is his way of teaching me humility, i suppose.
I will miss my family. Eventhough it's only a week. Miss Caroline L and I are having a dance showdown in the House of Gaga...that place is gonna end up in rumbles once we're done! Thought i doubt Lady Boss will approve of the noice. But then again, who cares. It's the final week, baby! Make use of what we CAN do. I brought the SLR too..just in case we camwhores need our pictures taken. And a pedicure appointment on monday! oh the excitement of the final week. Love it.
I miss my friends. And I can't wait to get back to school. Despite how boring I anticipate school to be.
This pic makes me look like I have a 'halo' above my head.
xoxo
Posted by Angeline at 3:33 AM
Dearest crystal
Crystal,
a constant reminder of my childhood memories,
good luck in your studies, dear one.
with loving thoughts,
angel
