Saturday, 28-Feb-2004 10:16 PM

When it's all over and done - uni starts. :(

Can you believe it? My three month summer break is over. Tomorrow is the first day back and I'm already dreading it. I'm definitely not one of those people that get bored easily during my holidays. I love having nothing to do. I still have to work the three shifts a week on top of all my classes, which is going to be hectic I bet. Plus I'm still planning on taking the US board exams in September - better start looking at the material for that :( I was supposed to months ago and haven't! I'm so disorganised. I don't even know what classes I have tomorrow, I just know it's an 8am start and I haven't woken up early for the past three months (excluding my brother's wedding day where I woke up at 5am, about three hours past my usual sleeping hour).

So I'm battling this knotted feeling in my stomach. I'm not sure if it's pre-uni blues or the chocolate pancakes I ate today at The Rocks. Most of the relatives left today so we went for one last outing with my Dad's side of the family.

Anyhow, too tired to recap the past few days. I'm still recovering from it. The wedding went pretty well. We completely forgot about the flower girl but it was all good. I saw her holding three packs of candy when the night was over so I don't think she'll be scarred for life for missing out on her big debut.

Much to do. Talk later.

Wednesday, 25-Feb-2004 1:28 AM

What a day! We're not even close to complete with the organisation of the wedding. There weren't enough tablecards at first but then I found spares on my desk which was a relief because I was going to have to wing it and try and make some as similar as I could, which would have been bad seeing as I had the most important people left to do - namely the bride and groom!

The aunts have been over again to help clean the house but sometimes they just are less helpful than helpful. I already swept the floor and then an hour later they do it. They can't do anything without priming everything in ten minutes of undecisiveness first. I'm constantly being called from wherever I am to give an opinion on this or that. Like this red veil thing the bride has to wear...I didn't even know she had to wear one for the tea ceremony - don't ask me! I've already said I have no idea what it's supposed to look like, which therefore means I'll have no effin idea what size it's supposed to be and how far up or down her face it has to hang.

ME. That's another issue. I haven't even had time to for me. I didn't have any jewellery to wear with the bridesmaids dress so I had to make it. Sigh.

1. Stumped on what to make

2. Decide what the heck, lets go for it. Stringing beads together.

3. Couldn't stop at one. Had to go for three.

4. DONE! Modelling the choker to see if it fits. Click to enlarge.

I made earrings to match too. They're a little long and dangly though. Lets hope it all goes together!

I just realised this will probably be the last time I write about the pre-wedding jitters! I'm working a full day tomorrow, come home at 8pm, need to get all my shit together and sleep super early so we can leave the house by 5:45am for the tea ceremony at Sam's house. Yay! Fingers crossed it all goes well. Better than the number of attempts I've made at painting my nails tonight anyway.

Monday, 23-Feb-2004 12:02 PM

An extra bone.

Last night at work I had a new patient scheduled in between my other two. I told him to stand facing the wall and as a joke I said he could look at the poster of the three skeletons if he got bored. The poster is an anatomical chart with three skeletons, one facing front on, one side on, and the third back on. Anyhow, I kept having to tell him to look straight ahead because his head kept turning to look at the poster, as though he was fascinated by something.

Later when I was treating the patient after him, I was looking at the poster and got a shock. Someone had used yellow bluetac (that sticky plasticine stuff you use to stick at the back of posters) and moulded a penis out of it and stuck it on the skeleton that was standing sideways. Ahh! Stupid boys at the clinic :P

Monday, 23-Feb-2004 11:08 AM

Hen's night

A few of the squabbling aunts have arrived and have been helping to clean the house. It is like living in a house filled with cockatoos. I was actually GLAD to go to work tomorrow just to get some peace and quiet.

The hen's night on Saturday was okay. My sister finished work at 7:30pm, which is when we were supposed to be at my cousin's place. We got there almost an hour later and had brought some drinks and dessert. It wasn't going to be some huge night out, just a quiet one in since we didn't really know what Sam wanted to do and she wasn't into the partying scene and she can't drink or walk around much or do anything really because she's still throwing up almost everyday. When my cousin came down to meet us and bring us up to the apt, she didn't look too happy. She said everyone was in a downer upstairs and no one was really wanting to do anything. Great start for us then. There was only 6 of us in total. No one wanted proper dessert (ie, bavarian cake! cheesecake!) - they wanted fruits. The only fruits we bought were strawberries to make some alcoholic drinks with :P But whattdya know ...no one drank. My cousin had one friend over who was really sarcastic, a bit obnoxious and just really, really confident in herself. She didn't really hold back on anything - a bad idea when talking to my sister and I. Now I know I haven't been getting along with my sister all that well but when other people verbally attack us, we're always there for each other. Plus it's strange because all sisters seem to be able to read each other even without looking at one another. The girl couldn't comprehend our names and it took her two attempts to get my sister's and about four tries to get mine. Then in response, she introduces herself by saying 'Okay. I'm JUST Chiu. Just Chiu.'

She cut my sister down for being short even if she wore 4 inch heels. Actually, she took a lot of shots at my sister that night. Sam and her maid of honor didn't even talk to her much. When she left, the claws came out from them - which was like the first time they spoke all night. They were saying how she thought she was so smart but if you looked at her, you wouldn't be able to tell. It was funny because she thought she was quite the looker too. We played some silly card games where we read each other's love life and then we did one where the cards told us about each one of us girls. The Chiu girl got the ugliest but smartest one there, Sam got the biggest personality, her maid of honor got the prettiest and guess who got the dumbest! Hah :P

Anyways, the reason she left early was because her boyfriend was at home reformatting his computer and sent her a message to say that he lost everything. Everything since 1996. Uhh, doesn't he know what reformatting means?? Nah, I shouldn't be so mean. He does but for some reason he made two copies on disc - one with all the stuff he wanted and one with the stuff he didn't want and instead of erasing all of that, he erased the one with all the stuff he wants. I don't even understand why anyone would make a copy of the stuff they don't want.

Since it was an all asian night, they got out the karaoke set. Yay, karaoke. I can't sing for shit, so I avoided it all costs. It's one of those programs that even scores your singing and I got 60 without busting out a tune.

I would've thrown in a group picture but someone ruined it doing those stupid peace sign things behind our heads.

We broke out the cards to break the silence.

Chiu teaching D how to do the chacha.

Lingerie!

Pics from Saturday's Dowry giving thing. My brother and some of the male cousins went to Sam's house to give her mom a roast pig and money and some food and jewellery etc.

They returned the pig and stuffed some new pants under it! All the food on the table was given by them too.

The tablecards! I've had it up to HERE with it, so, given the wrong cards, no hints on what they want, I've decided I don't have time and they're going to be absolutely plain. Click to enlarge. Hover over for description.

Friday, 20-Feb-2004 10:58AM

Heatwave

It is so damn hot here, I'm drinking an ice cold smoothie. Even the animals are getting treats.

Caption: Trickle treat . . . a male lion, four-year-old Jasiri, feasts on a blood-flavoured iceblock at Dubbo's Western Plains Zoo yesterday. Photo: Brendan Esposito

Photo from Sydney Morning Herald.

Friday, 20-Feb-2004 3:45 AM

Crappy day, crappy mood. Looks like this whole week was a downer. I'm not expecting it to pick up since tomorrow is the start of the noisy relatives pouring in for the wedding next week. Tomorrow morning my brother has to bring a roast pig (yes, a real, whole roast pig) over to his mother-in-law-to-be's house. Along with some sweets, fruit, nuts, jewellery etc. This is all 'the dowry' for his fiancee. At first my mom refused to get a real roast pig but they insisted. They also insisted my brother walk under one of their brother's pants which they will hang up above a door.

My mom was saying that when my sister and I get married, she'll demand some crazy dowry like five goats, ten camels and all kinds of obscure animals. Then she said of me 'this one eat twice as much so cost much more dowry!'

On a side note, thank you for making me waste so much time today :P

Thursday, 19-Feb-2004 10:47 PM

I am one grumpy cat this morning. I hate when my alarm is about to go off and something else wakes me up first. I need those extra minutes of sleep. This morning I could hear a woman's voice screeching ..it was so damn loud. At first I thought it was my neighbour's daughter, who comes over almost every day and is really loud and annoying but then I realised it was my mom's Lillian's Too video tape thing. Typical Malaysian accent, amplified so my mom could hear it from a distance outside her room. I groaned, jumped out of bed, went to shut her door (which is directly opposite mine) and then came back into my room (shutting the door behind me). Climbed back in bed, closed my eyes and then my neighbour starts up his lawnmower (not his, someone elses most likely. He fixes lawn mowers). Then that stops and I'm trying so hard to get back to sleep when the doorbell rings. I'm not answering that. Lay in bed waiting for my mom to answer the door but she didn't either. Next thing I know, my mobile phone on my desk starts ringing. AHRGHAGRHJGAEJGr. It's my mom. She asked if I could answer the door because she was busy doing something in the bathroom. ARGHHHHHHHHHGDFDHGGSFHSDG. Well what do you know, a doorknocker selling stuff!@^#%@

So I'm out of bed because within a span of ten minutes, the world decided to play the worst symphony of domestic sounds just for me.

Thursday, 19-Feb-2004 3:30 AM

I'm just an angry little shit.

I was so frustrated, grumpy and angry yesterday. I didn't get enough sleep and we had to head out west so my mom could pick up her curtains and I could get fitted for the bridesmaid dress. She had told me that she was going to Castle Hill and asked if I wanted to come. I'd never been there and they have a pretty huge Westfield apparently so I wanted to go check it out. However, she went and told my sister she was just picking up curtains from there and my sister had other plans - ie for us to go pick up her car since she rolled her ankle and was sent home from work. We were at Lincraft, where we split up - my mom and sis went to the curtain section while I went to check out the craft side because I'm making the haircomb things for the bridesmaids to wear in their hair (I wanted to jazz up the plain french rolls we'll be having). Anyhow, it was to my understanding that we'd meet up in the store...either I'd find them or they'd find me and we'd all pay together. Instead, my sister comes and tells me they're checking out so I make my way to the counter only to find that I have to wait at the very back of a line while my mom had already checked out. I had asked my sister to ask my mom if she had actually paid for the curtains yet...but what does do? She walks up to my mom and tells her she's going to sit and wait for us outside the store. I was so pissed off. Then the lady at the counter serving my mom called me to come up and she took the roll of ribbon I was carrying and said 'Here. You carry these bags', pointing to four heavy bags of curtains my mom bought. Later I had to go to the bathroom and when I came back, I couldn't find them. I walked all the way to the parking lot thinking they may have gone to the car. In the end I had to call them and my sister was like 'Oh sorry, we stepped aside from where we said we'd meet you so we could look at something else. Didn't you see us??' DOES IT LOOK LIKE I SAW YOU!? F&*KING HELL. Don't tell me you're going to meet me somewhere and NOT be there and expect me to notice you're in some other store. Why the hell would I look into another store?!

Then on our way home, we had to pick up her car and instead of asking me nicely to do her the favor, she says 'So who wants the honor of driving my car home?' . She wouldn't lend me her car after she said she'd lend it to me and now she throws out the cockiness.

On top of all that, I couldn't find any tablecards. After coming home, I drove all the way out to Broadway knowing there was a wedding card store there. Of ALL the freaking stores in the shopping centre, that one was closed down and being set up as a new store. What a waste of time.

My mom called me up during clinic today to tell me she was back out at Castle Hill and was at the store that sold tablecards. I told her not to get any but she kept saying they had what I wanted, so I said alright. I asked her several times if she was sure it was what I was looking for and she said yes. I now have three packets of expensive tablecards sitting on my desk for returning. ARGH!IU@Y#UTER. The stupid thing is I had to open it to see it and I'm in no mood to drive one hour out and back just to return these freakin things. I didn't even mention the flowers for the hairpin thing. My mom was with me the first time we went to get them and they didn't have a good selection. I had pointed out the only baby blue (because Sam's obsessed with baby blue) flowers there were really plastic-looking and crappy and they were definitely NOT the ones to get. Three days later, my mom called me on the phone and assured me she found nice fake flowers and they weren't the crappy plastic kind. 'Are you ABSOLUTELY sure, Mom????' ....'YES' she tells me.

I have a bag of fake, plastic, crappy flowers to return now too. It is just so much time and money wasted. I wish she'd just have left it.

I have no jewellery to wear too, on the wedding day. I mentioned this to my mom and she said she'd go get it for me and I immediately said 'No!! Nonononononono! I will get it myself' and she said 'I know what you want! Just a chain for the pendant'...'NO MOM. NOOOOO. I will get it myself! Don't worry.'

Sighhhhhhhhhhh. I really feel so bad for my mom. She tries and tries and keeps getting it wrong each time. It really frustrates me.

Anyhow, I got some flowers and I don't really care anymore. I don't care that they're not baby blue. They were the closest thing to real flowers that I could find.

Didn't want to cut all the green stems off until I decided how many roses to put in. Anyways, I don't care anymore. My sister didn't really like it but right now, I couldn't give a damn what she thinks.

Tuesday, 17-Feb-2004 1:23 AM

Wedding plans and Late night ramblings.

I am so exhausted. My cousin, bro and his fiancee were over just now for a few hours. We had to discuss wedding stuff and do last minute organisation of people and things. I'm making tablecards for everyone because they're too busy to. It was frustrating because I came up with a few ideas to show Sam (fiancee) but she was really indifferent, undecisive and clueless about what she wanted. I think tomorrow I'm just going to go out and see what's there and work from that. My own creation or something.

While all this was going on, I walked back into my room to get a pen and noticed a chat window open on my screen. It was the boy. We had talked a little yesterday before I had to leave for work. He sent me some pictures, of course of him and some girl. This routine exhausts me. I don't feel jealous or hurt or miserable anymore...but I do feel something. It's like...not again....why does he do this??

Sometimes I think that maybe everything he portrays me to be is exactly what he is and what I'm not. Not that he's outrightly said I'm this or that. I just feel like I'm not the highschool kid with the major crush and obsession anymore. He on the other hand...seems to want me to feel more..seems to want me to still pine over him or be jealous and tell him I still love him and whatnot. Now I could be completely wrong, but I think I'm close. Somewhere inside, we're always still holding on. In our own way.

It's depressing. Salami said 'I really don't understand why you keep in contact with him. I keep thinking that it's the last I'll hear about it, and then it comes up again. I just wish it was totally in the past.' Then I feel even worse because it's as though I'm not giving Salami a fair chance but I can't just erase my memory and remove my amygdala. I can't help if it chooses to store all these emotions (and don't all your science people come tell me that I'm actually mmaking a point to store all these memories and emotions :P ) Unfortunately it's what makes me me and I'd like to think I'm a better person because of it.

Oh look at me..just rambling with my eyes half closed, sitting sideways on a swivel chair with knees bent and feet up on top. Back hunched over and looking through glasses that aren't powerful enough (which means squinting more so I'm creating a hybrid of chinese eyes and straight horizontal line). Alright, I'm talking stupid now so I'm just going to go to bed.

Saturday, 14-Feb-2004 3:52 PM

Happy Valentine's Day!

I decided to try and get this webcam thing working again. It came free with the computer but it's pretty damn crappy. You can't focus on anything. I guess that's rather good since I think I look much better blurry.

Well it's getting close to dinner time. I'm grilling some prawns and other things. Valentine's dinner with my mom and the George Foreman grill. Isn't that just perfect??

I gave my mom an hour long massage last night and then a hand one today so she said she'd take me out to lunch. We ended up in the city eating at a foodcourt. I was hungry, grumpy and impatiently waiting at one of the counters to order when I noticed this cute guy standing next to me. He had this grandma lookin suitcase with him though. My mom came over and was asking me something when I interrupted her and whispered 'look at that guy, doesn't he look like Levi from Aust Idol?'. She was like '...so I'll get the breakfast menu and oh yeah he does.'

'Okay...so you want to share the mee goreng still?...Man he really does look like him.'

'Yeah he really does. Okay lets share the mee goreng.'

I don't even know why I agreed to this. Maybe my mom was working her magic so SHE could stare at him. She got me to go elsewhere to order the mee goreng while she waited for the breakfast menu thing we ordered. Later when I went to get a drink, I saw him eating with his two brothers. All of them had those grandma suitcases. I guess that makes me more likeable in dorky way :)

Damnit! He is so cute in person! Tall too! I told Salami when I got home and showed him the link above. He reckons I have terribe taste in guys ("it frightens me" he said) - (what does that say about him then!??) and that all the guys that I think are cute look like meatballs and have dopey smiles.

Speakin of Valentine's Day and Salami and all that, when I drove up the driveway, I noticed a tall bunch of roses at the door. I didn't want my mom to see it so I tried to distract her but I didn't do the best job and she squealed when she saw it and quickly went to see who they were for. They're preeetty:) Not that I have much to compare them to because I've never gotten any flowers for Valentine's Day before so this was nice :)

I made him a card and a calendar with some of the photos we took on his last trip here. It was a pretty bodgy job but it's the thought that counts! I also got him some godiva chocolates because I know how much he loves those. Sucks that I don't get any though :P I'd love to do more but I hate the idea of shipping costs being more than the present itself. Plus I don't want Valentines to be about expensive tangible goods. Just something small to let each other know we still care is plenty enough for me :D

Thursday, 12-Feb-2004 6:44 PM

Testing my patience.

Mom has been driving me insane lately. I've always been an undecisive person and never knew why. Since my mom's been home, I've seen more and more traits in her that I possess and wish I didn't. Yesterday she had such a hard time deciding on which nursery to go to and what to have for lunch, what flowers to buy, how many, whether to stop by the hardware store on the way home. Grrr..it was annoying. We didn't buy enough flowers and had to head back out again to a different nursery to buy flowers. We ended up going to three nurseries and two hardware stores yesterday. We got 5 bags of cow manure for free because of the amount of plants we bought. It made it hard to sit in a car with the sun beating down on us and a pregnant girl in the front seat who is ultra sensitive to all smells.

I was fuming more than usual when I got home. Our neighbour was already at our house, chopping down one of my brother's plants. He pulled my flowers out too! Mom paid him to clear up the garden (he's retired and the extra cash helps). We layed out the plants to see where they'd go and it just looked like crap. I wanted to scream. I guess it's just really hard when you know what you like but it's not your place and you can't do anything about it but be a workerbee and follow the rules.

Clinic today. Mel found a cutout in the newspaper for some free profiteroles if we bought 5 dollars worth of stuff at one of the bakeries. So we headed out, chose all these donuts and lamingtons to buy and gave them the coupon. Sorry! No profiteroles left.

Bloody hell! We put the donuts and lamington back and left. Then I was craving for some fries. Ended up getting an ice chocolate drink from the supermarket and while paying for it Mel noticed they had this crazy $2 icecream special. They were selling the entire tub for just $2 so we ended up buying one and had that for lunch (shared it with everyone else of course!)! I went halves on the fries with another friend later :) Really oily, thin fries. It was gooooood. Then we had chocolate and some chewy jelly things. Ahh, for a health profession we aren't the best influence :D

Tuesday, 10-Feb-2004 8:36 PM

Back. With bulging biceps.

Man it's been awhile! I've had to reformat my whole computer because I wasn't sure if I had some crazy virus on there still. Hopefully it's all gone now. The Triathlon thing was kind of sucky. We didn't do any chiropractic because all the athletes only wanted a massage after the race. The morning that I we were supposed to drive there, I got a call from one of the girls going. She said there was no such thing as a chiro department car (I was apparently told that all the tables went up on Friday in the chiro dept car, so had told her she didn't need to come pick anything up and that I would take the last remaining table they had left me) so it was just a big miscommunication and misunderstanding with some of the people at the chiro department. Our Supervisor wasn't happy about it but he was real appreciative of my and A for going out of our way to get all the equipment. I picked Mel up and we headed up to Port Macquarie after meeting A at uni and getting the security guard to let us take the tables without any kind of identification.

I was told it took about 5 hours to drive up there but I managed to get there in 3 hrs 50 minutes - not bad! I hope I don't get a speeding fine. We dropped our things off at the motel and then headed over to the closest beach. It was beautiful! Super soft sand (that squeaks under your feet) and hardly anyone around (cept for this one couple where the girl let her enormous boobs bounce everywhere because she was topless).

There sure was some mighty nice lookin guys there :D I massaged quite a few people and tried to get them to come to the clinic for a spinal check. Not sure if they were paying attention to all that though :) Probably just wanted me to shut up and keep rubbing them. Speaking of rubbing..ugh..these guys all shave their legs but probably once every week. It was like running your hands up and down a cactus! PAINFUL!

Our supervisor was being pretty rude. It was quite embarassing being part of his team. Whenever he spoke, it was as though he felt we were better than everyone else there. He refused to help the masseuse people until they were full. They asked why and he was saying it was because we're chiropractors, we don't massage. So everyone there probably hated us.

To show their appreciation, we got one meal voucher which was for one sausage sandwich and one drink voucher. That's all you get for being there at 6:30am and helping to setup. I was pretty tired after that. We had to wait until the last man finished before we could pack up. He took about 7 hours! I had to stop twice on the drive back just to keep myself awake. Mel and I had burger king for lunch/dinner in the middle of nowhere. I didn't get to take any pics! :( I'm dissapointed about that since there were so many beaches up there and they all looked beautiful.

Yesterday at work my patient gave me some flower seeds. He had no idea what they were called but he said they were absolutely beautiful. Aww :)

Today I returned the chiro tables and absolutely killed my arms doing so. Damn those people at uni that were all staring at me and watching me struggle but refused to help. I had to get them up to the third floor of the building too. Freakin heavy bastards made my biceps numb. When I got home, I couldn't even flex my arms, which made trying to make some food pretty hard. I ended up dropping my glass of juice on the floor and it got over everything in my room :( Books, carpet, desk, containers, plastic bags, paper, notes, photos, cupboard. Grr.. I almost wanted to cry.

Thursday, 05-Feb-2004 11:09 PM

Headache.

I'm feeling so depressed right now. I can't pinpoint it and I know it's not just one thing that's causing it. This weekend I'm going up Port Macq. to be part of a chiro team of ten, working on the triatheletes participating in the Aust Long Course Championships. It's a great opportunity but I'm scared and worried that I don't know anything and I'll be the dumbest one there :( It's hard for a pessimist to shrug off feelings like that. My sister said I could borrow her car last week but now she denies it and I've already said I could bring some equipment up there. Accommodation was supposed to be provided for us but it's so unorganised that we're now told (two days beforehand btw) that we're going to stay at this chiropractor's house and there are no beds or mattresses so we have to bring everything. I don't really want to stay there but at the same time, I guess I'm curious to see what kind of place a chiropractor owns. It'll be weird though because he's letting a whole bunch of strangers into his place and I'm not sure what we do for food etc.

I've been so peeved at my sister for doing jack all that when she finally decides to, it all hits me back in the face. It's all about timing, I see. Yesterday she booked a trial hair and makeup appointment for my bro's fiancee. Takes her there, spends all morning with her and then when they come back to our place, she cleans up the house. Washes stuff downstairs, vacuums the carpet, cleans the floor. All this while I'm in my room (trying to get rid of the virus on the computer), looking like I don't do anything at all. We had lunch out and she was so freakin fake I wanted to laugh. She increases her care factor tenfold.

My brother asked us to throw a hen's night for SM (his fiancee). It sort of made me furious because he's telling us this NOW. Plus we don't really know her at all. We don't know what she likes doing etc etc. So we asked her and she gave her usual answer - 'Anything one doesn't matter. You organise lah, I don't mind.'

Then SHE tells us yesterday that we should do the speech because her bridesmaid won't know what to say and won't want to do it. Hell no. I am not doing a speech. I am not budging on that decision. I don't even know her well enough to say anything.

Argh. I'm just not very happy right now. Two days ago while I was at uni for the triathlon meeting thing, I stopped by the chiro dept to check on something and the radiology lectuerer called out my name. He was in the middle of talking to the head of dept and another lecturer when he noticed me leaving. Then he proceeded to humiliate me in front of everyone about not having put a marker on the xray (to indicate if it's a left or right foot). I told him I didn't take the xrays and that I had mentioned to the people who took it that they didn't put a marker on. He said it didn't matter because I still ended up writing an xray report on it. Then he said the patient had Frieberg's disease and that I had completely missed it. Argh! I was so mad! I wanted to blurt out that I hadn't even looked at the xray and that the supervisor made me write up the report, knowing full well that I hadn't looked at the xrays. I basically took crap for the Supervisor and the intern who's patient it was. I couldn't say anything in front of all those lecturers because it would get my Supervisor in trouble and the intern too. But gosh did I want to. The man who is head of dept is also one of my lecturers - he intimidates everyone. He was just glaring at me as though I was absolutely rude and incompetent or something. It ruined my day.

My sister asked me what was wrong earlier and I felt like fuming. I skirted around the fact that I said I'd take equipment up but now I don't know if I can (because she won't lend me her car) and she just ignored it. Selfish bitch. I hate that she has her own car and she gets to park it in the garage and all that. Not that I want my own car because I have something to drive (while my parents are overseas, I'm using the company car) but I can't stand how she gets to park inside and she's parked my cousin's car in there and let the battery die so I don't have a choice but to park outside.

My dear old faithful patient came in today saying he wasn't doing well and that he was sorry. Aww. The poor man had a disc herniation with pain raging down to his toes. Bells were ringing in my head, red flags were going up and I got really nervous. The supervisor helped me out though and I got to use the flxn-distraction table for the first time on him. He said he felt really good after that though and proceeded to tell everyone at the front desk how great I was :D That was nice :) I had to do a full neuro examination on him, which included using a pin to test his sensation. I hate needles. I hate poking people with needles or anything sharp. Which meant that my hand was shaking a little when I went to poke him. I used a towel over his waist and tucked it into his shorts so that I could pull the bottom of his shorts all the way up.

"Can you feel this?" I asked as I poked his inner thigh.

"Yes, it's sharp."

As I moved to test the other thigh, I dropped the pin in between his thighs, right next to his crown jewels. Trust you to do something stupid like this, alaysia!! There was no way I could even fit my fingers in there to take the pin out without him noticing and I was so worried that he might move and it might poke his thingamee. I had to use another pin and when I was done, I got him to sit up and he just so happened to raise his leg high enough and turn his head the other way at the same time (what luck!) and I quickly reached down and grabbed it. Phew, so close.

Hmm, you know what...I feel better and I don't even know where this entry was getting at. I guess I just needed to babble.

Wednesday, 04-Feb-2004 8:53 PM

I am so sick of looking at the computer and rebooting in safe mode, back to normal mode, back to safe mode.

Stupid freakin viruses.

Two days of trying to figure out how to conquer the damn beast (because the trusty antivirus program didn't work!). And I'm back!

Hopefully.

Sunday, 01-Feb-2004 11:15 AM

I'm about to step out and do some shopping for Salami's Valentine's present. I can't think of anything to buy or make. I've sat down to think about it and wanted to come up with a list of ideas so it'd save me time wandering around the stores but my list is blank and now I'm resorting to walking aimlessly through the shops, hoping something will pop out at me. If anyone has some great ideas, tell me!