forget da morbidity for awhile
and celebrate with me!!
in a span of 2 weeks, i have passed a small clinical lab test (which is always a good thing just because it's a NURSING LAB practical test)
got on the director's list (which apparently is an equivalent to the dean's list in uni)
and let the record state that today, I....(cue drumrolls)
on my first try too!!!
well alan is happy at least to get to hold on to his record. plus he gave me that triangle sign as a present :) guess he's super happy that his blur-est studdent to date still managed to pass ("yah yah, but today you not so blur").
now that the cash-vampire has been banished, it's time to save for new shelves, new phone and that trip to istanbul! oh and a car. one with windshield wiper in front, at the back, and on the side mirrors. oh and it must have a ship's horn instead of the regular wimpy car horn. that would just be so awesome!
ok i'm done tooting my own horn for now. just have avenue q to look forward to on sunday before back to the grind on monday.
but meanwhile..
the way you dot your 'i's and cross your 't's
italicize if it applies more..
Welcome Nurul Huda, here is your handwriting analysis. Nurul uses judgment to make decisions. She is ruled by her head, not her heart. She is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see her as unemotional.
She does have emotions but has no need to express them. She is withdrawn into herself and enjoys being alone.The circumstances when Nurul does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress.
If someone gets her mad enough to tell her off, she will not be sorry about it later. She puts a mark in her mind when someone angers her. She keeps track of these marks and when she hits that last mark she will let them know they have gone too far. She is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All her conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. She is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, she has poise.
Nurul will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. She would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, she will show her love by the things she does rather than by the things she says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because she feels her mate should already know. The only exception to this is if she has logically concluded that it is best for her mate to hear her express her love verbally.Nurul is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to her, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of her sound judgment.
She will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. She will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and she will always ask "Is this best for me?"
Nurul will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!
In reference to Nurul's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind.
She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Nurul slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.
She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind.
Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Nurul can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Nurul's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told Nurul that she wasn't a great and beautiful person, and she believed them. Nurul also has a fear that she might fail if she takes large risks. Therefore she resists setting her goals too high, risking failure.
She doesn't have the internal confidence that frees her to take risks and chance failure. Nurul is capable of accomplishing much more than she is presently achieving. All this relates to her self-esteem. Nurul's self-concept is artificially low. Nurul will stay in a bad situation much too long... why? Because she is afraid that if she makes a change, it might get worse.
It is hard for Nurul to plan too far into the future. She kind of takes things on a day to day basis. She may tell you her dreams but she is living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud she speaks, look at her actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness people not believing in and loving themselves. Nurul is an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.
Nurul is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect her ego when she feels hurt. She pokes people harder than she gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time. Nurul has a temper. She uses this as a defense mechanism when she doesn't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around her.
Nurul is very self-sufficient. She is trying not to need anyone. She is capable of making it on her own. She probably wants and enjoys people, but she doesn't "need" them. She can be a loner. Something is incomplete in Nurul's life. She feels frustration relating to her physical needs and desires. Somewhere in her life there is some disappointment, non-fulfillment, and interruption. This is very likely to relate to Nurul's sexual needs.
Nurul is selective when picking friends. She does not trust everyone.
She has a select group of people that are truly close to her, usually two or three. She is careful when choosing her inner circle of friends. Nurul has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust.
She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.http://www.handwritingwizard.com/
"why cant you be like all the other age inappropriate girls and just like me for me?"
so said Dr. House.
getting testy. tesy. test-y. geddit?
too many psycho-socio modules this sem. basically stuffs that i can read for myself, except maybe a few of andy's pts. that need some explainations.
plus 2 lecturer who micromanage us to death. imagine having to go for consultations for part (a) of a tutorial qsn. and another who seems to relish making our lives difficult by throwing what seems to be a barrel of monkey wrenches for every step of an already boring presentation. in-text citation for every single presentation point.
oh come one..the id wanted to inquire if she wants them for the objective points as well. the superego whispers that i need to toe the line to cont pushing the GPA and stay on that list. the ego just hides her face in her hands and imagines to be in a cafe with good music, good books, and even better people around.
и что это трахает дерьмо о держащих простых словах? если я хочу использовать 26 начитанных слов тогда, которые являются МОЕЙ остановкой perogative. dissing мой словарь и письмо и учиться схватывать вместо этого!
hah!
"but both arent working anyway"
at the end of this week, i've learnt that i need to step down, and not be combative with him. enjoy the time you idiot!
and there's only 11 days left! am not even thinking beyond the next week (ok except the plans for Avenue Q).
the cockroach on the LTJ1 wall
it was the third lecture of a very early day. 3 girls were sitting at the side discussing the merits of a bar of chocolate. in the background, their lecturer droned on about landyard flashing and attendance. all in all, it was a normal day back in school.
unknown to the 3 (and 120 other students) a daring cockroach had crept out of it's hiding place. perhaps it was drawn by the smell of macdonald from the restaurant nearby. or mayby a small crumb of biscuit which had dropped on the floor. the cockroach antennaes twitched excitedly and it began to crawl further out.
meanwhile, the 3 girls had finished their discussion and were in the process of sharing the chocolate bar. their lecturer was still going on about attendance ("must tap card....latecomers will be marked absent") as they began a taste analysis of the said bar.
"smells kinda cheap"
"hmm..not bad what, quite nice"
"actually it reminds me of crunch, you know that choc?"
("i'm a good lecturer and i help people get As....there's no surprises in exams....")
"tastes like dark chocolate yeah?"
suddenly a commotion started from the back, and a shrill cry of "COCKROACH!!!" echoed through the LT. all attention was instantly snapped to the back, interrupting the lecturer's dull albeit slightly witty monologue.
"observe my power!" thought the cockroach as it began its slow parade across one wall panel. girls (and gentlemen) from the back were grabbing their bags and hastily hopping to the aisle. "i can make them scream louder" thought the cockroach, and it flew 30cm outwards and landed back on said panel. sure enough, loud, and louder shrieks resulted.
"oh no! flying cockroach!!! dont come here!!" wailed one of the girls. "crap man.." said another, who by this time had adrenaline coursing through her veins (and most importantly, arteries) and was ready to jump out of her seat like, NOW.
slowly, but surely, the cockroach made its stately march across the wall panels, observing and revelling in the screams and mad dash that greeted its journey. even the lecturer, it observed, was powerless as he observed the chaos created by his new students in utter bemusement. fuelled by the din, the cockroach developed grandeur delusion and started an ambitious plan to further terrorise the LT.
"IT'S COMING DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!"that was it. a small stampede occured as students tried to get away from the disease-ridden pestilence. "can someone PLEASE kill that cockroach!!!"
"fear me mere mortals!" thought the cockroach grandly as it marched nearer towards the humans. still lost in his grandeur delusion, the cockroach brushed aside the plea of his death threat. suddenly *WAAAAPPP!* it's trapped!!
"aaargh!! where am i?? air! i need air!!!"
one of the more manly male student had chivalrously emptied his transparent plastic file and had trapped the cockroach in it against the wall. relieved was short-lived as the others witnessed the attempt to kill the cockroach in disgust fascination.
first the cockroach ran in zig-zag patterned inside the file. then another male student gallantly offered his services to aid in squishing the bug. he tore out the cardboard back of a foolscap to help trap the cockroach in the file before throwing it out. unfortunately this foolhardy plan failed as the cockroach escaped out onto the first warrior's hand before falling on the ground (amidst fresh screams of course)
"freedom!" the cockroach squealed but its euphoria was short lived as the stomping began. valiantly the cockroach tried to escape but its time was up. it was brutally squished under an ugly pair of cheap shoes and was unceremoniously dumped into the dustbin while covered with white paper. it could take heart though. even in death, the cockroach generated much fanfare, albeit there were cheering and catcalling to the 2 modern day heroes.
"is it dead? got anymore? actually am also scared of cockroaches" confessed the lecturer before launching into a lecture "hormones are slow moving and long-term chemical messengers of the body...."
"slow moving my ass.." thought the girl. she was still slightly tachycardic and jittery from the epinephrine trip. but slowly, the enzymes began it's natural course of getting the body system back to normal and she began absorbed into the inner mechanisms of the human body. the slow buzz and lull fell over the theatre as the lecture progressed.
it then began, just another day, in LTJ1.
rehab
i've been with for so long that i have forgotten how sweet and peaceful it is to go without.
well,
almost without i think.
come and get me.. *winks*
grousing time
because the timetable is out.
3 days starting at 8am! monday lecture with a super boring teacher..
at 8am!!! coming to school on wednesday just for 2 freaking lectures!!! and why the research method and statistics module???!!!
*grump*
all the same, i cant wait for school to start..staying at home equates to snacks galore equates to giving pigs a run for their money.
class bbq tmr. hope it doesnt rain. break on thur *yay!* back to sch to dorothy on fri *sigh*. weewee and nadie on sat! *cheers* and hopefully a slack sunday to gear up for manic monday.
have a nice day y'all
in the age of body dysmorphia
things we do are mostly for self-gratification. means to better ourselves, to boost our self-esteem. especially if what you do is not easily replicate by the next tom, dick or harry without as much (or more) blood, sweat and tears.
knowing that, and with this being the 5th Syawal, there's plenty of goodwill flowing around.
but still, i'm really wishing the dickhead motherfucker suffer the pain of a thousand hell.
happy eid mubarak!
hello!
it's 0023 on children's day (that's first oct for the uninitiated), and it's finally hari raya. technically at least.
have to wait for mom to return from aunt's with some carpet *bleah* and am super sleepy. but no matter. tonight is
malam raya so there's
takbir abundant. real ones, not those on repeat in ntuc *frowns*
it is nice to have some time for myself now, with just the takbir in the background. peaceful.
hope everyone has e great day tmr.
at least, have a happy children's day. :)
