PMS is really subjective.. hmm.. i should know all about PMS because i'm doing a project about that.. bloody HPKM... it just made me very2 sure that research is not going to be something that i'll venture sometimes in the future... not, in the next 30 years or so...

all the assignment should made me more stress + the PMS.. here's the list of things that are due in the next 2 weeks

1.HPKM presentation
2. Critical Learning incident Analysis (1500 words)
3. HPKM project report (3000 words)
4. SPC presentation
5. Health Behaviour Change Project
6. 2-3 Additional pieces of work
7. portfolio

on top of that, the written exams, the VIA, and the OSCE.. and i should be thankful if i survive this ordeal in one pieces..

but, somehow.. i'm not getting emotional at all.. not getting pissed by little stuff.. not that i'm complaining about that.. i'm rather got all the physical symptoms of PMS rather than psychological one.. it is so draining to be emotional, stress and depressed at this kind of moment.. and probably my wish had been granted..

a little bit of cramps and chest pain? hmm.. since when that one of the symptoms of PMS is chest pain apart from tenderness of the breast (it happen all the time that one).. true.. it felt like a sharp pain, like you getting stab (not that i've been stabbed before) at the 3rd intercostal space..probably around the area of right atrium.. hmm.. probably i got a raise JVP or cradiovascular problem? hmm..

that's the thing of being a medical student.. since, you got a little bit of idea abotu medical, you probably start diagnosing yourself.. not that i believe i nearly got a heart attack coz i'm surely not of the canditate for a heart problems..

well2... feeling quite better after feasting myself with the sight of Mark DArcy, the aloof, witty, lok-like-being-noble, surely my type of guy, being helpful in the kicthen and normal you sort of day guy.. well, i dont think that is normal because, in nowadays, i still find it hard for a guy to be helpful in the kitchen.. the only helpful thing that they always do, is finishing the food.. well, they only believe what the old Malays proverbs said "perempuan belajar tinggi mana pun, ke dapur jugak".. would suppose it be the same way around?

nahh.. you will still find me in the kitchen to feed myself.

The truth is rarely pure and never simple

Oscar Wilde,
The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895, Act I

♥ ♥ ♥ aJLa I'm no angel.. and i manage to remain alive in my own quirky way

"Look at the stars, and not the reflection of the moon."

*having my wickest dream come true *hint* dvz *hint*
*not to kill anyone as a doctor
*a person who can swept me off my feet