Monday, April 19, 2010

An incident I will never forget

I was writing my essay nice and comfortable in my room.


Suddenly I heard this loud sound of someone banging against the kitchen door. It was so great I felt as if the whole house shook. Followed by someone tugging forcefully at the door handle several times.

Esther and steph who were in the kitchen at that time said they were shouting, "POLICE!! POLICE" with deafening sounds of banging of the kitchen door.

And then the next thing I heard was that the sound of the door banging has shifted to the front door. I could feel the door resisting their bangs but was on the verge of breaking down.

Then suddenly, 'PRAAAANNNNGGGGG' one of the windows was smashed.

Very soon, I heard quick, anxious footsteps stumbling up the stairs and two extremely nervous and scared-faced people appeared in front of the bedroom door.

'QUICK QUICK, CALL THE POLICE, LOCK THE DOOR!! LOCK THE DOOR!!'



In the midst of chaos and confusion, Steph struggled to lock the room door, I fumbled to look for my phone but I couldn't find it. Esther finally found it and dialed 999 for the police.

Thank God no one was injured in this incident.

My housemate who was staying in the 2nd floor upstairs saw a gang of 6 hooligans with hoodies over their faces roaming around the backyard.

The kitchen window was smashed by a brick at a great force because not only the window was smashed but the bottom bit of the cupboard came off, the wall was scratched and the stove was dented as well. That must have been one hell of strength to cause such impact. Thank God Steph and Esther left the kitchen or else the brick might have hit them and it was the kitchen window that was smashed and not the living room window because Lynda happened to be at the living room window dozing off.


Damage done:
the smashed kitchen window


the cupboard


the brick (part of it chipped off when it was thrown in)


pieces of glasses everywhere

The police came within 30 min and reassured us that it was highly unlikely for the hooligans to come back again. They spoke to the house agent on behalf of us to request for the repair of the kitchen window to be done urgently tonight but up till now at 12.13am, no one has come to repair the window yet.


we were shaking and trembling uncontrollably and my legs were like jelly after the incident. It was so scary lor! I seriously really thought they were carrying weapons and were going to attack us! What an experience!

ps: more details of the incident can be found on steph's facebook


update: a repair man replaced the window with a plywood and someone would come a few days later to fix it.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

sien lo

Everytime when I'm under stress or when I'm in the centre of attention, my face will become flushed and spots of rashes start appearing on my neck.




My housemate who always happens to be in the same group as me whenever I present or take a history said, "我每次坐在那边只是在看你像变色龙变色" (I always see you change colour like a chameleon).

-.-"""

Note to self: Seems like I have to wear a turtle neck blouse during my OSCE because no doubt the rashes would be full blown.


Imagine being stranded in a foreign country not being able to leave because of some volcanic ash covering the sky!

Living in the Europe, it's quite interesting to see many facebook statuses about the volcanic ash. I've been very ignorant about world news lately but facebook has prompted me to read up some news about the volcanic ash lol because of some fb statuses:

"..."US pop star Whitney Houston was forced to take a ferry from the UK to Ireland for her upcoming tour""


"Stuck in Paris, Damn you Volcano, could be worse..."


"DAMN YOU ICELANDIC VOLCANO"

"Oh no......third day of flight chaos. When will it end???"


Saturday, April 17, 2010

I am worried.

Because after spending so much time and effort on my elective project to obtain funding I might miss the deadline for it just because I haven't got the approval of the hospital director on time.

the deadline is end of this month which is not far off :(

Give me peace O Lord.

purely miniscule and random:

Hey I'm still 22 why Blogger says I'm 23

hmph

I'm not that old yet :P

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

table

The table has got an extension now heheh!


I can make do with a small table


I have passed 3 years of med school with it


So I can now for 4th year




♥