I Threw Up... Again

Hello hello hello!

How's it going, weirdo? Are you in Johor yet? How's posting? Unfortunately, this blog thing hasn't helped me take more pictures. So, I have no pictures for you today. My bad.

Several things to tell you but let me start in chronological order. Firstly, the vomitus story. Excited for this story? Don't be. Honestly, Saturday was a great day. Daniel, Ivan and I started the day by going to the city for brunch. How did we find this brunch place? A Buzzfeed article, of course. The place was really nice and not too pricy. I might bring you there one day. But the food (which was AMAZEBALLS) is not what made the morning great. We ended up spending several hours talking. We talked about our batch mates (told them about Yang Berbahagia Puan Sri Datin Anne, I hope you know who this is..), past love life stories (not that I have many) and I even asked them for advice on how to let a guy down gently (I'll tell you about it further down). After brunch we walked around the city and shopped for a bit before going home.

I met up with them again for dinner before we headed off to Rayane and Khem's place for a housewarming drinking session. It was full attendance with all nine of us at the house (very rare for all 9 of us to be together outside of class... one guy always goes home) and we started out with beer (the bigger cans) and a round of kings cup. 

I had about a third of my can left thanks to my slow sipping when I pulled an ace from the circle. Sigh.. waterfall.. That's probably when it all started to go downhill for me. There was a confusion because I didn't realise I had answered the Question Master. So when I thought I was starting the waterfall, some people thought I was drinking from answering the QM. Why didn't I stop when I noticed the waterfall wasn't continuing? Because Khem took a J earlier and made the rule that we had to close our eyes when we drank. Wonderful. 

When I drew the ace from the ring, Khem announced that at that point, if anybody didn't have an empty can after the waterfall, they were cheating because we'd been playing for a while. I don't know why, but I gave in. So in the end, I chugged my beer for nothing because the stupid waterfall didn't even work (thanks a lot peer pressure). 

They poured me another half a cup of white wine and we continued the game till the 4th King. After that we played bunny bunny (Korean drinking game courtesy of Khem) and I ended up finishing the wine as well. That's when we decided to take a break and chill for a while. And also when it started to hit me hard. 

I can proudly say that I was not the first one to throw up (the guy who normally doesn't join did, after half his beer... and MESSED UP their toilet. He missed the bowl.. big time). While the guys were tending to the hot mess in the toilet, I started to feel really nauseous. I looked at Ivan and told him I think I was gonna puke. Problem is I couldn't do it in the toilet unless I was prepared to trudge through someone else's puke to do so (HELL NO). Thus I was in the kitchen with Ivan and Rayane fumbling to get me a garbage bag (like the big bin liners.. those black ones). I can also proudly say that I puked like a lady. Nobody saw my stomach contents, nobody had to hold back my hair, I didn't have any on my face and there was no mess (from me anyway). Instantly felt better and instantly sober. 

I've been in Belfast a month and I've thrown up twice.. The first being the time I might have given myself food poisoning. Yea.. not great. 

I'm scrolling up and this turned out to be a pretty long ass story. I was planning on telling you about posting but I guess that will just have to wait till next time.

But I did promise you a story about a guy. Basically, this guy who hasn't spoken to me in over a year suddenly started texting me last week. I haven't heard his name in ages, until suddenly I'm friends with his batch mates and two of them asked me about how I knew him and whether we were close. Turns out his batch kinda knows about me because of him. Then out of nowhere, he starts texting me a week later. Don't get that hamsap face and get all excited. I'm not interested in him. So that's what I was asking Daniel about during brunch. While he did give me good advice, fortunately I didn't have to use it. He hasn't texted me in a week. I think he got the hint.. 

Well, that's it from me.. for now. Till next time.

Lots of love,

Kim

It's always so hard to think of a title

Hello my bbz! How are you? You've probably started your posting right? I hope it's going well. I like to go through my phone notifications first thing in the morning which meant reading things half- asleep. So, when i clicked on the link to this blog, I WAS SO CONFUSED. The posts seemed so familiar but I didn't remember why. Mega brain- fart haha and it took me awhile to process everything before I clicked on your post. I think it's great that we're reviving the blog again, I miss you a lot and having long messages from you to read over breakfast seem like a great way to start my day :) You're also much sassier haha I'll try my best to upload whenever i'm free too.

I'm also having mega throwback vibes just by typing this post! I spent the past half an hour looking through all of my old posts, and ohmygod I was so lame. and cringey. and weird. eek! I don't know why I typed the way I did, it's so embarrassing but funny nonetheless. I hope i'm not the only one who feels this way. What about you?

 My past week have been pretty uneventful besides the foodie trip on monday and eye lash extensions. Meeting up with Jeslyn and Celina was fun! We went around Klang to look for yummy food and it all ended at Llaollao, Sunway Pyramid. Celina finally tried it and she liked it! However, she definitely wasn't crazy about it like we are haha We had three diff toppings- lotus caramelised sauce, chocorock sauce and bananas,and Celina liked the lotus sauce the most (because who wouldn't, it's so good!) 

I pretty much spent Tues and Wed hoping that Thurs would come faster so that I could get my eye lashes done. I was so excited! I decided to go even though my mum said it was unnecessary, which I agree but it was too darn cheap to say no! Rm39! I was also quite curious how it'd turn out. Will I hate my natural lashes and do it for the rest of my life? HMMMMMMM and going with girlfriends made it seem more fun than it actually is haha

 It started off with a consultation to decide the type, curl, length and style of lashes I wanted. There were so many options that I really didn't know how to go about it. In the end, I just went with whichever would look the most natural. The whole process took only 30 mins because I took the 60 lashes package (30 per eye), which is pretty much the beginner level of lash extensions. Most people go from 100-200++ After cleaning off any eye makeup, the beautician taped down my lower eye lashes. IT WAS SO WEIRD, I KEPT TEARING BUT BEAUTY IS PAIN RIGHT?! Then she started to stick on the individual lashes.

 Here's the before and after pic:

Look at that strabismus! 

 I think they turned out pretty well and it's so comfortable. Karyan looked AMAZING with hers because she already has beautiful eyes even though her lashes were pretty much non- existent. I think I spent more time staring at her eyes than my own when we first got them done! However, now that I'm back home, I catch myself looking at my eyes way more often than i used to :p

 Now, you must be wondering whether I'd do it again? Was it worth the money? Well, I'd say I'm not sure yet. I did top up another RM20 for better quality lashes- apparently the RM39 one would only last two weeks, so might as well upgrade right? and so far, about 8 lashes have fallen off. My heart breaks whenever I see my money drop off. Kinda reminds me of how washing your purple hair was pretty much watching money go down the drain. But, obviously mine was just a tiny loss compared to yours.

I also realised that it's troublesome to maintain them. You can't use oil- based removers (which i normally use) and you can't wipe them dry with a towel. However, they definitely are pretty and makes me feel like a goddess! My mum who was initially against the idea actually likes them and thought I should've done something more dramatic.

 What do you think?

 Anyways, I guess that's all I wanna say, till next time!


Lots of love,
yuxin

I was Attacked and Now I'm Bleeding

Hello hello hello! 

My, my.. What a day I've had. Sadly, I did not take any pictures today (I'm sorry! I will try to do better tomorrow). Well, the day started off as any other day, woke up at 7.50am to shower and get dressed. Walked to the Medical Biology Centre for CSU, or as they refer to it, CSEC (Clinical Skills Education Centre). 

Today we did CVS and Abdomen (GI and Renal) examination. First encounter with Dr Ruth and man is she perky. She's quite possibly the happiest person I've met. It's kinda scary. Don't get me wrong, she's lovely. But when she told all of us she works in the A&E department, I think everyone kind of got the sense that she may be just a teensy weensy bit cuckoo somewhere deep down. 

The session went fine. Actually, better than fine since I didn't get called up so I didn't have to do anything except sit there and watch everyone else. For the most part, their methods are pretty much the same as what we've learnt at IMU. I don't remember what time the session ended but it was around lunch time. 

So that's what we (Me, Daniel, Rayane, Khemerin and Ivan) did next- lunch. Decided to try out a place we've never been to before called The Black Bear. It turned out to be a pretty vegan place. I had a sandwich with roasted red pepper, hummus, rocket and smoked cheddar. It was pretty good, not gonna lie. But seriously though, sandwiches for lunch... all. the. time.

Rayane and Ivan faceswapped... nightmare fuel

Remember previously when I mentioned that my posting was on Thursday? Yes, that would be tomorrow with Ivan, Rayane and Khem at Royal Victoria Hospital. Since, we had the afternoon off, the four of us decided to go to Belfast City Hospital and see where the shuttle bus to RVH would leave from.

It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the weather was cool, light breeze in the air, shade from the trees. As we were walking, there was a gust of wind and something hit the back of my neck. Hard. I assumed it was a twig or something that fell from the tree but I didn't see anything fall to the ground. Probably stuck somewhere on my jacket or hood or something. I reached up to my neck with my right hand to swipe away whatever foliage was caught between my neck and jacket and...

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Something fell from the tree, alright. But it definitely was not a leaf or a twig. The moment that soft, mushy texture registered in my brain, I swiped it from my neck with my fingers, looked at the white and brown mush for a millisecond before flicking all of it towards the ground. 

How? HOW ON EARTH? There's barely any bird shit on the pavement. But somehow, against all odds, I got it on my neck. Thankfully, this bird had eaten a lot of fibre so while it was still soft, it was solid enough that it didn't splatter (Thank God! I was wearing white) and I managed to get it all off with the initial swipe. I did have to use tissue to get some residue off my fingers but, for the most part, I was really lucky. It didn't get on any of my clothes and I managed to get it all off. And we we're going home after.

My amazingly supportive parents.

Nothing interesting happened after that. I got home and that's when I discovered Aunt Flo had decided to visit. I've been expecting her but she was a few days late. I suppose she tried to find me in KL but then realised I wasn't there and had to take a flight out here to see me. Well, while I was "laying down the bed" for Aunt Flo, I contemplated on whether I should tell you about the bird poop on Snapchat or here. That's when the brilliant post title came to me and I decided to tell you about it here instead. Sure, I could've just sent you a Snapchat with my "fed up" face and the caption "bird pooped on me today". But this way, I gave you (hopefully) a mini heart attack by making you think I was violently attacked. Why? Because shitting you (yea? Am I funny or what?) is just what I do.

You can't be mad at me because I didn't lie. I did get attacked, allbeit by a bird, and I am currently bleeding. I really should finish up my reflective writing.. By the way, I'm probably eating the other half portion of tortelloni for dinner tonight so I expect I'll be mighty full once again. 

-edit-
Just had dinner, can confirm: super full.

Well, that's all folks. I'll see you when I see you.

Lots of love,

Kim

Procrastination At Its Finest

Hello hello hello!

How have you been? Hope you're not too stressed about Sem 5. If you are, don't be. I genuinely, honestly, whole-heartedly believe that you are smarter than me. Not only that, you're definitely more hardworking than I am (look at what I'm doing right now). That's two points in your favour. And if I made it through, so can you. 

Anyway, you must be wondering why on earth I sent you this bloody link. Well, my dear friend, I am procrastinating. It is currently Tuesday 13 September, 8.42pm, and I just had dinner (more details on dinner later). Prior to cooking my dinner, I was writing out a reflective log for my portfolio which is something I have to start doing regularly now that I'm in UK (sigh..). I ate way too much and now I'm too full to continue doing work. Also, I'm too lazy (please refer to previous point on you being hardworking and me.. well.. not). 

So what did I choose to do? Waste time on the computer, obviously. After watching all the new videos in my subscription box on YouTube, I made my way to Tumblr. It was there that it occurred to me that I was somewhat serious about wanting to start a blog with you to talk to you now that we're continents apart (get it? continental-split? i'm quite proud of that). So I then made my way to Blogspot where, lo and behold, I discover we already have a blog together! If you haven't scrolled down to previous posts, you may not remember (I certainly didn't) that we created a blog to show Jeslyn things we found online, mostly from Tumblr (what a full circle this journey turned out to be) and some from Facebook and other things. Thus, began my saga (not really) of refurbishing this blog- thinking of a new url that wasn't taken, changing the title and the template (you can change whatever you want too) and typing up a new post. 

Now, let me explain myself. I really want to try and do this because I like the idea of getting long messages from my best friend. This is my way of making us pen pals but without having to spend money on envelopes and stamps. I think it's cute. I also think it's a good way to give myself something to do when I'm bored in my room. Another thing I'm hoping will happen now that I've started this is that maybe I'll start taking more pictures so I can add them into these posts for you. I'm not saying I don't want to Skype, Whatsapp or Snapchat you about things anymore. I'm just saying I want to add this to the list. 

Look, I know you're very busy. I expect I will be too, once postings start. But that's kind of why I want to make this blog. So I can talk to you, even when I can't (it's 4am in Malaysia). I'm not forcing you to post on this blog, please don't feel like you have to. I'm just making it an available channel for you to talk to me too. I mean, you did say you wanted to write me letters that one time. So yeah, that's pretty much the bulk of what I wanted to write this time.

But I did say more details on dinner. So to end this post on a random note (as if this entire post isn't random), let me tell you about my dinner! For the bridging course, we have two sessions every day split by our lunch break in the middle. Today's second session was a hospital posting for a few hours but they split our group into 2 with one group doing the posting today while to other group goes on Thursday. Yay for me, I'm in the other group. So I had a free afternoon. Me and Ivan decided to go to Tesco because we have no more food at our respective homes. While at Tesco, I found frozen tortelloni on sale, 2 for £3.50 (1 for £2), so I bought them. When I got home, I was so lazy to cook I decided to cook the tortelloni for dinner. 

Looking at the packet, I knew the whole packet would be way too much for me (also it says serves 2 on the packet). So I did the sensible thing and split the portion in half and boiled one half of the packet for dinner. Turns out, even half the pack is way too much. I finished it, but I finished my food about an hour ago and I still feel like there's food in my oesophagus waiting for space in my stomach. Even worse, I now have this dilemma where I have half a portion left in the freezer. I can't split that in half because it won't be enough but I don't really want to eat the whole portion either because I'm so full now. I'm definitely splitting the other box into 3 portions but I think I may have to just make sure I'm really hungry before I cook that other half portion. Cooking for one, man.. It's hard. 

Well, that's all folks. I'll leave you with a picture because pictures are worth a thousand words.

Lots of love,
Kim

"Serves 2" my ass