Weekly Round-up #7

This past week has been alright. Nothing massive happened, nothing too significant. It was a regular week which passed by a little too fast for comfort. Exams are so close and I’m cracking under the pressure. I’ve been busy and I wish I could actually set aside time to write or make something creative. But every free moment has to be redirected to studying or attempts at studying.

I’m terrified of failing this year. Beam me good thoughts and keep me in your prayers. xx

Nice things you should look at:

I saw this magazine (Kinfolk Magazine) when I dropped by a cafe (a literal ‘drop by’ because we went in for 5 minutes, then left. I didn’t get anything but my housemate bought a cake) and in the few minutes I browsed through it, it left quite an impression on me. It’s so clean with beautiful photographs. I am definitely getting my hands on my own copy if I’m able to find it.

As Melanie would tell you, I am obsessed with this song. It’s now my wake-up alarm. The chorus has a great hook, and the video is ridiculous.

I watched this movie on the Friday I went home, and I was very glad that I did. It’s the second time I was alone at the movies and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

These pictures are delightful, and sometimes breathtaking.

Have you seen the tweets from 50 Nerds of Grey? The icon of the account is Richard Ayoade, which just adds to the hilarity.

This advice supposedly helps you become more of a ‘morning person’. Let’s see how it works.

Also, this top is my life motto.
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Have a great week ahead guys. xx


I did not forget about putting up a review for last week, I actually drafted it on my laptop. But Sunday night was crazy hectic with my flight being delayed, and then the past few days have been equally packed. I’m at that point where all I want, and need to do is sleep.

The past few nights have been dedicated to an elective application, which I’m terrified to talk about lest I jinx it. It’s very likely that I won’t get it, but I’m just trying to keep a positive mind about this. It took a lot out of me to apply, so I’m praying that it works out, cause it would be amazing.

I am currently at the school library attempting to get some work done or at least figure out a few things while I wait for a group study-practice thing. I know if I had gone home, I’d be more overwhelmed by the state of my room (which I intend to deal with when I get back later this evening) and end up not revising anything. Being outside my room will help with the focus. Or at least get me to not sleep and laze about.

I have 4 more week of this rotation, and 5 weeks to my exams.

I am not ready.

Weekly Round-up #6

This week was pretty okay. I had a long-ish day today (yes, a Sunday was a long day) because we had to rehearse for Tuesday’s ‘Contemporary Issues’ presentation. It’s part of our coursework where we do a 10 to 15 minute presentation to do with an issue faced in Child Health or Women’s Health. My group’s topic is ‘Expanded Program on Immunization’. Honestly, it’s pretty dry but we’re trying to present it in a ‘news’ format with a few videos. I hope it works out because we weren’t able to practice it perfectly.

I am more excited about this upcoming week because after Wednesday, I have four days off!! And that means I am returning home!! Thursday is Hari Raya Haji and thus, a public holiday. We managed to squeeze in our Friday lecture to a session on Monday so we get that day off. Medical students are always in dire need of a break especially with our finals in about 8 weeks.

ugh. I shudder just thinking about it.

My next three days are jammed pack but that’s medical school for you. Due to the stress of the upcoming presentation, ‘that time’, and my own issues, my skin has been breaking out so badly. I’ve been drinking so much water, hoping that the hydration helps, but I guess water aren’t a match for hormones.

I look forward to home and to my dogs, and to hugging my parents.




How many of you keep a written journal?

I have shown my older ones in this video, ones that I kept from ages 14 to 19. Those books are filled with the worst and best of me. I have rants, I have tears, I have scraps of plane tickets, movie ticket stubs, concert tickets, all sorts of exam results and notes that I have written to myself. If anyone ever stole those books, it would be THE WORST.


The last time I went back and read them, I was actually surprised at how truly therapeutic they were. I know keeping an online journal is something I have done longer, but there are somethings you cannot type for the world to see. I have made that mistake a few times, which have led to crappy real-life situations.

After much consideration, I have decided to revisit the idea of hard-copy journaling. I think it will do me some good to keep things to myself (instead of boring the world with my issues), while being able to get it all out. I know that in a year’s time, or so, I can look back at it and see how much I have grown in the time between.

What do you think? Is journaling on paper something you’d do, or is it too much of a chore?

Weekly Round-up #5

Life got in the way, so again, this is going up on a Monday.

I had a relatively ‘meh’ week as represented by my Friday post. But here’s a picture round-up because I can.

The next two photos has been my breakfast for the whole of last week. It’s chia seed pudding (minus the vanilla extract because I forgot to bring vanilla extract, and I tend to use too much, which isn’t good) and a persimmon.
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These photos are of how I’ve been using the Iconic Half Planner for the past two weeks. And yes, the amount of stickers used can look excessive but I need it to look happy. It’s great that it’s pocket sized, so it’s easy to carry around. Really enjoying using it so far.
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Week 2 in paediatrics today, and I clerked my first patient. Well, that involved speaking to the parent and not the child, because the kid was 7 months old. It wasn’t too bad, thankfully. My week is pretty packed with a major presentation next week to prepare for and some other nonsense with the research project. Yay for this Wednesday being a public holiday.

I hope you all have a lovely week! xx

on Prom night

Today is MedBall/ Prom, and I am in the apartment alone. My housemates just left about half an hour ago. It’s quiet.

No, no, I’m not upset that I’m not going. I didn’t actually want to. But a mixture of a spike of hormones and generally, my own low self esteem has led me to feel crappy about myself.

All this week, I have been between this:

and this:

It’s rather pathetic that I spiral into this nonsense repeatedly. The usual ‘I could have’s – ‘I should have’s are running through my mind leaving me in that position where you don’t want to do anything but be sad, and wallow in it.

I’m saving all that grief and anger for my physical diary because this blog has too much sad. So instead, here are nice things to look at:

This video from Lonestar Southern 

Mindy Kaling’s brilliant way to advertise her new book

The commencement speech Shonda Rhimes gave at Dartmouth a while back

The intro for Netflix’s upcoming premier for Jessica Jones- graphics are amazing, just like the Daredevil one

and this nice article from Verily Magazine about self-acceptance.

My weekly round-up will be posted on Sunday. I just needed to write something for now.

Weekly Round-up #4

I actually wrote something on the plane (Again), yesterday, but I didn’t post it in the end because 1. I was exhausted, 2. It puts me in the worst light ever. But, what the hell, this is my blog, and this is an honest space. So, here’s what I tapped angrily on my flight (you have been warned!):

What a terrible thing to plot someone’s murder while they are seated 2 seats away from you.

I am on a flight again, and I am completely enraged. I am tired, irritable and pissed enough that hearing my housemates babble non-stop on this flight is driving me up the wall.

I know it’s a completely selfish thing to say but I have had a tiring week and then a tiring weekend. I am cranky. I am a Scrooge. I basically left my parents in a huff at the airport because they were wasting so much effing time talking to my housemate. I was already irritated, my bag was freaking heavy, and they just stood there talking. I wanted to go in to the boarding gate but they said, ‘no, wait it out.’

Why the hell would I want to stand there and ‘wait it out’? I did not ask to stand there and listen to them chat. I did not ask to have a lousy weekend (yes I agree I sound like a horrible child). I am just so mad right now I would love to reach over and stab my housemate in the neck (they are talking over the aisle, because unfortunately, I am not sitting alone).

I am rolling my eyes so hard right now. Why can’t I be a nice person? Why must I be a complete bitch at the moment? Why must they talk CONSTANTLY for the past 40 mins? WHY.

I am angry.
I am tired.
I am a bubble of rage.

I just wish to reach the damn apartment so it will all be SILENT

I know, I know. It’s horrifying. I am the worst person when things don’t go my way.

No, really. I think I need to come to terms with that. I hate not being in charge of what’s going on. I’m an over-thinker and when people don’t fall into their boxes, or the situation ends up playing out ‘not in my favour’ or in a way that I did not predict, I completely lose it. And I’m my own worst enemy.

You know how there’s a ‘dominant’ emotion in Inside Out ie: Sadness for Riley’s mom? A friend of mine mentioned that mine would be Joy. Unfortunately, I’m probably more Disgust than anything else.

I need to be able to handle ‘not being in control’ but believe me, when you’ve done it your whole life, the over-thinking, the over-analysing, the trying-to-predict-everything.. it’s difficult to let go.

Anyway, last week was just tiring. LABOUR ROOM as the final week of O&G basically means I woke up really early and had mini-panic attacks in the morning because we may get questioned by the head of department. Then I had my Oral Presentation on Thursday, which meant Wednesday was a stressful night because I realised that one of the studies I included for my Evidence Based Medicine part was probably not that applicable to my case. There was a lot of scrambling, and then my Lola’s fracture happened.

I am still sleepy and today was the first day of Paeds. While I am prepared with a lot of the ‘physical’ stuff ie: stickers! and a rattle! and buttons for my lanyard!, I am not mentally/intellectually sound right now to be prepped for class. Paeds is supposedly like General Medicine + Surgery rolled into one except that it’s more specific and scary.


I have some other post ideas lined up for either this week or next week, or both, so hopefully I’ll find the time to get around to that. Paediatrics is suppose to be much ‘free-er’ than O&G, but we’ll see.

Have a good week, lovelies. x