giovedì, marzo 17, 2005
:: when the bored get going, the going gets boring... ::i was so bored i spent dunno how many hours on this stupid game called 'shapeshifter' on msn. and look tadaaaaa:
:: A maths ::
i have been teaching my cousin A maths... after not having spoken to her for my whole life! (seriously, my mum's family is so huge that i haven't seen some of my cousins before... incidentally, i met my second aunt's younger son who is utterly *hot* but that is another matter for discussion another time, like next CNY would be good)... FOR FREE... charity mah... aiya the bad thing about tutoring your relatvie is you don't get paid. *sobs* hmmm at least it's emotionally rewarding teaching her? i think the rate she absorbs is not bad, quite serious and when she doesn't understand something, she'll always clarify! serious, studious, anxious to improve herself. very good attitude! i really hope i can help her into pulling up her grades for A maths. think i'll be contributing some input into the bio sector soon too...
:: the great vein escapade ::
just yesterday, i was at NUH to get my blood sucked out by the technician from the dental fac who was in charge of geting enuff blood for a renal panel, a lipid panel, crp and c-peptide... he wasn't sure if 3 or 4 tubes of blood were required so he sent this other person to go check. that lady took such a long time that before she was back, he had already taken 3 tubes of blood... as we settled back to wait (imagine, settled back to wait!) the tourniquet was released and the needle was still LEFT IN MY VEIN! ok... tick tick tick... 3 min... technician starts gossiping with nurses... [laughter... and needle in my vein moves every so slightly to the left and right and in and out]... ok... and then... another nurse went to check.. ok need one more tube of blood.. [poor moi!] so.. they had to put the tourniquet back so it would flow. but ms butter-fingers, poor gal, she's really quite nice, just couldn't buckle the tourniquet properly... wa by then... got 7 hands (2 trying to fasten the buckle, 2 trying to do manual compression, 2 flustering around providing evidence that 'too many cook spoil the broth' and 1 of the technician trying to help). oh manz... finally i said: USE THE GLOVE! (in a rather strangled sort of way) meanwhile my dad was steadily turning an awful shade of green behind... he had to leave the clinic i think. lolz. sigh. finally buckled! and blood taken out. AND THOSE PPLE STILL DARE TO LAFF! maybe they thought it was very funny.. they're so lucky i was in a relatively zoned-out state cuz i hadn't had breakfast yet. goodness!
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