10 months later

Wow, this is how long I haven't had any input into this blog. And what takes me back today? It's the same thing which helped me to start this blog. We both left the country and started a whole brand new life somewhere else, like we're almost too afraid to meet each other again.

Not only I went through the blog of this person, two years later, almost three, I also went through my life two three years ago. It was a pity that my name disappears at the life in the past. It bugs me.

People say, life moves on. The planet keeps spinning. It seems like everybody is just strong enough to face the future, to live a new life. Am I the only person who stays in the memory? Am I the only person who couldn't let go of the past?

Considering what I am right now, am I going to miss this life once I decide to leave?

Almost forgot how much I actually love this blog....

Special Olympics

It's been almost 2 months since the last time I contributed to this blog. Things just happened like flashes. It proceeded to the next stage before I even got a chance to react. This is how things are going out of control.

Me and volunteer work....we certainly have a good relationship. Therefore, I would not think there will be any misunderstanding or disagreement between us. But then....never say never. It happened. And it hit me bad.

It was probably my first time working with severe mentally challenged individuals, as I only had experiences in minor or medium level clients. The supervisor warned us that there WILL be difficulties in communications. It wouldn't matter if you spend more time with one client. Make sure you do everything right. Everything includes the measurements in passive range of motion, and the correct position of the exercise.

This is probably me, who really underestimated the situation. I thought since I had experience in working with a wide range of clients, everything was going to work out just fine. Unfortunately, I had a difficult time in letting them understand what they are supposed to do.

And the worst thing is, I found out that I lost patience although I can still control the temper. This is really the unmerciful side of me, this close to yell at them. God...where is the passion and patience that I had for them before? They just disappeared. How can that happen?

I cherish them as the greatest gift that God gave me, the passion for the weak, and patience for the poor. God, are you taking away the gift away from me piece by piece? Because I am not using them well?

PPTP practical test

The PPTP practical test was tackled. Christmas holiday has begun, since I am saved from the re-test.

When I got there at 8am, the first group was waiting for their turn to be executed. Then when I came back from breakfast, 2/4 classmates failed. Another group went in, and the result is 4 out of 6 classmates failed. Isn't it scary? The failing percentage is over 50%. I tried my best to practise everything in the remaining time, as my execution time was 3:30pm.

It was the worst torture ever. I got sick stomach for the whole time. By the time we got in, my partner did the questions first. My face was all red even though I acted as his patient. Now it was my turn. I looked at the questions. Whew, instant relief right there. I prayed for pronation/supination MMT questions, and I got one hahahaha. The other question was grade 3 to grade 4 exercise for scapular protraction exercise.

20 minutes was gone. Although I can't talk for a couple of moments, I felt as light as a feather as there was no more stress behind me. Thinking about my christmas plans, I realized that I have to pack and clean up the house. We are moving our stuff. It's going to be a busy "holiday". Hate it so much cos my dad doesn't see Christmas as a big deal. But it really does mean a lot to me.

Christmas

As exams are almost over, Christmas is approaching.

Christmas is supposed to be one of my favourite holidays. Nothing can replace the warmth, peace and joy that are brought from this holiday.

Sadly, I have been drawn apart from those things this year.

Last night I saw the commercial about the world tour of Il Divo. They are gonna be in Hong Kong on Jan 22nd, 2007. My heart cried out loud and begged for me to go. One moment later, my brain shut it up. It told my heart that it wasn't sure who else is willing to go.

Coming back to this joyous holiday. Finally I realized that it's gonna be different this year. There won't be any grand last minute christmas shopping. There won't be Boxing Day sale. There will be no more crazy choir practice for the christmas choral singing. There will be no more black and white uniform for midnight mass. In contrast, not only I have to sneak out to mass again, but also probably going alone.

Christmas, by myself. It's gonna be quiet. Probably a little too quiet.

studying....PSL

Recently lost control of my life....wait.. have I ever take control...ever??

Why am I stuck in this stupid subject? Physiology??

Now I remember why I wasn't in physiology, because I hated it. The attempts of building a connection with it.....I probably get rejected...

that's why i still hate it.....

Omg.... studying physiology.... bored to death

For some reasons, I really miss this blog today. It's probably because I couldn't stay focus on my physiology revision. I am soooo screwed. The desire of burning the books and notes has almost come to a maximum.

That's why I am writing right now