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

Thanking the enemy

An email from Uncle Patrick:

Here is today's heartfelt blessing:

"That person who is hardest to forgive is the one who can teach you the greatest lessons." - Louise Hay, publisher and author of "You Can Heal Your Life"

One of the most difficult spiritual lessons for us to master is realizing that every experience and every person in our lives is here to help us grow and become all we can be. Sometimes the experiences are triumphs and the people cheerleaders, but more often than not, it is the difficulties and the enemies we encounter that prod us forward and force us to reach within and claim our destiny.

Certainly we must be thankful for our friends and loved ones, but we should not forget to be thankful for those who would be our enemies, too. For blessings often come from where we least expect them and every blessing, no matter from whence it came, is worthy of our gratitude. Every single one.

A sharing of Our Lady of Lourdes

Listen in silence because if your heart is full of other things, you cannot hear the voice of God. This is the silent, private joy of personal prayer that St Bernadette experienced before the statue of Our Lady. When I was reading Mother Teresa's book, she taught us the way to pray. Sometimes prayers are burning words from the furnace of hearts filled with love. Sometimes we practise internal and external silence. If your heart is full of other things, you cannot hear the voice of God. Then I wonder, how are we supposed to do that? Do it ever exist? In this world, it is already a challenge to be in a quiet environment. Even though there is external silence, it seems like our hearts can never be settled. We think of school, family, work and other worries. How is it possible to induce silence?

Miraculously, at the beautiful scene of Mother Mary once appeared, there was the precious silence we all have been looking for. Not only I seeked external silence, in front of the immaculate conception, I also seeked the calmness within. Realizing how it is to empty myself in prayers, I see this as my moment with Mother Mary. It's not like I have nothing to say anymore. I could've thanked her 10 million times for a lot of things, could've dragged her about my every single desire. As night time approached, after the Marian Procession, we went to her statue and prayed. We stared at her, started the Rosary again, stared at her, in silence, continued with our moment. She is too pretty to take my eyes off her. The tear of joy dropped, and this phrase echoed: You are precious in my eyes, and I love you. (Isaiah 43:4)