Yesterday, a group of Malaysian delegates came over to my place as part of reassessment of all universities in Russia. My uni is the 3rd one after MMA and RSMU. These people are ‘powerful people’ from Malaysia’s Health Department. Among present were Tan Sri Ismael Merican, our current health director and a few of his peers including an O&G specialist, orthopedics specialist and others. They all join some of the student’s class session in hospital and in uni. They said this visit has made them understand the Russian education system better but the most shocking part, they said our some of our knowledges are like the post graduates in Malaysia.  Dah sini menghafal sane sini. Cuba try masuk class ENT Prof Kunop siang malam pagi petang menghafal his book  trying to avoid failing his class takut otravotka yang membebankan. Here not like Malaysia.. gi class have to prepare or else if you fail certain classes (e.g. cannot answer when teacher asks you questions / written test).. must repeat the class which is very the hassle one.. Kalau cikgu tu baik he/she will try to avoid giving you 2 (fail) for daily class. Kena cikgu yang asyik nak kantoi budak.. Mati lah. Klaka .. sure diorang terkejut dengan cara orang Russia.. with the secondary shoes before going into the hospital departments and among other weird things which were quite pelik to us too when we first came here. But as what people said, alah bisa tegal biasa. My friend said diorang terkial jawab during surgery class and the Malaysian doctors were bewildered to hear about some of the Russian clinical signs for acute pancreatitis. Nama pelik pelik semua keluar. 

A meeting was held in the evening later on between the 5th and 6th year students and them. During the dialogue session, I asked them about the shortcomings of the Russian graduates and on which area do we need to emphasize on as a preparation before we work later on. The answer is, as I have suspected, is on our practicals. Tan Sri Ismael Merican gave  us a very inspiring speech. He said that being graduated with our Dr title is just the beginning of a life long journey and we must not be discouraged, and must have a sense of humility when we work later on. Medicine is a life learning process and I totally agree on that. Salute lah diorang ni. 

Ok here come the best part. THey visited my room! After the meeting ended, we were outside and the Malaysian delegates came out from the pharmacorpus building. I asked them where are they heading to and they said..”we are going to visit your hostel”. I was like whatttt?! Ni confirm bilik aku kene datang sini. Dah kate bilik aku dapat tittle bilik contoh. Kekeke. So after a brief chitchatting with Tan Sri Ismael Merican, I excused myself and cepat cepat lari  to my room to kemas kemas ape yang patut. Thank god bilik dah memang kemas. Poster poster ngarut memang cabut habis takut kene tiong hahahahaha…. Hid si kenit Liubi in Kak Hir’s unit takut commandent hostel nampak tak pasal pasal kene lecture. Everyone said my room cantik! Hehe. Sayang  lupa nak tunjuk bendera malaysia the one we hang blakang pintu. They were kinda surprised to see that we have our own fridge, tv and so on. ANd I told them about how we need to pandai pandai maximize the space and make ourselves comfortable here like buying your own double decker as an alternative to the given hostel’s bed. 

So, their visits here had clarified us on the most important thing. Our uni’s recognition and the medical qualifying exam yang diura-urakan. He said we dont have to worry about it and we should continue studying and prepare for our career in the future. Here I am thinking that my knowledge will never be enough or good enough.. the more you study, the more you will think that you dont know a lot of things.. Tak payah lah jadi genius. Genius genius gila pule jadi. My psych teacher told us that most genius people end up having a psychiatry problem. Did I tell you about this one 16 years old russian student who did 5th year medicine but ended up killing one of his groupmates during class with a scalpel because he said a voice told him to do so. Last last masuk lah Ickra…nun di hujung sane di sempadan bumi Kursk ini.

Wohoho excited nyer Tan Sri Ismail Merican visited our room!!! Hehehe.

Tags: kursk, mmc

That F-B* made him choose btw family and lovers. That F-B* is obviously not a good news. If she’s a good person, she will be the other way round. Konon said he had to end a relationship with his ex because she always  made him choose btw she and family. Think again now. I assume this will be the end of our family ties as long as my brother is with that F-B*. And she of course, will be jumping with whole lot of joy. Congratulations.

Tags: dark

Today Im going to Ickra again. What is Ickra. Ickra is a region (or a village) located just next to Kursk’s border. Yes people. Im having my class in a freaking kampung. Jauh dari pekan tempat ku berada sekarang. A psychiatric hospital, to be exact..for my Medical Psychology cycle. What? Yeah this time its for Med Psych, not Psychiatry. (Otravotka 3 hari tak habis lagi btw). Ah, another balik kampung journey everyday. Another tahan aja pakcik makcik busuk on the bus. I tell you.. old village people  have this one kind of smell.. I call it the ladang smell. Jinkies!

I hope I’ll pass my Paeds exam. Im so bored with Paeds. WHo says its interesting.. i THOUGHT it was too. Until you need to memorize the dynamic datas and dates of everything. Yergh. The pathology part I can stand. The physiologic part.. aiyo. This month like this. Next month like that. Next next month / year another story. Still, Im not done with Paeds officially because next year I still have Paediatrics infectious diseases and Paediatrics surgery left. Huwaaaa. AIyo kids.. why do you have to be sick.

Tags: ickra, med psycho, Paeds

Im soooo pissed off at someone. Some people just love to justify everything. Just because Im not so good when arguing verbally, he thinks he can get away with everything. Yes Im not a pro when kelento-ing people because basically Im a pretty straight forward person. I can’t think of suitable vocabs especially when Im mad. When I am mad, I tend to be really emotional. I cant keling here and keling there, trying to justify EVERYTHING, trying to turn everything around to make it like its other people’s fault when it is actually mine. I wish I have the talent to ‘kong’ people. But heck I even feel guilty when selling my used item with a lil bit of profit. I was so mad just now that I was trembling and got headache. Hypertension aku!. Too much stress till got lil bit excess catecholamine there I think. 

Usually when I am mad at someone, I will stay away. That usually solves everything. Unless when you care about someone, thats a problem. Staying away is hard when you care about someone. If you care about someone, you don’t want them to be taken for granted, to make a fool of themselves by someone else. In other words, when you’re mad at someone you care, like it or not, you still want to protect them. Whether they know it or not, it doesn’t matter. 

You don’t like it when people talk about someone you care about. The I can talk bad about my country but you can’t rule applies here. But yet, you still want to know about any unknown bad things about your country. Just because…you want to know.  Oh my god. I dont even know what Im typing right now. Ignore this paragraph. Its crap.

Oh my. What a disappointment. I used to be just disappointed. But now I am disappointed, and sad too. 

SIgh. 

Love (or puppy love..or lust? whatever..its ur call) Is Blind……..

…….until you get married.

Hehe Im cracking myself up there. Smile everyone. 

*geleng geleng kepala*

Tags: rants, sad n mad

Again, Selamat Hari Raya everyone. Today is my 2nd day of Syawal. Yes here in Russia (and some other countries as well), we celebrate 1 day earlier than in Malaysia. Im lucky to have my 1st day raya during my Russian language cycle. We had a one day off from our teacher. Anyway, about my raya.. 

I..together with Tasya my room mate started cooking the night before. Everything from scratch except ketupat and rendang. We cooked till 3a.m just imagine. Syawal morning, I went to Hir’s unit and raya there as Tasya went to forensic class. There, I ate ketupat, rendang ayam,kuah kacang, laksa penang, roti jala and curry ayam, caramel, kuih raya from malaysia which includes samprit, london almond, cornflake, mini pavlova, and many more.. Practically the whole day we visited i.e. raya each other’s room.. Went to lyn and chombi’s room downstairs and ate rendang ayam and corn flake nestum cookies there.. Overall, ok lah this year’s raya. As usual. 1 more raya and i will be raya-ing in Malaysia!!!! 

The 907 Menu

Ketupat nasi - Thank you Makcik Nona

Ketupat palas - Thank you Makcik Nona juga.

Rendang soy meat - Thank you Pak Maggi

Rendang udang - Thank you Pak Brahim’s

Kuah lodeyh - kena puji.. hehe. Saya buat. 

Kuah kacang dangerous - Tasya made it from scratch

Sambal - for kuah lodeyh. Saya buat juga.

Satay soy meat + cucumbers & onions - Tasya marinate, saya cucuk cucuk. 

Jelly - I made jelly gula hangus

Cheesecake - sape lagi….

Kuih muih which includes popiah, pineapple tarts, karipap kecik

Orange & ice cream soda

2 girls work.. it was tiring. I thought of doing my Psych otravotka today but cancelled it. Body ache all over. Tak penah sakit badan prepare raya.. until you’re away from home.. doing everything yourself. But it was awesome. SLamat Hari Raya everyone… Trow going to Group 12 (Tasya’s group) open house at MSA room in 4th hostel.. Yum Yum Yum!

No credit to update frequently. No story to update even more. Life is as usual. Dull routine everyday. Plus its ramadhan so no drinking coffee/cocoa (hot choc) at kofeinya or just eat outside. Gynea is disgusting. I hate looking at other people’s pussy. Even worse during operation. I dont mind looking at other type of operations.. anything.. just not a gyne operation. Its just too annoying. Like just now, we were in the OT. Watching Manchester’s operation in a uterine prolapse patient… it wasn’t gruesome in the eww eww kind of way. It was just disgusting… looking at someone’s vagina and cervix being dilated like dat. Yea yea life saving bla bla bla. Geez. Anyway, my teacher is soooo nice and kind. No pressure at all for her class. Just clerk my patient who has endometritis.. energetic and young one. I like this type of patients. They made my life easier. And having Perez, my nigerian group mate as my partner is a blessing…in terms of language barrier. Hehe. He’s a pro thus he is my walking Russian language translator. Very useful. 

Im such an angry person nowadays. Everything just icks me. Maybe because Im on diet. Less fattening food and more healthy food makes me grumpy. Haha. No sugar, no smile.

Done with ENT and now Im in a very relaxing cycle called Epidemiology. Mostly its about introduction to infectious diseases (cycle in December). The class is at the oldest hospital in Kursk, like more than a 100 years old old. Going there is like going to a haunted house and our class is exactly like a farm house. OMG!!!!!!. The general heating system is not on yet but the weather is freaking cold, like it or not we had to discuss in that gloomy, ugly and cold class.. eh, farmhouse. Seriously hardcore!! 

We’re trying to combine our Traumatology cycle with a not so heavy cycle so that we can end our semester early. If can, I will go back to Malaysia early next year. As in new year early. Hope so, since we’re going to have Pead’s final exam during our Pead’s cycle (Yey!!). So for end of semester final there will be only 2 papers left. Social medicine & ENT.  Please please god, please make things easier for me. 

Yey I lost 2kgs!! Fruits & veggies diet (except on Sunday) is hot to go!. Today Im going to have Caesar’s Salad and purple cabbage soup. Go fat go. Shoo shoo!.

Because I get to eat normally every Sunday! See im on this “Sunday Only’ diet. Where everyday I will eat fruits and veges except on Sunday. My aim is to lose 5 kgs by this new year.

THe reason I havent been updating is because I was on ENT cycle. Yeah. SO, no time to do anything else but memorizing Prof Kunoplya’s textbook on selective ear diseases. It was a very tiring and challenging week and I still got a case history to finish. If I don’t pass up my case history on Monday, I have to change patient and do everything all over again. Thank god for the russian version case history we just have to fill in the blanks. 

Today I went to Pushkin shopping complex. Yeah the new one beside the theatre. It was nice but I think the shops inside are too crowded. Hours to tawaf the shops. Wanna explore. So tiring. I was surprised to see Jlo’s Hollywood boutique there. But of course, I cant afford them la.. expensive woo. Seeing married couples there taking photographs and all, reminds me of Bukit Bintang street in Malaysia. I bought some new winter clothes as I run out of them.. blame the water. Cant wash anything except the undergarments. Huh~

I am so mad right now at someone. Clearly sometimes, you can’t even rely on your family. Now i have only 1 sibling left. I knew I can’t trust anyone except myself.  Its just I forgot when things go on all good and smooth. You tend to let your guard off. Denial no more. People won’t change. You just have to take care of yourself because believe it or not, you are alone. Its better to realize it and take precautions rather than denying it.

Halloo hallooo greetings from Kursk. Arrived here around 3a.m. Didnt go to class today because need to settle visa & registration, permissions, and also borrow books from the library. My first cycle is Psychiatry.

I suspect someone has been staying in my room during holiday. Suddenly there is Whisky bottle in my fridge and the main switch (the one for tv, printer etc) is on. ****! Btw, there is NO WATER upon my arrival. Yes that includes my bathroom and kitchen.. the ironic part, only my wing is affected. So I had to go to Malik’s room to shower and also to Farhan’s room for toilet business (Either one who is available). The toilet is like hell!! It is so dirty and the stains are everywhere. 

And the hell’s saga continues… >:(