Going back to study was a bit hard after working for about 1 and half years. It was a new school and new friends. For the 1st few weeks I really missed F3T1, I was wishing they were here with me in this school. Everything would be so fine and happening. But too bad we�re all on separate ways now. Felt a bit lost on the first few months of school, but I managed to make good friends with some. What I remember during the first semester was I always hanged out with Lia, Sam and Yas because we had same classes for most of the subjects. We even went for the Amazing race Uniquely Singapore for 2 days together. It was really fun racing around Singapore�s places of interest but damn tiring. Some of these places which I never been to before I went, but I think Singapore don�t really have much to see. Hehe! The funniest moment that I vividly remembered would be the durian eating session. 3 of us except for Yas were gorging down durians so that we could finish the challenge asap. Our faces were messed with durians and whole hands were stained with it. The funny thing is the uncle who was sitting beside us was so shocked looking at us gorging the durians. Haha!!! We must have smelled durianish, who knows those people in the public bus must have been agitated by us. The second memorable one would be going to Chua Chu Kang fish farm. I was really bad at catching fish, the fish seemed to know that I�m going to catch them and swam away so fast. Damn!!! I don�t enjoy catching fish but I enjoy admiring their beauty especially those big and colourful ones. We went to a lot of places in Singapore but like I said it so small and nothing much to see. Hehe!
Then came semester 2, I became closer to Huda, Khai and Fidah. We�re we somehow called �chiobus� because someone perasan she�s 1. Haha! They were the closest friends I have until now, but too bad Fidah have to leave. She is pursuing law instead of psychology. Nevertheless we still kept in touch and were closer than ever. We had a lot of time crapping which 3 of them are good at. Haha! Actually I love to crap but I pretend to be more refined (can�t make it 1!). The workload was pretty heavy compared to my poly days. In poly, I don�t even remember studying because we always go out after school, do nothing just chit chatting and window shopping. But in uni, I do feel the pressure to study and revise my work every now and then. At the same time, I had to financially support myself by working as a night clinic assistant in a Gynae clinic. I have always wanted to ride all these while. I did pursue it but stopped halfway. Long story, in future I hope to ride motorbike again. Hopefully without any objection from others. I have never work in a private clinic before but my experience for 1 and half year in polyclinic pharmacy do help in providing services to customer�s front line only. So I was utterly shocked when I was asked to assist the doctor during any examination in the operating theater because I was not equipped with such knowledge. I was not trained to be a nurse but a pharmacy technician. Oh well that was what expected of me if I want to work there. It scares me what I have to face every day, worst still I have to accompany a male gynae. There were positive and negative experiences while working there. I always looked forward to see clients came back with the newly born babies to the clinic for check-ups. It seemed that I see them grow from a little blood clot to a beautiful and complete human being. So charming! To see them move in the womb and their eyes (it really look very alien like) through the ultrasound scan each month, really fascinating. On the negative side, there was occasional TOP which I dreaded. Knowing that a �future being� will have no chance to see what out here in the world, really saddened me. I was crying to F2 when I first encountered this. Lucky I didn�t have to assist such procedure during the night, because it can only be carried out in the day. But I still have to face with the remnant that was left behind, which saddened me more. It took a toll on me after almost 10 months of working I decided to call it a quit. I always had nightmares on those poor beings. I think it was a sign for me to quit, and I was really glad it�s over! Anyway I wasn�t paid that well either.
For F3T1, we occasionally meet up to celebrate each other�s birthday. Are we going to continue this tradition? I hope so. Our band is going to work no matter what happen. Well I still need my dose of karaoke singing, hehe. Gosh I don�t understand why you guys think I�m sucked at singing, I think I the best among the 4 of us. O.k? At least I don�t shatter all the glasses in the room. Haha! Thank you for being there for me for all these while, I�ll always be there for you guys too. Ya? Cheers to F3T1! |
