bonjour brightside

it is tres gloomy and cold (brr!) outside and i woke up (late again, as usual) feeling awful… i blame it on the oreos i wolfed down before going to bed last night. this is what i call a downer day, where you know it’s going to be a crap-awful day the moment you open your eyes… so i gave school a miss, was supposed to spend my time studying very conscientiously but as you can see i am still(!) procrastinating. i want a large poufy skirt (see picture) and some glossy patent black lace-up oxfords, and some nice brown leather boots (i really need new boots!). i think i might feel better then!

on a side note

i was just wondering… have you ever met a person whom you know is the love of your life? it doesn’t matter if you dated before and then broke up, or are still loveydovey together- what i want to know is whether you’ve ever had that feeling you get when you look back on fond memories and you just simply know….? do things like these exist only in the movies, or do they really happen to real people in a real world? anyway forgive me for the rambling soliloquy, i’m beginning to think that bad days always put me in a semi-contemplative mood. haha

+picture from lorick (the designer behind the waldorf collection in gossipgirl, which.is.back! yay!)

p.s. just caught ‘how to look good naked’ on tv! ooh it looks wikkkid!

i’m so bored*… can you tell? two posts within 5 hours. that’s saying something isn’t it. PLUS i cleaned my pigsty tornado-swept rathole of a room (not exaggerating, it WAS that bad) and organised my clothes (FINALLY). as usual i have too many clothes and my wardrobe is bursting- again! so i set aside the clothes that i probably won’t wear ever again and it came up to two big bags! my room is now comparatively cleaner and less messy than before! although i’ll give myself 2 months before it goes back to its original state…. i love being tidy and neat but somehow it never lasts for long, mainly because i can NEVER find my things when they’re kept in folders and boxes. (or is that just my excuse for being messy)

anyway, i came across this article from The Age about medical students eating poorly, apparently eating disorders seem to be more prevalent in highly-educated women… sad but true. i know it doesn’t seem logical but then again most things aren’t, especially when it comes to human behaviour. i once met a consultant who specialized in eating disorders, she was in her 40s, and absolutely stick-thin! (i also noticed that she ate a single apple for lunch.) i wonder if she makes a convincing case when it comes to counselling girls with anorexia…

*i also changed my header image as you will have noticed; i took this picture in ann siang hill (loveliest tiles!) while i was home for the holidays in january- ….which reminds me that i still have those pretty pictures in a folder waiting to be posted (which i will in due time, of course).

was doing my regular fashion-blog browsing when i came across this post from the lovely ms spinach, whose site i frequently love to visit. there was a picture of some very gorgeous lace-up shoes that caught my eye, but it transpired that the post was evidently not about the shoes but about a little girl with a brain tumour. i fully agree with ms spinach that we’re incredibly lucky (in some way or another), and i was inspired to make a donation to this little girl’s family, rather than splurge on something that my closet cannot accommodate.

please click on the link to read the post, and donate if you can! even if you can’t give financially, it would good to drop them some kind words of encouragement.

obviously there are many other people who have to go through the same things, if not worse, and you probably are thinking that stories like these are a dime a dozen and/or clichéd, BUT if everyone felt like that, there would be absolutely no hope for this little girl. i only say this because i’ve seen lots of suffering children in my paediatrics rotation, and often i have had no chance to help them (in a medical way at least), and all i could do was to listen and try to be extra nice. it’s easy to shrug it off as ‘yet another sob-story’ but remember that in every story like this there is a kid and her family involved, along with huge financial and emotional ramifications- and they can’t shrug it off like we can, because it’s their kid. you probably don’t know this girl and her family personally (neither do i), but you know their story now- so please help them, any donation/encouragement is certainly good enough!

on a related note, my paeds rotation ends tomorrow. cannot tell you all how much i love paediatrics, i have enjoyed every single moment of being with the little bubs and toddlers these nine weeks, and am very sad (!!) to move on to ob&gyn.

HI!!! sorry i have been remiss in updating. i’ve just started my 2nd paediatrics rotation at B0xh1ll Hospital, which is an hour away and so i’ve been waking up at 6am for 8am tutes, trudging back and forth by bus and attending ward rounds and clinics…… tres tiring but i’m getting the hang of it! BHH is kind of small, nothing like MMC (boo! i miss MMC) but it helps that the people there are awfully nice, i get to go to the special care nursery to cuddle the little bubs ….can i just tell you that i love doing baby checks! and clinics are pretty interesting as well, so that probably justifies the time and money spent on transport.

anyway, i do have pictures to update and stories to tell! will post soon after i get my studying done. meanwhile here is a little preview!

ANDDDD. Easter Break is coming up! though i only have a 4-day break but it’s always lovely to have holidays! plus i’ve booked my tickets to Sydney over Anzac weekend, wooo! many exciting things coming up, i’m pysched!! i can feeeel it already

so it’s nearly 4am and i just got home from what was supposed to be dinner at hotpot with the meddies. finally! i got to meet kellyn and it was lovely catching up with her! our dinner was so long, it lasted 3 hours and then i got dragged to gishy’s party although i vehemently protested because: 1. i wasn’t dressed up for clubbing 2. i wanted to head home for a bit of study. but peer pressure won out in the end so i decided to go with the flow…. and then we got lost for 2 hours! seriously!! (we could have driven to bendigo in that span of time.) we drove around collingwood for ages trying to locate fitzroy street when it was really in st. kilda. so when we FINALLY reached area61 just after midnight, nearly all the people at the party were leaving but i managed to catch up with rupert just for a brief moment and then we danced for 1 hour and spent another 1 hour outside the club talking and inhaling awful ciggy smoke (pffft). no one really wanted to go for supper after that so we headed home and i now have a stomachache from eating all that hotpot! >:s