Thank you God for a good day at work today. I really needed that breath of air or I was going to drown.


Have also come to the conclusion that New Zealanders are becoming increasingly xenophobic. The winner of the AMP People's Choice Scholarship was won by a school girl of Palestinian ethnicity. The things I have been reading just make me sick. People are claiming that this girl's cause was advertised on Palestinian radio  so apparently hordes of "angry Muslims" voted for this individual and that AMP caved due to "terrorist bombing" fears. Might I mention that the runner-up was a Pakeha school girl who "wanted to be New Zealand's best cardiothoracic surgeon"? Darling, that was my dream too. Unfortunately, I didn't get into medicine and there is no certainty that you will too. People need to grasp that.
And listen to yourselves! Apparently curing diseases is better than helping old people. That is not a valid reason as to why one girl's cause was better than the other. One day your flesh will wane, and heaven forbid that your grandchildren will one day refuse to help you simply because you are senile.

Aaaargh. Note to self: must buy size 8 now. May have to take dress in.

I saw Pitch Perfect last night and it was so, so funny. It makes me wish that we had acapella groups at university. And I have decided that it doesn't matter what a boy looks like as long as he can sing because honestly, those boys weren't lookers but they could sing my panties off. Not literally, obviously.

And racism is rampant in our fair country, I am afraid. I hope you heard the inflection in my voice when I said the word 'fair'. I would like to mention that when our small group went to lunch at St. Clair that people were staring/making faces rather rudely. What is UP with people staring at a large group of Asians who are sitting down to have lunch? For fuck's sake - we were all talking in English so I don't know what your bloody problem is. It has gotten to the point where I am almost ashamed to hang out in a large group in public with other fellow Asians, simply because I can literally (yes, literally) see the racism dripping off our fellow diners. What, should we be chowing down fried rice in a fish and chip shop? Well, fyi... you can lick the grease off my fingers after I'm done serving you your sweet and sour pork, you hypocritical bastards.


Also, daylight saving and I are not the best of friends. I am feeling rather zombie-esque today.

Couldn't help it. Bought two new nail polishes and proceeded to do nails. May my nails peel. I am very impressed with Loreal's new gel formulation though. Even though I required two coats, they dried very quickly and I feel that they may actually be conducive to holding my fragile nails together.

Also apparently I have lost 4kg? Perhaps it was the 9km I ran yesterday...

Why oh WHY did I have to start reading a mystery series... only to discover that the author has since died without finishing the series?!
It already takes me a while to get into a particular series and to learn this... it's just sad.



Also to the bitches on medstudentsonline. I just want to bitchslap some of you. You honestly must have NOTHING to do if you spend all day reading blog posts on people's profiles and commenting that they should belong elsewhere. Just 'cause you're a second year med student doesn't mean you own the world. Sometimes, I think I want to do medicine just to show stuck up second years fresh out of HSFY that they know shit all.

So I was driving around today trying to find a place to park so I could get coffee and sushi because I hadn't eaten for about uh... sixteen hours due to the return of my IBS (which had kept me up all night as a result of the pain and my own stubbornness about taking pain relief). Understandably, I was feeling rather hypoglycaemic.

It was a busy day in town because it was sunny and so car parks were scarce. Drove around the block once and voila! A parking spot materialises right opposite Starbucks.

Lesson of the day: God is awesome. And He knew that I needed coffee.

Pharmacy Revue: thumbs up for costume. Thumbs down for cracking jokes at the wrong lecturers.

Also, my uterus hates me. It was like "Hey, you haven't heard from me in fifty or so days. FEEL MY PRESENCE, BITCH."