Diary of a Small Asian Medical Student

Resurrection

Hello imaginary blog readers,

I have decided to resurrect this blog after 2 years of inactivity. Long overdue updates:

1. I am an intern, still in Melbourne.

2. I think this blog looks silly in pink.

Ok, that's all for now. Am working in 8 hours. Will blog about the experience if I'm not too tired.

Addit: Click here for my new blog - PART 2: Internship, the saga continues...

Immaturity and the impending 30s

I have this inherent inability to sound mature on my blog. I mean, I spend ages rambling on about Nike Shoes and Bubble Tea when I do put up a post, which is rather rare these days with my *ahem* packed medical student schedule.

Speaking of which, I finally returned my blister-inducing Nikes to the manufacturer and received replacements in the mail yesterday.

Air Max TR cross-trainers.

They sent me MANSHOES! :( Oh well, at least they're comfy.

Going to the gym now. Toodles!

Psychiatry

My mood has been pretty low lately. I am currently on my Psychiatry rotation and every morning I step into the Mental Health Services I get cursed by some old guy sitting on a bench. "Go back to China, you stupid shit head!" It doesn't help that I am sharing the rotation with a bunch of postgrad narcissists.

I had the worst conversation yesterday. I was tired, demoralised, and was just waiting for the day to be over. Narcissists A, B, and C are discussing plastic surgery while waiting for a tutorial. Undergrads A, B, and C (all young international undergraduate students) are talking about something anime-related. NB: these two groups of people don't get along AT ALL and I had no idea why, well, not until now, that is.

I decided to listen to Narcissists A, B, and C. Then I got jumped on: "Are you listening to our conversation or what? Look at me when I'm talking to you. Heck, I'll ask you a question: What do *you* want to be when you grow up?" I shrug, "I haven't decided, what do you guys want to be when you grow up?"

Woah, I could see his BP rising: "When I'm asking YOU a question I expect an ANSWER not another QUESTION. WHY did you even enter MEDICINE in the first place? Did you THINK about it properly?" Mind you, if this was done in a normal conversational tone it wouldn't have been offensive in the least. But no, he was doing it in such a condescending tone that I couldn't help feeling really pissed off and I think it showed on my face.

Fucking narcissists.

words

There was an unbelievable amount of schadenfreude in the air today.

Bubble Cup Rampage

I've been nursing a bubble cup addiction ever since they handed me one of those orange customer loyalty cards at the QV...

Lo and behold, home-made bubble cup recipes!

1. Ellen's Kitchen - click to make your own bubble cup :))) yum!

2. Thai style Bubble Tea

It's even got its own entry in wikipedia!

3. Pearl Tea on Wikipedia...

4. "Will Tapiaco Pearl Tea conquer Starbucks?"

Ah, yawwwwwwwn... I'm tired and I'm going to sleep now. Must be all that bubble in my tummy.

The New Ones are Never the Same

Oh yeah, folks, I bought new Nike shoes!!!! Finally! But my Wallet is very light now.

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But... my feet are suffering from blisters. I am wondering whether I should return the new shoes or maybe the sores are from the old crappy shoes I was wearing.

Sigh. I really miss my old Nikes. They brought me to Uluru and back in perfect condition. NOTHING BEATS MY OLD NIKES...... :(

Nike Air Humara (now dead)
I can't even find it in the stores anymore. :(

And mine were nicer in colour.
"A rare find, the Humara is a Nike Trail Running Classic. Stylish and rugged."

Btw, check out this site- custom made Nikes! :) If only my boyfriend wasn't such a stingy old bugger and loved his girlfriend more.