Up-close and Personal

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Saya tak suka ubat. Bukan tak suka dalam erti kata takut makan atau sebagainya, tapi tak suka bergantung pada ubat-ubatan. Even bila doktor prescribe some medication, I rarely took it. Saya ke hospital cuma untuk tahu sejauh mana seriusnya sakit saya. Kalau doktor kata tak ada apa, memang tak mungkin saya makan ubat itu.

Tapi last week waktu further appointment dengan doktor tentang bahu saya, doktor suruh saya teruskan makan ubat itu. Walaupun tak ada rasa sakit yang obvious. Sebab sebenarnya bahu saya masih belum elok sepenuhnya. Saya masih belum boleh memusingkan tangan sepenuhnya. Therefore, medications are a must.

Saya belajar telan pil waktu darjah 3. Sebab demam. Dan tonsil. That is like 13 tahun yang lepas. Tapi sampai sekarang teknik menelan pil saya masih tak ada improvement. Saya masih tak tahu makan 2 biji pil sekaligus. Apatah lagi 3 atau 4. Sebelum masuk pil dalam mulut, saya mesti mahu minum seteguk air dulu. Saya akan letak pil betul2 jauh dalam mulut, di pinggir tekak dan kemudian cepat2 minum air. Dan dengan satu huge gulp saya telan semua. Pertama kali Moshitta tengok saya telan ubat, dia gelak besar. Dan baru dia tahu kenapa selama ni kalau dia suruh saya makan uphamol yang dia bawa saya tak mahu. Sebab besa gile okeh pil tu. Macam mana nak telan?

Sekarang saya rajin kan diri makan ubat. Taknak peristiwa yang sama masa exam dulu berulang. Tapi pun, ubat tu was supposed to be taken in the morning. Moshitta asked the doctor what if I don't often take breakfast. He said eat it at lunch. Tapi pun, kalau lunch saya pukul 3 petang macam mana? I personally think I should first watch my meals. Else I'll never get better kan? Mom said there is a possibility that I can't use my hands like before anymore. Arghh~ Taknak. Saya tanak tak heal perfectly. Nanti tangan dah kurang fungsi, hantaran kawen pun kurang. Argh~ Tanak!!

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I woke up extra early on Wednesday morning, considering I had to go out early to print my homework. And so I walked down toward the main campus of KU for my English Reading and Discussion for Basic Learner (which had practically changed into American Popular Culture Studies and is NOT that basic), hoisting my backpack which was heavy with two textbooks and listening to my iPod.

I didn't run to catch all the pedestrian's green lights, knowing I had plenty of time. When I reached the printing shop, it was only around 8.15 a.m. So I went to Paris Baguette and get myself two sweet potato buns to be eaten with the chocolate milk I bought earlier. I arrived at Moshitta's around 8.30. He asked me to lend him scissors and glue. And as I sat at his study desk, downing milk while re-reading the essay for the day, I noticed how much my stomach detest having to drink the milk. Weird since I drink the same brand everyday and the milk didn't taste like it has gone bad or anything.

I got to class 10 minutes early as always and greeted my desk partner, Young-Eun - a typical korean lady who loves history and paintings and dreamed of being a curator. She's a total opposite of myself and I can never ever be a lovely lady she is. But as I re-write my notes back to my notebook (read: the notebook you write notes on. NOT the laptop) I felt a sensational pain in my stomach. We had quiz that morning so I had to force myself to concentrate on the questions. Even so, I did ran of twice to the bathroom and threw up. Realizing I wasn't fit to continue being in the class yet my house is too far for me to go home alone in such condition, Young-Eun asked me to go rest at the female student restroom (NOT the toilet. It's a room with sofas and beds for the female student to rest) at the main library.

But even with the comfort of the bed I thrashed around. Finding the most comfortable position to make my stomach less painful. One of the girls came over and asked me if I was ok and whether I need an ambulance. I told her Moshitta was coming. I sent him a message earlier. And as I was thrashing I felt something in my throat. I need a toilet, I thought. But it was my first time in the main library so I didn't know which way was the toilet. Before I could think more, I vomitted. Right there. On the floor. The thick clear substance with a drop or two yellow substance. And it wouldn't stop until I made a poodle out of it. Embarassing? I sure was. But when you were extremely sick, you can't even help yourself.

Moshitta arrived just as the girls were cleaning the floor. He wasn't supposed to enter the restroom coz obviously it's only for females but the girls just let him in. They asked if I would like an ambulance, and Moshitta discussed it with me a bit and we decided to go.

I was pushed into the ambulance and Moshitta got in next to me. The ambulance guy started asking questions about what I eat and other symptoms of my sickness. I looked around the ambulance. A computer was on my left. As he measured my blood pressure, I read. 88. Not bad. And I look over at Moshitta. Suddenly my eyes swelled with tears. Not because I was in so much pain. But because of the words I heard earlier. 보호자는 어디에요. 이 분이에요.

보호자 literally means caretaker. Or guardian. The person who takes care of you. In a place where I have no blood family nor relatives, and when just 12 hours earlier people just told me off to go live on myself because I was claimed to be an utter selfish, Moshitta is there by my side as my caretaker. The person who takes care of me. And I realized then, 나 혼자서 아니야 I'm not alone. Even when I live my campus life sitting on my own in the front seat of the class, I am not alone. Always there are people out there who cares about me and cook me porridge when I was sick like Zatul did.

Umm.. but we spent our times at the hospital making jokes of each other. I was ok through the long wait at the hospital. The emergency room were full so we have to wait outside. Duh. I asked Moshitta to pull me around in the wheelchair and we had fun playing around. Er.. note that Moshitta just ran off his class without telling his lecturer he had an emergency. And later on when the nurse came with a pack of water and a super big needles I quickly told her I was ok. I definitely don't want any water tubes sticked to my hands and I don't want any injection. I just had one a week earlier. So we went to see the doctor to confirm that I was ok but he did warn the pain will come again. But I insisted to just go. Even without the injection and water pack, the bill was already a good 60 000 won and my insurance paid 22 000 won of it. Well, even if I have to pay all 60 000 won I can always claim it later from the JPA, but I am already receiving treatments at Sun Cheon Hyang for my shoulder. I don't want to spend too much.

Er, but no injections served me another round of thrashing and pain a while later that I had to ran off the College English class. A group of male students found me on the floor at the lounge room and one offered to bring me to the health center. Since I had nothing with me at the moment, I had to borrow his cellphone to acknowledge Moshitta that I was going to the health center. I was left sleeping there before Moshitta woke me up and got me home. He made sure I ate a bit and fed me my medicine before leaving me to sleep.

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Tahukah saya sudah habis exam. Uh waaa~ Sangat suka. Er tapi suka hanya sementara saja. Dalam ertikata pause pada hari Sabtu sebelum terpengsan-pengsan menyiapkan term project pada hari Ahad untuk presentation pada hari Isnin. Dan hari Isnin juga bermula kelas Bahasa Inggeris dari jam 10.30 pagi hingga jam 5 petang. Intensif sungguh kan? Maka kalau tak score gak TOEFL memang semacam er.. entah la macam apa. Kiki, jom sit TOEFL bersama mahukah? Nanti boleh la mengcompare markah bersama-sama. Haha.

- As said, Mekdi visited last Sunday. Makan lontong goreng saja. 미안 pasal ayam tu. Dan sila jangan gelakkan begedil saya la. Entah apa nak jadi dengan Farini. Baru seminggu tak masuk dapur, semua benda pun tak pandai masak sudah. Tapi melepak di Dunkin D sambil berborak mengenai waktu2 gemilang semacam sangat seronok. Thanks for the visit. Later on saya turun DYTC pula ye.

- I didn't do that well on my C++ paper. Sangat banyak soalan yang memerlukan explanation. Sangat berteraburlah bahasa Inggeris menerangkan situasi-situasi. Semacam biasa, saya sangat tak ada sukalah mentranslate dari satu bahasa ke satu bahasa lain. Saya tak suka kena mentranslate BM ke BI, BI ke Korean or vice versa. Sebab details dan feeling dalam ayat itu tak berapa dapat dialihbahasakan sebagaimana anda mengalihbahasa perkataan2 dalam ayat tersebut. Ini kan pulak nak suruh mengalihbahasa dari bahasa C ke bahasa Inggeris.

- Another appointment was arranged for me for acupuncture treatment for my shoulder. The doctor said it's western style. I have no idea what he meant. Anyways, sejam sebelum exam robotic tangan saya sangat sakit sampai tak boleh nak menulis. Er.. bukan tangan di depan itu. Tahukah joint di bahu saya semacam ada masalah. Menyebabkan tangan tak berapa dapat melakukan configuration tertentu yang mana meliputi meletakkan tangan di atas meja. Jadi untuk sampai ke coordinate tertentu, saya terpaksa mencari alternative configuration. Er.. in short, degree of freedom bagi tangan semacam sudah berkurang daripada nilai asal iaitu 7. Dan force yang diexert dari environment kepada end-effector tidak boleh melebih nilai tertentu supaya torque yang terhasil di joint pada shoulder tidak melampau. Yang mane menyebabkan such simple action such as gripping a pencil or menarik the heavy class door semacam sangat menyeksa tahu. Tengok. Saya sudah bercakap bahasa robotic. Er tapi jangan risau. Sekarang saya sudah ok. Selepas menyapu minyak kapak secara banyak gila sebab dah menangis2 tak tahu nak buat apa. I was even thinking of giving up the subject. Sejam lagi nak exam dan saya tak boleh menulis. Cuba cakap macam mana nak menjawab paper?

- Was wondering memang ada akibatkah kalau melawan side effect ubat yang mengantukkan? Saya lawan rasa mengantuk selepas injection twice and I won both. Walaupun kepala melayang mahu tidur, saya tetap tidak tidur. Sampai effect itu hilang. And it caused me later an ultimate pain as if my bones were being ripped of my body structure. Once it was the bone in my hand. And at this recent occasion it was my collar bone. The way I handled the pain? Tidur balik semula. Haha.

- Cuti sudah bermula. Mari menunaikan janji-janji manis musim cuti. Tennis, piano, study. Tapi semacam mahu balik Malaysia. Haha. Selalu macam tu. Semangat sebelum cuti membara tanak balik. Tapi balik gak.

-Hey Kiki. Wishlist ko mahal giler. Sampai march depan pun belum tentu mampu beli. Er.. kalau tak pun, sampai march depan confirm ko sudah mahu benda lain. Sebulan lepas semacam bersungguh mahu nano, sekarang semacam bersungguh mahu digi cam. Baik tetapkan hati lah. Supaya nanti kalau orang dah beli ko tak jual balik dan beli benda lain. Haha.

Assalamualaikum

- Mekdi said she's coming over today but i figure she's not even up yet. Good. Coz i haven't start cooking.

- I accidentally dotted my freshly written robot engineering notes with tomyam. I have to tear the whole page and write a new one. The notes are to be sent this thursday.

- I'm going to set up an appointment with the international clinic regarding my shoulder which ached since - if you still remember - the hari muhibbah.

- I started playing tennis with my new racquet yesterday, but Moshitta said no playing anymore until my shoulder is completely ok.

- Did the department of physics just said tata to me with an easier paper? Or do they expect to see me again next year right from the start?

- I need facial foams badly. It's already summer and my face is always oily.

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Tahukah saya sangat mengidam rotiboy semenjak Aini ngn Kilah bawakkan seketul untuk saya dan Zatul 2 hari lepas. Hari ni tekad nak ke Hanyang membeli berbijik2. Tengok timing. 12.32 Zuhur. Boleh keluar rumah jam 1 dan akan sempat sampai semula ke Kodae sebelum jam 3.30 untuk lab Physics. Kamu rasa impossible? Not really. Given Korea's efficient public transports, to arrive in time is sooo NOT impossible. But, you can't risk getting lost.

So as always, I checked the internet for the way to the nearest Rotiboy, supposed to be situated near Wangshimni Subway Station and Hanyang University Hospital. I found Wangshimni easily, but couldn't find the hospital anywhere near the hospital. I asked Ajay and he said it was near the back gate. But I couldn't even find the back gate.

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Sejak pagi tadi. Sampai penat-penat. Esok kuiz Physics. Sangat malas mahu baca buku. Sangat mahu makan rotiboy. Sape suruh Zatul kasik semalam. Kan dah. Esok mesti mahu pergi Wangshimni membeli rotiboy. Gigih kan?

Tak sabar nak habis semester dan semua exam2 dan term project. Kemudian boleh cuti dan memulakan kelas intensif bahasa inggeris. Ye la. 1119 saya time SPM dulu dapat 2. Bukan mcm Kiki yang dapat 1. Mesti la berusaha keras untuk menghadapi TOEFL. Haha. Padahal belum merancang lagi nak amek TOEFL bila.

Saya semacam bakal suka cuti ini. Sebab campus semacam akan kosong. Summer class pun semacam tak banyak di Igongdae. Makanya boleh menjajah sekolah dengan sesuka hati. Hooraayyy~ Boleh bermain tenis sampai sakit tangan. Sejak bila saya maen tenis? Er.. sejak 2 hari lepas. Mula-mula datang tengok orang maen. Pastu merompak raket orang dan bermain sesuka hati. Serve.. er.. tak lepas. Haha. Kena diri separuh court baru boleh lepas. Dan kemudian sangat gian lah mahu bermain. Sudah mahu beli raket wilson kaler pink. Oh. Bukan kerana saya suka pink. Tapi sebab grip size kaler purple tu sangat besar untuk perempuan.

Minggu ni dan minggu depan akan agak busy. Maka mungkin takde update. Pergi baca blog laen dulu ok?

Assalamualaikum

Failed to go back to sleep

I did say saya takut tido waktu hujan kan

Nak angkut toto gi bilik Zatul

T.T

*bilik Malaysia DYTC
I did look young kan?

And it's only about a year ago...

Mekdi is in the picture. So clearly she wasn't the cameraperson.

Else I would look stunning.

Haha.

I'm practicing a bit of self-confidence Mirah taught me, in case you don't notice.

Assalamualaikum

Today I'm not gonna moan about my workload. Everybody is carrying at least as much as I do kan? But semalam as I walked to school as always, I came to the thought that I missed Kiki so much. I mean, face it. I've never met someone in this whole world who could look at the one thing I look at and think just what I think of it.

We used to do that.

Go for window shopping.

Look at one thing.

Think the same thing.

Look at each other.

And grin.

Or giggle.

Or just rolled our eyes.

Fun kan? To have someone to understand you perfectly without you having to say the words. Sometimes it's just tiring to have to explain things to people just to make them see how exciting such things are. And when you finished explaining things, the things wouldn't sound half as exciting anymore. Duh~ But then again I can't expect people I've only met for a few years to understand me like the person who's been with me for 19 years of my life kan?