Sunday, September 20, 2015

Career Week! life and journey of veterinarians

Hello homies, I haven’t updated this blog ever since I enter degree life, not that I posted much in the first place. I won’t rant about the first few weeks in this post though, cause, well, that will be too long and there are more pressing issues like; CAREER WEEK. It started on 14th September and went on for 3 days. As aspiring veterinarians, there is nothing more inspiring than listening to the talks and advices of experienced vets from all specializations and fields. These are a few posters of the career week which is pretty cool to me;

 



I learned new things from all the speakers. For example; I never thought that we are self-sufficient in poultry and swine industry. And I never thought veterinary medicine is such a large, diverse field. There is more in this field what meets the eye. What strikes me as a really important fact is that this profession is not all rainbows, you will be facing hard times in nearly all sorts of specialization you choose; whether small animals, large animals, and research. Being a veterinarian require tenacity, and flexibility, I mean, you're not only the doctor, you're also the dentist, the caretaker, and whatever roles you have to play. It’s a journey of a lifetime, and a lifetime of learning. What is more motivating than that?!
             
           I always wanted to be a veterinarian. But I don’t want to be ‘just’ a veterinarian. I wanted to be the crazy (not the bad one), passionate veterinarian with more than just enough knowledge. I don’t want to be the kind of veterinarian that left their patient dying just because it’s outside of their worktime hours. My childhood dream that kept pushing me until now is to be a wildlife veterinarian. I wanted to work at conservation areas or wildlife rehabilitation centre. Maybe this is because I spent a part of my childhood in a rural area at Sabah, and watching all those documentaries. This dream will be my pillar in these 5 years, so that whenever I feel overwhelm, this pillar will support me.
Dr. Melissa gold advice

                I admire all the speakers, they have their own experience to share. The mind blowing fact is that all of them starts their journey at Faculty of Veterinary Medicine in UPM. In fact some of the speakers were in the same batch! One of them became an equine veterinarian, one became a lecturer, and another one took a Master in psychology! Just imagine all of this people graduated from the same place and then branched to other places, faced different hardships and all emerged successful!
Prof. Dato' Dr, Shariff is giving a really motivating talk, "Dream big, The sky is your limit"

            
                But of course I paid special attention to Dr. Eve Foong talk. Her experience working at a zoo is motivating. The ups and downs, what type of works she does there. And I get to ask her a question whether people who wanted to go into wildlife should further their studies or just work as fresh graduates. She answered clearly. She advised us to volunteer a lot and try to get as much hands on we could get if we wanted to work as fresh graduates. And the goodies bag for those who asked a question is just a bonus, okay. *Grins* she also gave us her phone number. She’s really friendly!
This is Dr. Eve Foong, she looks really rugged and cool.

                That’s it for today’s post. Here is Bilbo Baggins (my favourite fictional character) expressing my feelings right now.


Thank you to all the seniors and lecturers that made career week happens. We, the DVM 1 students owe you guys a lot. And to the speakers, thank you for sharing with us, we really treasure those advices and wise words.

See you guys~

Ps: why does all the speakers look so young compared to their age?

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Just a piece of the universe

I have always prided myself as someone flexible and adaptable. That the universe could throw me anywhere, and I will still able to survive. Often, I salivated for adventurous things. I yearned to hike the mountains, to explore the seas, to witness the life at the bottom of the ocean, to discover new places and to meet new people. But, alas, I am afraid. I am afraid of peoples’ judgement. I am afraid if they know or see the real me, I will be ostracized. I am afraid of being abandoned. Thanks to these fear of mine, I suffer crippling social anxiety. I faced identity crisis. Why can’t I be like Along who wasn’t scared of people’s opinion of her? Like my other cousins (I envy the fact that they grew up in sabah).
                Maybe my environment is one of the factor why I am having this crisis. Why can’t I just accept the fact that I am like that, that I am still trying to find him? That I don’t really want to wear that. I’m still trying, I’m still trying. But I’m scared that if people know they will leave me. I don’t want to be alone. But faking things leave a toll on me.
Why can’t I be like Miera?
Why, can’t I just be brave to show the world who I really am?
Why do I need to be afraid of what they think?
Why won’t people just accept someone with all their flaws and still love them?
Why can’t I held my head high and convince myself; either they accept me as I am or leave me be?
Why are you so afraid? Why are you making yourself unhappy?
Please accept yourself as you are. Please don’t be afraid of what they think, what they will label you as, whether they will backtalk you or not.
Live, live the way that you want. Stop making yourself unhappy. Stop shedding tears because of this. Stop being so freaking concerned about people opinion. Stop being so embarrassed of yourself. Stop this, if you can’t accept yourself as you are, love yourself, why bother being alive? Those friends of yours, who stayed with you when you told them the truth, learn to trust them. That even if in these 5 years, no one accepted you, there are still a few people who will be with you through thick and thin.

To those who hate me and despise me after this. I’m sorry for not living up to your expectations. And thank you for everything. It was nice meeting you.


Sunday, April 26, 2015

My asasi shenanigans #1

So, an appreciation post is overdue. 2 weeks, and 6 paper left. Before I start subjecting myself to the hellish torture of exam weeks, let me end my final day of lecture as an asasi kid with some pics and sappy post.

       
                                    
    This girl here is called thusha, tush, and A/P sivam. Well, sem 2 has sealed our friendship, I remember chatting after most of exam papers until late night at the picnic table near our blocks. She's one of the people who can handle my volatile temper well, and make me laugh during my worst mood. Thanks for being there mate. My semester 3 is all rainbows and flowers because of you and the kookies. All in all, she's friendly, although sometimes takes her jokes too far, never repented after being scolded , (endearingly annoying or annoyingly endearing I can't decide). I hope we will still be like this, in hate and love relationship during degree,and after that, for as long as life breathes into us.

      

And this is my favorite bunch. The kookies! But Nadia isn't in the picture though. Wait, lemme see if I have Nadia's pic. Guess I'll upload later. I used to have lunch with them, they are, playful and easy to mingle with. There's Pikam, she's, well, the star of our lecture group, she brings life with her, well, I have so much to say about her, I'll make hers later. There's Sarah, my dear lovable siamang. I adore her utara accent, her dedication, but never had any opportunity to work with her. She's going to be an awesome teacher one day, along with Nadia. Aida, my blockmate! I remember her helping to bring back my laptop when I went to watch the hobbit with yah and zainol at night, alone. She does not treat me like the others. She doesnt hesitate to joke around roughly with me. They, don't treat me as if I'm something foreign. And that's a blessing.  I hope we can meet up again. I'll miss their  chatter and the laughter. And I'll miss revising physics with those 2 at block b.

Alright, I'll stop here for awhile, too hungry..... 
 
    


Saturday, April 25, 2015

Brooding yet dramatic

Drown me in despair, this hopelessness, this fear is threatening to swallow me whole. It's like being stuck in a riptide, and sinking to rock bottom Is the only salvation.

Yet a part of me want to breathe, want to hold on to the last thread of persistent hope, that I can go through this, and emerge alive.

That maybe I'm still in a caccoon, and perhaps, one day, I can break through the shell. 

Monday, March 16, 2015

One of those memory lane things

I think it'll be nice to do a blog post about my life in Asasi in the last 53 days.
A record to remind me of who and where I was, and with whom and how I spent my prime years.
Maybe I will miss this phase, even envy it or resent it. 
But like most of things, only time can tell. 

                                                    

Sunday, March 15, 2015

A momentary stop

I haven't been writing for so long, as in, you know, thoughts, events and useless stuff like this. All I did for nearly one year here in Asasi is writing academic essays, "essay" yeah right,  more like vomiting the words nearly or exactly like in the textbook. Bulimic learning.

Now, now, don't start whining. There's like 55 days more until I'm no longer a foundation student. Semester 3 past by breezily, err, definitely it isn't easy, but I prefer to think that if the universe throw any shit at me, I can handle it, in fact I can scoop the filth and flung it to an unsuspecting victim. Just saying, I don't know how is it possible for anyone to write a long post. Or maybe I'm just too rusty, that my cog and gears just won't turn as it usually does. *sad face* lah sangat.

    Like a boss, padahal tidur tadi, huks 
Aih, sedapnya Aida tidur
 
Syamim, one of the hardworking gals
Look at us bosses waiting for agriculture class to start
Sarah, love her utara accent

 

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

2013 shenanigans #1 (prelude)

So I was thinking that it's probably the time for me to write about my school life in a nutshell for 2013 since the year is ending. Now, come to think of it, the earth has been around like what- billions of years? Somehow, it's such a wonderful thought *whistle* anyway, 2013 is the last year Of high school. 11 years, 11! Stuck in a rigid education that actually been shaping you to become a docile sheep, who will obey the 'law' and always scared. A sheep!

        I wonder if that what madam Shantini is trying to tell us.... Ah! Come to think of it 2013 is quite an interesting year. This might be fun :) with the help of my journal (whom I had been unfaithful to) I shall write a near accurate senior year experience. Senior? XD I wasn't well known at all! Wallflower indeed *sigh*

       Let's see, the start of my school days during January was quite funny. I started late because I was having fun in Sabah. My home room teacher even called me to ask wether I'm coming back or not. I was like; 'are you kicking me out or something?' Silently. And on my first day, I came late and get a slip! Imagine that, what a way to welcome me back to the school! A few days before, I called a close friend of mine and she told me there wasn't enough classrooms!  I was like.....
                                       


                                               


       3 classes or so have to be sacrificed and earn a nickname "floating" class. Yup, guess what, my class one of them. I was so disappointed. Shall I define what "floating" class or kelas terapung to you? It means, you don't have a classroom! We have to go from one place to another place at the other class expenses. To labs, library, any empty classroom when those students went to PE or somewhere. And guess what classes they deemed wise to choose as pilgrims? The only 3 science classes in form 5! Yeah, way to go the school administration. What did they said to us?

"Kamu kan dah besar, senior, berkorbanlah untuk adik-adik kamu."

"Kamu kan budak sains, Banyak guna makmal"

"Cikgu percaya yang kamu tak Akan berkeliaran waktu tukar tempat"

       I don't want to seem petty, yeah, there are a lot of students that doesn't get education and etc. but There are so many flaws in the way they handle the problem. After a few weeks, with my sharp intuition, talent as a wallflower, habit of looking dreamy while eavesdropping and asking a teacher in a diplomatic way. Or sometimes, they just blatantly told us the reasons, I identified the cause of sudden lack of available classroom. 

1. The kelas rancangan khas. This program was newly introduced in 2012 in our school and finally in 2013, the problem arises. Since the parent was adamant that their children in krk, 'speshul' kids is placed in morning session, they took 2 classes. The reason? Most guru cemerlang is in morning session. 

2. They used the special rooms to store the mega volume of PBS files. 

This was my thought at that time: 

1. Since the KRK kids are brilliant students, I don't think they will struggle when placed in the evening session. Hey, a lot of my peers did excellent in our PMR, the teachers was not an issue.  Morning session was occupied by students from form 3 to form 5 while the evening ones was occupied by form 1 and form 2. Do your math, and you get the easy answer.

2. Why form 5 students? I mean, form 4 could do it too. Why the exam candidates? Seriously? Just because we are older? Logic, where are you? *sighs* 

       Finally, on the early February, they somehow manage to solve the issue. A classroom was divided to two by thin wood... And become small..... Shared by my class and my poor neighbor, the 5C whom had to cram into with its 40 students. Our class only had 20 pupils, so it wasn't a big deal to us. I hope this situation won't arise again next year.... 

       Ah, then we painted the class. Which was a nice experience. And a few teenage dramas.... Dont want to remember it. quite funny though. the running around the field and screaming part XD We celebrated a special classmate birthday, which I gave my other classmates RM50 to buy a cake for him. And in turn he gave me a free ride back to my house. But got into an accident during his way back to his house -.-" oh the guilt I felt that time......

I can't believe I just made a long post just for January..... 

Okay! I decided to race against time and finish this 2013 rewind before new year! New year, new page, I shouldn't dwell too much in past!