Malaysia, I love you.

It has been 2 months since I've not updated my blog and also nearly 2 months (note the difference) since I've been back in Malaysia.

I've been stuffing myself excessively like a pig, not to mention, I've grown a double chin and a couple or maybe one extra flab around my waistline. Damage done? Probably 3 kilos or more. And as manly as I would like to say it, I am damn right proud of myself for the extra pounds!

Life in Malaysia has been great, especially when I treat my girlfriend like a kuli like making her drive all the way to a Shih Lin outlet to buy me oyster mee sua, the second love of my life. No wait, actually, it's the first because I think it's better than orgasm. Also, my sweet girlfriend did bake for me super scrumptious Nutella Chocolate cookies so hence the extra weight. As you all know, I also have this fetish for mamaks and McDonalds for supper so every night before I sleep, I make sure I eat either a burger or a roti canai before I go to sleep. It's just like consuming pills, I follow the regime carefully and regularly.

That's why I'm a medical student :)

Back home here, I still do convert! Because, it makes me feel good about spending money back here. Just divide everything by 5! Deep down inside, I'm a shopaholic. I'm beyond redemption and there's no saving me. I try to turn back to my old roots, but the currency RM is too hard to resist. It's like I have striked a TOTO jackpot!

Dublin has changed me. I am a changed man. I like drinking. I got wasted on Merdeka's Eve without my girlfriend being beside me and she's not very happy about it. If evidence weren't posted on facebook, I wouldn't need to fork out extra cash to compensate for my doing that night. I had to buy my girlfriend a meal to make her happy but sadly enough, she wasn't happy because money doesn't make her happy. Money isn't everything to her. Sigh, I chose the right girl :)

My girlfriend always complains to me that she thinks her mother loves me more than her. Recently, she cooked up a storm in the kitchen and had a steamboat dinner for me. I was addicted to the tomyam soup. It was brilliant.

Time's running out in Malaysia, and I'm going to miss every single bit of it. Thank goodness I'll be back for good next year! No more Euro spending!
If you think I'm Jeff, slap yourself and I don't even think you deserve to live.

The B Hospital

I think some of you may have already found out that I started attending lectures in this teaching hospital called Beaumont Hospital. It's a teaching hospital for RCSI. I saw some nursing and physiotherapy students wearing Dublin City University uniform and so I guess it's their teaching hospital too.

So now I shall take you for a tour to the hospital :)





That's me standing in front of the hospital entrance.





From the entrance, it takes about a good 15 mins walk to the hospital building.



Here you go...the entrance into the hospital's building.




This is our main hospital Robert Adam's Lecture Hall.



My Indonesian friend Edvyn :)




This was taken a week before exams. We were tired of studying in the library and decided to have our early dinner at 6.30pm. We share the same canteen with the hospital nurses, docs and staffs and because of that, the rule says that students are only allowed to enter and have their lunch from 1-130pm.

Imagine this ....10 mins to get our food and pay. Another 5 mins finding tables. That leaves us only less than 15 mins to eat and get our butts back for lecture at 2pm.

Oh, the left guy is a Malaysian Indian and the right is a Korean.




Now, tour is about to come to its end.....We wait for our bus....


Enjoy looking at the surrounding houses....



and get to the upper deck of the public bus and head home to continue studying.

NERD....




Jeff :)

Welcome back!

Welcome back people! I had my really long rest and just realised that I have a blog to update :)

Anyway, exams' over and results were out. Most of us did ok and I am grateful for that. For those who will need to stay back, all the best :) We will head to IC2 together.

So, life after exams have been busy....research research and more research. It has been really far more interesting than I expected but I know that it isnt what I am looking forward to do for the rest of my life. One thing I learned is that having a 'famous' supervisor does not make u learn more, instead, I do appreciate those who come into the lab and spend time with us regardless how busy they are. So, fellow juniors, take my word :)


Below are some pictures of places that I've visited after exams...



Clonmel

Jean, a friend of mine who is originally from South Africa but migrated to Clonmel, Ireland invited me to stay over at his place with his family over a weekend. He brought me over to his dad's farm(with no animals) and we jungle trekked for awhile.



It's a really quiet and lovely place to spend your summer break but the bus ride there was crazy. The 3 hours bus ride became 4.5 hours due to the traffic jam in this place called Kil Kenny. I think it was due to their elections.





That's Jean's house. He has this super huge feild next to his house and not forgetting that his house is located on top of the hill. The best part is, his family is only paying less than Euro 1600 for the 5 bed room house. Our 2 room apartment in Dublin already cost us Euro1450. Beat that!
Money sucker city.


I will post up pics of Jameson Distillery and some shots of Dublin city sometime this week.

Jeff :)

Last St. Paddy

Like what it says, it's going to be my last St. Paddy in Dublin. I decided to enjoy the parade (though it's small).

Parade started at 1245pm, and we started getting a good spot at 10am. The parade ended at 2pm. Waiting time was longer than the parade time. Heh :)



People at 1030am.




11am...



1230pm. I got frustrated waiting and decided to take a pic to see whether it had started on the other side of the road. Apparently, no.





Finally, some gigantic monster.







The Harp




Me with RM25 cap along O'Connell Street.





Temple Bar Area. Come here on Friday nights and you will see people puking and sleeping on the streets :)




Jeff.