Since it’s only Week2 into the 3rd module for the year, it’s relatively stress free.
But somehow, when dinner time approaches, I have this nagging feeling inside me that seems to be egging me to finish my studies for the coming exams.
But WHAT coming exams?
My mind has been conditioned to be in exam mode all the time. This is bad. Even when I get to relax, I worry.
But of course, I only ever worry about exams. I seldom slog disturbingly hard for non-existent exams. I really should.
My days are filled with tv series(I love Desperate Housewives so much!) Spoiler: Danielle will be pregnant in the next episode. Muahahaha. Could be Austin’s.
Rather uneventful day, but isn’t that the best of days? Where you get to laze around and do everything in your own time. Nobody to rush you along.. nobody to tend to… nothing to complete by a certain deadline… lying in bed when you feel like it.. staying online as long as you want. 🙂 I like my Empty Saturdays.
What was different about it was that we cooked today. Fishballs that bounce off the bottom of your kitchen sink. A little gross, but it also means that the fishballs are the best of its kind. Mmm. Anybody remember that stupid Stephen Chow’s show.. God Of Cookery or something, where he equated a really good fishball as really bouncy and when you bite on it… the juice squirts out like you’re pissing… I think he called it Pissing Fishball. God knows what it really is, you know how Hong Kong movies butcher the English language with their subtitles.
Speaking of which, know any pirated VCD/DVD rings that want a cantonese-to-english translater? I’ve had enough of crappy subtitles. Ocne when I was watching Rob-B-Hood, Jackie Chan’s character name was always referred to as People Running or something. Damn them literal translators.
Where were we? Ah yes, fishballs.
But that’s not the point about why cooking is so special today. We made soup!! My first pot of soup really. Apparently it’s quite easy. Just go buy a packet of herbs and then two pieces of chicken keels.. dump it all into a pot of water(roughly how much two people can drink in one seating?). Let it simmer(boil?) for two to three hours(can do your Pharmacology practical homework while you’re waiting and edit some photos too!) before going down to start the real cooking.
🙂 Such a nice feeling to eat food that you’ve managed to cook yourself.
Not too bad an attempt. See the colour of the soup? Now THAT’S a real bowl of good soup.
Before Chinese New Year, we saw this big flattened rat outside a Vegetarian restaurant. It’s like the size of a cat.
And I can’t believe this. One of the biggest events of my dental student life.. and I’ve procrastinated the entry. We finally went into our simulator labs. This is where we learn how to be real dentists. Previously what we’ve learned are actually the dental technician’s jobs. They are the ones who will build the dentures, we just send them the information. Easy peasy.
Everybody has his or her own set!
This is feeling more like it.
The black boxes contain our handpieces. We are touching the handpieces already!!!
Don’t ask me what they are now, but I remember what they do, just that I can’t remember the exact names and I’m not going to make a fool out of myself now. Haven’t been revising. 🙁
Can you believe it? We were even taught how to handle the chairs that we were sitting on. Many knobs and stuff.
The control panel. Damn cool.
See my simulator. A very flexible guy, I like him.
And the steel pipes that run along the bottom is for the compressed air.
And you can even remove the mouth from the simulator. It copies the mechanism of the real jaws.
And this is a saliva ejector!
Now, every handpiece is screwed onto an adaptor of sorts. This adapto has fibre optics in it and will emit light into the handpiece. Each handpiece has fibre optics inside it as well and thus light can ‘bend’ and lit up whichever area of the mouth you’re working on. I’ve never seen this technology in any other dental clinics. AIMST IS MODERN! The equipments are all imported from Germany.
Got to depress the ring around the adaptor to turn the light on.
which handpiece is this? I can’t remember. But it’s for drilling, I think. I THINK.
And it sprays water out too!
But attaching and removing the bur proved to be a bit of a bitch. See how red my thumb is?:(
Another handpiece… oh for the love of god I honestly cannot remember what they are called. Should refer to my book but it is 3am. So let me go ok?
The bigger bur is inserted. Scary looking thing with jagged sides.
Gotta step on the foot pedal to activate the drill and the light as well.
And the light! Very professional looking. But I think it’s supposed to be bigger in the real clinic?
Let’s just hope my enthusiasm remains right up there.
And cavities! We made cavities in class yesterday. I love this so much more than dentures(which I hated at one point. When you do not get a proper occlusion, you feel like screaming.)
Speaking of which, I was trying to soften the entire upper denture by holding the cast and the wax denture on top of the portable stove(temporary measures for leaky gas pipes in the laboratory. And I KNEW it was going to happen, but still I put my cast over the flame.(the model which I built my dentures on). And SURE enough, the wax dentures fell into the flames.
Luckily I didn’t just scream and watch my entire wax dentures(which is about two months of hard labour) melt in the fire. I stuck my hand into the fire and fished my dentures out. THANK GOD. Or else the teeth would have dropped out of the wax dentures and what was left would be a puddle of molten wax. Thank you Jimmy for turning off the gas too!
We were to make cavities to remove the caries. Quite nice lah, using the excavators to remove ’tissue’ along the fissures.
First, we had to copy the outline of the tissue that had to be removed.
We used bits of rubber to act as markers for measuring the depths of our cavities.
And then you can start scraping! Very fun to scrape away at plaster of paris. And the plaster molar is damn cute also.
This is how you measure the depth of your cavity.
We had to make the edge of the cavity really really sharp. This means the walls should be vertical. And then after that, make the walls concave.
This is so that the filling has more retention and also mechanical support.
Hear, you can see my cavity better!
Can’t wait for next week’s classes! More! I want more!
And after practical, Brenda, Lie Yuen and I made a trip to Central Square, the place reeks of cheapness, but the cheaper the place, the better the bargains and the bigger the challenge to find that one piece of treasure. I bought a red and white top which will go so well with my leggings(my sole leggings). And alot of other things. Like two photo albums which look like they cost a bomb but are only RM10. Or even a set of watercolour to do my nail art with. I even bought a belt.
We found a stall which could probably be where the prostitutes of Sungai Petani get their wares.
I mean WHO wears this? You know how we always kutuk Lala fashion, but this is in a whole other ball game. There is nothing quite like what this shop has to offer. The ugliest clothes ever!!
I presume its trampy illegal immigrants(and those who run away from their employers) who don these clothes on and shake their STD ridden asses to the beats of some nauseating dangdut tunes. Really. Lie Yuen would know this. When I see these clothes, I see this scary man/woman figure who haunts us on our long bus trips back to Kedah on the mini tv at the front of the bus. The way the man/woman dances is like trashing his limbs whilst doing aerobics. And then shaking his/her head to the left and right. You know, if you’re a rocker you shake your head to the front and back. But this is like, left, and right. like, what the fuck.
Anyway, yeah, these clothes are scary!
Me giving a disapproving look at the choice of clothings.
Okay, say if it IS lingerie, it’s not even acceptable to be in the same league as sexy lingerie. It’s just plain gross.
And these transparent skirts? To quote Brenda, “See bush meh!??!”
And sometimes you just have NO idea. Perhaps its an inspiration from the Ah Kuas and Prostitutes from Thailand. Most of the stalls in Sungai Petani are run by Thai natives who crossed the border with their cheap clothes(which can be fun sometimes) to earn some cash to bring home.
This is a typical scenario in the concourse area. It’s just mazes and mazes of clothes. Quite ugly la some of them. But for casual shorts and maybe a cute skirt or a funky top or two, should try looking around.
I ask you lah okay, you just try to picture the kind of women that will wear these clothes. Are you shuddering already? That is the exact reason why we decided to take the photos. We tried to imagine too, got very scared and thought it’d be interesting to show our friends how horrendous some clothes can be.
The conservative me finds all these barely there garments extremely distasteful. Absolutely shameful. Tsk. (actually just to let you all see my new frameless glasses which I only use for class.)
Brenda the camera woman for the night. She had a thick enough face to go around snapping photos. Don’t know why she can get away with it. If it’s me, I’ll probably get scolded by some stall keeper already.
Quite nice to shop lah in Sungai Petani.
You’re looking at a huge chunk of my angpow money. 🙁