Come Fly With Me
I have not been this happy for at least 2 years.
For a long time I've been depressed, angry or just plain fed up. I refused to go out with friends - or at least not often, felt inadequate and basically just moped around. Never mind about the reasons - the point is that was who I was for a long time.
For the past 2 weeks however I have regained a little of the me that I used to be - I remember again how it used to be when I was happy. It is a strangely foreign yet familiar feeling.
It's like flying.
Labels: Life
Endodontic Antics
We had the best demonstrator for Endodontics that anybody could ever ask for.
He helps us whenever we're stuck, never criticizes, and the furthest he goes is just mild sarcasm with no judgment.
No "You guys should really know this by now" speaches.
No "...You guys are idiots!"
Amusingly, he was working at getting the GP point to length. He paused suddenly and started digging around in his pockets.
Me and my friend thought silently,"
Surely his mobile phone is ringing."
Instead, he calmly pulls out a plastic bag, shakes it loose and serenely fishes out a 2% taper #40 GP cone out of the many sizes of cones he had - as if it was the most natural thing in the world to walk around with GP cones in one's pockets.
If that isn't proof that he loves his job, I don't know what is.
Dear Endo Demonstrator, we shall miss you next semester.
Labels: Dental School
Quizzes
| What Your Dreams Mean... |
Your dreams seem to show that you're a bit disturbed... but nothing serious.
You may have a problem you're trying to work out in your sleep.
Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities.
You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.
You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind. |
| The Keys to Your Heart |
You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.
You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.
In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now. |
Back With A Vengeance
I haven't really been into shopping lately, mainly because of my 2 month full on obsession with knitting. For a while, that monster lay dormant, waiting for the right time to rear its ugly head.
Now that I'm supposedly studying for an oral med test tomorrow, I've been browsing around and have fallen in love all over again. Items I'm currently lusting over include:
1. Hermes Scarves - I don't know why but I just really want them. They look so good they're almost works of art. I don't care if it's a little grandmotherly to wear scarves - they are gorgeous.
2. Louis Vuitton Agendas - Time and again I've been contemplating if I should get one of them - the extreme price being my only deterrent. Also the question of functionality - would I
really use it? But once again I have the desire to own one of these.
Siiiggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh.
Labels: Shopping
Mountain Of Cashmere
So I went a little overboard. I saw cashmere, fell in love with various colors and spent a fortune.
This is what's sitting in my room right now.
Have started on a slanted neck pullover which is almost finished. Will post picture when I can be bothered.
Labels: Knitting
Have You Ever Been In Love?
A group of us were sitting around and my friend posed this question.
"Have you ever
really been in love?"
Various responses came from us. However, some were just scarily similar.
"Well, I thought I had - but I hate him now."
"Well, I thought I had - but I hate him now."
"Well, maybe - but I hate him now."
"Yeah, I guess so. But now I just think she's a bitch."
It was my turn.
"I would have to say yes. I tried to hate him, but I still can't hate him now."
There.
Partial Dentures
I was sick of it. The filling fell off where the rest seat was supposed to be. After replacing the filling, the denture just wouldn't sit without rocking.
My demonstrator cooly said we'd just have to cut off the rest seat. Voila, instant perfect seating.
Patient was so happy.
Patient: What is your name? I don't remember.
Me: ...My name? It's Dental Girl.
Patient: Ohh...okay, Dental Girl. Thanks so much for doing this.
I've been treating him for nearly a
year.
I guess there's nothing like getting a good dentures to make the patient think that it might be a good idea to know who is treating him.
Labels: Dental School
There's Got To Be More To Life
I went to a party yesterday and got introduced to somebody who was not a dentist, a future dentist or anything to do with the dental industry.
I realized then that most of my circle of friends are somehow in the dental world. And when we meet up, invariably we talk about dentistry, our classes, our work, our lecturers, etc.
Even when I meet up with friends who have nothing to do with dentistry, all I can talk about is how bizzarre my patients are and how I just extracted my first tooth. And they just stare at me blankly or humour me.
I'm a terrible conversationalist.
This has got to
change.
Labels: Ramblings
Hypocritical
I haven't been reading many blogs lately but when I do, things that used to interest me seems so trivial and insignificant. Some blogs are downright bimbotic.
Then I realised, people are probably saying that about me too.
I think I shall shut up now.
Labels: Life
Oops...
I set off to do a 32D and a 33M restoration for my patient.
Somehow - with the help of a matrix band between the two teeth - I
still managed to fuse the two teeth together.
Demonstrator was not impressed.
Had to redo the fillings.
Incidentally, it was probably because I was high on orange solvent.
My patient's BO is so bad the moment he comes into the area I involuntarily stop breathing. Therefore, sprayed orange solvent on my mask and lived on that.
The strange thing is that nobody else can smell his particular brand of odour. Apparently it's just
me.
Yet another fantastic day in the undergraduate clinic.
Labels: Dental School
Hands of a Surgeon
I like nice hands in a guy.
A surgeon had one of the best hands I had ever seen.
How do I describe the perfect hand? Well, I can only see that it is a perfect blend of perfect nails, perfect veins, perfect skin and perfect size.
Sigh.
Labels: Dental School
Fluffy Pink Cables
This is my first cabled project.
I worked it in pink mohair, which produced a cloud-like scarf with beautiful fluffiness and warmth.
Happiness.
Labels: Knitting
Dycal Again
I have never lightcured Dycal. Never thought it needed curing.
Then I happened to assist a friend who cured it - and another friend who was assisting me told me that Dycal should be lightcured. Confused, I just did it. After all, an extra curing never hurt anyone.
Except I did it in front of the demonstrator.
With disdain, "Dycal is
not lightcured."
Why do I always go out of the way to look like an idiot in front of my demonstrator? WHY?
Labels: Dental School
I Want To Leave
Being in a group is a lot like being in a relationship I feel.
There's always people wanting to leave, people not wanting people to leave, people wanting desperately that the other people are going to stay, constant pressure being put on.
I want to leave.
How do I phrase it so that people don't feel offended? Because the truth is that I do not enjoy meeting up, do not have the motivation to meet up and do not want to meet up. I prefer to spend my weekends knitting, going to knitting class, watching movies, eating leisurely lunches or doing nothing. Not meeting up.
How do I say that in a polite manner?
1. I don't have the time - can be easily countered with "But you have time to go to
knitting class!?!
2. I'm busy - countered with we'll change it to a time when you are free.
3. I have too much work I don't want to leave the house - you will feel better after hanging out for a while.
I JUST WANT TO LEAVE.
There.
Labels: Life
