Friday, September 4, 2009
phew..firstly happy birthday 2 pervin=) lots has been going on in the lab reports, assignments and tests dept..now we finally have some time out and i feel we can take a breather.that is, before the next round of tests.haha.and then its a short break.looking forward to going home!=) lots of love till my next post;)
Thursday, August 20, 2009
some pictures of us at Cameron Highlands. the trip was supposed to be for another reason but it was changed at the last minute.correction. we had to change it. anyway we had quite a good time i think.fresh cool air,beautiful flowers and plants and of course strawberries..or durian??=P these are all the pictures i have so far.waiting for more=)
at a strawberry farm(delish waffles n the strawberrys for tasting)
hehehe yoka n suren at gurdwara with me

at a strawberry farm(delish waffles n the strawberrys for tasting)
hehehe yoka n suren at gurdwara with me
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
they put out puzzles for us!i didn’t know whether to laugh or cry,or to kick at the pile.there were also newspapers,some uni newsletters and some magazines.i looked at the stack warily,then return to my room.this is DAY 3. im in isolation. As I was having fever (38.9) and cough on the day I went to the PK, I was given a 7 day stay.awesome.. yes, I cried. I didn’t want to be in isolation. then I just accepted the fact, ate, took my meds and slept. A lot.that’s the best way to overcome your flu/fever rite?so I did it.. on the 2nd day keeru ka tells me she’s not well and won’t be able to visit me.i felt a little sad but hoped she’d be okay. the others did come to see me though. my roommate is an adorable first year,my junior it turns out. a very nice girl.i have no problems staying with her. she was so hardworking, studying when she wasn’t resting.
day 3 brings more tears for me. Don’t get me wrong, im not a big crier. But sometimes I surprise myself.on the 3rd day, I wake up, have a shower and am about to have breakfast when the JKPP person tells us to be ready, we’re to be transferred to campus. the first 2 days, we were in a wing of the hostel.now they were taking us to the campus near the health facilities. it was crap, at least to me. I wanted to run! since that goes better in movies, I do the next best thing- cry on the phone to mom. but towards evening (after crying quite a bit to mum/akkas) I feel a bit better. Thanks to the endless messages, calls and everyone who prayed..
mum tells me I have to face this and its just a phase. I tell myself to pull it together thanks to the loads of encouragement. at night when my temperature is taken its gone down a little which makes me a little happier. the funny messages (like jeevi ka scolding me) put a smile on my face. everyone tells me 2 pray.
day 4 the nurses come pretty early around 9-ish. I make a mad dash for the bathroom and take a hurried shower. then I dress and get ready for temp. its gone down it seems. the nurses inform me when ask that 7 days means 7 days. I also must be able to keep my temp down for at least 24 hours w/out meds.
day 5 and 6 are pretty much the same with me eating,taking meds and hoping to get out badly. I really appreciate the help and support from the dear dear people called my friends who were there 4 me..on day 6 I ask the doc if I can go and get no 4 an answer..oh no I think wil I be able to escape the next day I wonder,as he hands me a new med 4 my cough.
so anyway that’s how 6 days pass and on the 7th day im let out of my ‘jail’. doc says my cough is better and I happily run 2 my room, pack and my coursemate-bless him takes me back to the hostel. so happy I was to be back. still am =)God bless us all.thanx again everyone n thank u God.
day 3 brings more tears for me. Don’t get me wrong, im not a big crier. But sometimes I surprise myself.on the 3rd day, I wake up, have a shower and am about to have breakfast when the JKPP person tells us to be ready, we’re to be transferred to campus. the first 2 days, we were in a wing of the hostel.now they were taking us to the campus near the health facilities. it was crap, at least to me. I wanted to run! since that goes better in movies, I do the next best thing- cry on the phone to mom. but towards evening (after crying quite a bit to mum/akkas) I feel a bit better. Thanks to the endless messages, calls and everyone who prayed..
mum tells me I have to face this and its just a phase. I tell myself to pull it together thanks to the loads of encouragement. at night when my temperature is taken its gone down a little which makes me a little happier. the funny messages (like jeevi ka scolding me) put a smile on my face. everyone tells me 2 pray.
day 4 the nurses come pretty early around 9-ish. I make a mad dash for the bathroom and take a hurried shower. then I dress and get ready for temp. its gone down it seems. the nurses inform me when ask that 7 days means 7 days. I also must be able to keep my temp down for at least 24 hours w/out meds.
day 5 and 6 are pretty much the same with me eating,taking meds and hoping to get out badly. I really appreciate the help and support from the dear dear people called my friends who were there 4 me..on day 6 I ask the doc if I can go and get no 4 an answer..oh no I think wil I be able to escape the next day I wonder,as he hands me a new med 4 my cough.
so anyway that’s how 6 days pass and on the 7th day im let out of my ‘jail’. doc says my cough is better and I happily run 2 my room, pack and my coursemate-bless him takes me back to the hostel. so happy I was to be back. still am =)God bless us all.thanx again everyone n thank u God.
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