Finally today is the last day of Obstetric & Gynaecology class after almost 1 month of cycle in the O&G department. Aiyo so tiring. Travel to the hospital take 1 hour, travel back another 1 hour. By 3-4pm when I reach hostel, halfday gone and I’m already half dead and will fall into coma state straight away when I landed on my bed. And now my whole body aches lor. So if someone would offer me free massage now, you will be doing me a big big favor!

And so, there are 2 really good teachers in the O&G department and they taught their students a lot of things. Getting them to teach us should be a blessing in disguise. But they are also feared by the students the most. One of them already 30+ yrs old but was single, unmarried, without children, not even an affair so her mood is like the weather, changes every seconds. She can be nice and smiling at you now and screaming at you the next. But luckily, a kind man came over, proposed to her and took her as his wife and now she is pregnant and is on maternity leave for 2 years.

Another teacher is feared by us because she is a professor and she is too smart and she expect us to be on par with her knowledge. Everyday she will randomly throw you a question from the sky and only God knows the answer but she expect you to answer her within 1 minute. The good outcome from if you don’t know how to answer her question is she skipped to another student for answer, the worst outcome from this is she fail you for today’s class and you have to come back for replacement class (the russian called it atraboka). And by luck/by chance, we got her as our teacher.

So you can imagine how stressful it is for us trying to survive her class. But her class is not as scary as how the other students described. As long as you bring your brain to class and not leave it in the bed, somehow, you will be able to answer her question logically.

I never like O&G because I’m always very blur at it and other teachers are too busy to bother if you have learn enough from them. Now I could catch back 90% of this subject, learn to read a bit of cardiotocogram and ultrasound. So I guess having the most fearsome teacher is not bad at all. At least I forced myself to work a little harder, study a little bit more, ignore other activities a bit more, almost forgotten about my blog for few times and spend a little bit more time sleeping!

And the last day of class, we took a really nice group photo with Prof. Elena N. A.

-The End-

365 days of misery in Russia.
3 continuous days of non-stop studying.
20 out of 57 questions studied.
2 out of 5 exams completed.
1 more month to my Italy trip.

And finally it came. The day that everyone has been waiting for, the Russian Easter Day, this coming sunday. Though I feel stressful, tired and a bit unhappy these few days but… so excited now!

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So happy! I got this!

This is the time where we get to eat this colorful bread. They only sell it during their Easter celebration. Most of the Russians are Orthodox Catholic (neh their cross got another slash wan ler) and they celebrate Christmas, Easter at a different day. They celebrate Christmas on the 10th of January every year and Easter on the 27th April. They are always lagging behind, I know… even our toilet roll also still very primitive like those “yau char kuai” paper.

This bread is the only thing that is so far edible and delicious in Russia. The bread is soft and is filled with raisins inside. For the first time, this year they added extra baby chicky candy on the bread. So cuuuutttteeee hor? dunno want to start from eating which part first. The head or the wings?

Oh… and yuin yin is very smart today lor. Fight with all the big ass babushka (old lady) and got the last bread there! Poor Jane, she didn’t manage to get one so I think we will try again later when they re-stock. Lol.

*>.< chick chick... Help! help!.... chick chick... Jane gonna bites off my head!

*Warning, this post might induce puking, vomiting, nausea, lose of appetite. DO NOT EAT while reading this =).

The sign of spring coming…..

The budding of tulip plant.

Animals, cats, dogs, including insect also mating.

Saw this when I walked back from uni this afternoon. And Edmond accidentally step/kick on them. So I happily ran back and bring my camera to take a picture of it.

They didn’t do it solo…

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It seems like they are enjoying their sex party!

At first I think the picture looks gruesome. Somehow you feel very gelik seeing the pictures of so many bugs. But then after a while, I think this picture is quite beautiful.

For the past 2 weeks, I almost nyawa-nyawa ikan. The hospital for TB is located somewhere very secluded that we have to brave the storm, cross the seven seas, climb the mountains go up and down the hill, cross the river, walk pass the chickens and cows and long windy and rough road to reach the hospital.

I had to wake up so early in the morning, take a bus and then spend about 45 mins to walk the hospital ler and when I go home, I have to walk the same long distance. By the time I reach home, half day already gone and I’ll be sooo tired that I’ll just take a quick shower and take nap right away.

The bus we board will take us to some kampung area with farmhouse and those wooden houses like those in kampung in our country except that their roads are not so developed. Back in our kampung in Malaysia, those folks are so lucky bcos everytime election come, BN will repair the road, put tar and make it nice nice, cover the pothole. We got muddy road here in russian kampung. Swt =_=’ shud I throw away my dirty skechers or shud I wash it?

This is 1 funny thing about russia. They seems to like plastic a lot. This is a house made of plastic material from the roof to the ground. I’m not kidding about this one cos the material is the same like the plastic wall in my hostel.

Every morning the chickens will greet us on the way to the hospital. Say… is there any different between chicken in russia and malaysia? I think our kampung chicken still taste the best =D. Russian chicken got lots of fats and very oily when you cook it.

What happen to the moo moo cow? I guess it’s still quite cold so the cows are still hibernating in the silo. Cos the seniors say during warmer days you’ll see cows, donkeys, goats running around.

When you think about english countryside, it’s beautiful, neat and romantic but this isn’t the case here. Because of the poverty, the farmhouses are not as pretty as those seen in UK. The fence were not made from woods painted in white but are made from rusty used metal from somewhere (I think it looks like those from old mattress).

Then we sort of need to climb up a small hill and walk on a railway for quite a long distance. I’m not sure if this railway track is abandoned because I have not seen any running trains. But it’s fun walking on it, it feels like I’m back to childhood time, seeking for adventures.

This railway bridge marks the middle of our journey. Though it looks scary but it will be a nice background for photos.

Here is the sight of left and right when you are on the bridge.

Don’t look! Don’t look!
There are gap between the wooden planks which we can look through down to the river. Sometimes I feel as if I will step into the hole and fall down. Scary thoughts.

We have come so far… of course must camwhore a bit mah… before the train comes and ram over all of us =P. Sorry Bobby, I’m too poor to get a tripod so mafan you as our photographer. Will use photoshop to edit and paste your face in the photo soon! =D

After 5-10 mins, we go down the hill and turn into a small road. Left and right were abandoned, half torn down, half burnt building remains. The hospital is further down the road. And this is the hospital.

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errhhh…. ooops I forgotten to take a picture of the hospital actually. hahaha. Next time la dude. Next time. I think you will be shock to see how the hospital here looks like. Because it looks more like a haunted house than a hospital.

That’s the end of my long tiring journey to the TB hospital. I officially announced that saturday was our last day there. Yay! And I actually found out that I feel sick not because I got infected with TB but hehehe I was actually too tired and not enough sleep. After sleeping like pig continuously for 2 days in a row, I’m feeling better now. =D

Our life in Russia is boring. What we do is eat sleep play study everyday. So once in a while, we will try to find things to entertain ourselves such as organising a concert or attending one. =D Of course, a lazy fella like me will go and attend one as an audience. If ask me to perform, I think I will scared all the audience away. I have just attended this year deepavali concert just few hours ago.

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I love collecting traditional clothes. This is my saree. Thanks to my groupmate from India, Ramya for dressing me up and decorating me with all those jewelries and beautiful make up done by Sandra, they made me look like one real Indian ah moi.

This picture is incomplete. You must be wondering why 4 of us are squatting down. Actually… we are looking at the following picture on the floor.

Nice isn’t it? Indian culture is amazing. So full of colours, full of light and lively.

They invited russians to perform a traditional russian dance. Wow, I’m attracted to their traditional costume. Aha, I shall ask my teacher where to buy one or get a tailor to make it for me here. I must add this russian traditional costume to my collection!

So… why so little pictures geh? Ehehe the fact is I’m a lousy photographer and besides all the bollywood dancing are too fast for me to capture so most of the pictures turned out blur except for my own syiok sendiri photo. So… so…. mah like dat lor. Terpaksa force you to see my perasan photo. =P