Life in Edwards Hall...

Time flies I've been here for a month now in Newcastle, Australia. I just remembered how home sick I was on the first day I arrived here. I cried myself to bed as I miss my family terribly. Orientation week was fun, with all the parties organised just to spice things up. The parties were basically accompanied with loud music and liquor. I had one beer or two, as not to get drunk. There were parties everyday, until I came to a point that they were boring after all.

It was then that I came to know that Australians were heavy drinkers. They don't dance during parties because their sole purpose was to get drunk, which explains the shitty music blarred from those speakers. The level of sound pollution at my corridor was still bearable, foul language is a common etique here. I am pretty immune to the F*** word now. People here are friendly as well, especially my neighbour.She is a straightforward girl who speaks her mind. I like her.

The worse person I ever met so far is my AA, Academic assistant. Well, he is rude with no respect for others. He is nothing but an imbecile person. I just wondered how he was chosen to be the AA, which was suppose to take care of our welfare. But anyway, I don't want to have anything associated with him.

The food here are quite tasty, but I just miss asian food so much especially my mum's Assam Laksa. But they can't cook Asian food, as they taste very bad. I just remembered I ate only white rice with soya sauce because the food was unbearable.

Other than that, it was still ok. I might move out to off-campus after this year. I do wish to cook my own food, and have the freedom to cook my mum's signature dish. I am getting busy, so I have not much time to miss home for now...

Sorry for the late update...I was too lazy to do that.

Freaky Medical check-up...

Just went for medical check-up last Friday ( The week before I left to Australia)…
This is something I must write about…
I went to the oldest and filthiest clinic ever known in my life…
Black switches were used with the yellow ceiling fans spinning above….well, not to mention the spider web dwindling from the corners…
I never expected to see this besides from movies in the 60’s… Benches were made of thin wood with paint and cemented floors…
My visit to the washroom was very ‘pleasant’ as well…The odor was unbearable…
There was no proper sink for me to wash my hands, mold was visible in the worn cemented sink…
Well…
Here comes by the doctor, a jovial old man in his 60’s which enlightened me with his Genting Highland jokes…
The nurses were middle aged aunties and examined the power of my eyesight as if they were the optometrist speaking rough Cantonese…I don’t think it is appropriate for me to describe his office…. It was so untidy that I will not recognize it to be the office of a doctor if not for his sign board at the front door…
Anyway... I am not trying to jeopardize the image of a doctor…
But it is very important for the people who serve in the heath care sector to be hygienic…
Do not forget that patients entrusted their health to doctors when they seek their advice,
So for people in white robes, just always remember that cleanliness is the best policy.