Pizza Hut's greatest concoction yet!

Pizza hut is having this new promotion happening right now, where they are selling a pizza that has 6 different types of cheese on it. Don't ask me the name of the cheeses, I just know it's awesomely awesome when it's melted together.

Oh man. Just thinking about it now, is making me drool a little. Super attractive, right?

Anyway, I didn't even know about it initially because in KL, whenever people think of pizza, they generally go for Domino's. Because it's usually more affordable for college students, with it's 'Buy 1 Get 1 Free' gimmick.  My main reason is because the only pizza outlet in Kuching is Pizza Hut, so why not try something new?

Pizza Junction doesn't really count because... well, I'm not even sure if it's still standing at the moment. Last I heard, it wasn't fairing too well. And the pizzas aren't awesome whatsoever.

Just look at that! Isn't it enough to make you want to pick up the phone and order already?
It's awesomely awesomely good. Especially if it's fresh out of the oven. Surprisingly, it takes about 15-20 minutes just to prepare.

This is what mine looked like. And the smell was heavenly.

I just realized there're a lot of burnt marks on it.. Nevertheless, it was fantasticallyawesome! :)

As a result of this fantasticallyawesome meal, I come to realize that I, now share a burning passion for cheese.

The saltiness from the melted cheese blends perfectly with the sweetness from the pineapple. I ordered the cheesy lava with hawaiian chicken toppings.

A pizza with only the 6 types of cheese by itself, costs RM29.90 whereas by simply adding RM2, you get to add whatever toppings you want like chicken or pepperoni. It's so awesomely worth it!
(My judgement may be clouded but that's only because I've already sampled its greatness. :))

Sorry, domino's who? :)

Stop Child Abuse

The term shouldn't even be placed together in a sentence. It's just wrong.

Whenever I think of the term 'child abuse', I think back to all the sexual child abuse cases I've heard of in the past, like the case of Sharlinie Mohd. I still recall the time I heard her name being repeated over the radio while on the way to school. I also remember her picture being circulated online in news forums and in social networks like Facebook and blogs. I was one of the countless Malaysians that prayed for her safe return to her family. I was also one of the countless Malaysians that were heartbroken when they finally found her.

I can't imagine what that poor girl had to go through but at least, it's over.

The ultimate act I would never want to see again in child abuse is simple, which is that every child is safe from the hands of sexual predators.  It sickens me whenever I read or hear of stories where fathers, uncles, grandfathers or strangers have been molesting or raping their child for months or years. This child - someone who has been entrusted upon them to care for and look after- is forced to go through life with the scars of her traumatic experience. That is, if she even gets to live that long.

Secondly, I would hope that no child is ever physically abused again. There's this article which is based in Klang, in 2007, about a father who kicked his two year old son to death. For whatever the reason, expressing your anger or emotions on your child is NEVER the answer.

How is it possible you get relief from hurting your own flesh and blood? Usually, it's the other way around isn't it? I mean, I'm sure anyone would hunt down whoever that dared to lay a finger on their family. So why is it, this man not only killed his son, but THREW his body in a ditch and threatened his family members if they dared tell anyone about it?

It makes me think that people like this, either have mental issues or had the same traumatic experience growing up.

I strongly believe that when someone is blessed with the gift of caring for another human being, namely a child, they should cherish it fully. There are countless of people who would want to have a child but can't. I've been feeling very maternal for the past year months, and I can't imagine anyone ever wanting to hurt something as precious and pure and innocent, as a child.

This post was inspired by nuffnang and I hope a lot of people get on board with their 'Get On Board' campaign. It's about time people start doing something.

Exams are a pain

I have not left my house for 3 days...
I wake up way pass noon, watch tv, eat, tv, computer, tv, eat, computer, tv, eat, sleep at 4am or so.
I slept at 4 something last night cause I was busy reading Nicholas Spark's Safe Haven online. Got to love the internet.

For some unknown reason, well, maybe it's because I haven't been out in sunlight for a couple of days, but my nose is acting up again. Argh. I am so bleh. I don't do anything besides watching tv or movies or checking facebook. Argh. Wish I could do something more useful with my time. Hmm. Blogging seemed like the best idea, besides, drinking tea. Which I have. Been. Doing. For. Many Days. Now. My mum taught me the art of brewing the perfect cup of tea, the one you get at coffee shops, or even better. Still haven't mastered it completely but I'm getting there.

I've considered going back and reading my notes. To see if my answers in the exam, matched the ones in my notes. Hmm.. I felt kind of unprepared for my third paper. I felt confident on my first paper which was a MCQ and I got an A- if I'm not mistaken. I mean, judging by the number of mistakes I made. The second paper consisted of 24 SAQS and 60 MCQs. That one was alright, I guess. There was one whole page about water and sewage treatment which I, thankfully, had read up on last minute so I could do that. But I completely left out on my genetics and most of my comm med. Which, sadly, came out as well.

I should have really read up on genetics and comm med more detailedly. I absolutely detest genetics because I just don't get anything the notes says. I remember one question was, define recombinant DNA. The subsequent question was 'define recombinant DNA technology'. Haha it's almost funny now to imagine the look at my face or anyone else whom never touched that part of the notes whatsoever. I guess I felt alright about that paper because I could still come up with a lot of bullshit. I think I left two questions blank, basically because I run out of creative yet logical answers. There was another question asking about the services provided by primary healthcare system in Malaysia which completely left me dumbfounded. I made up some nonsense just to fill in the empty spaces and moved on.

Now, the third paper was the one that really killed me. It was the paper that really made me stand back and think, "Wow, gee I could really blow this." What's so special about the third paper is that, instead of sitting down for 2 hours cordially scribbling answers on a desk, we have stations. More specifically, we have 24 stations which contain graphs, pictures, tables, diagrams etc.

My first station was not that great but alright as well. There was a picture of a blastocyst and arrows pointing at the inner and outer layer of it, and at the cavity inside. I had to name them, and I was kicking myself because I drew the small picture a few weeks ago and stuck it in my handy dandy notebook which never parted from me. I remembered vaguely the names and scribbled down what I could.

In 5 minutes, a buzzer ran and everyone had to stand up and move to the subsequent station which was only like one feet away. One of the things to know about me is, I do not work well under pressure. Add a 5 minute timer to the recipe, and I'm bound to burn whatever it is I'm suppose to make. I learnt this a long time ago, like when I was in Form 3 and in some sewing class. For the life of me, I couldn't get the stitches right and my teacher came over and yelled into my face, shouting obscenities (alright they weren't exactly obscenities but she was really angry and scary.. and evil.. and.. mean.. and no one liked her.. yeah..)

Instead of the light bulb switching on or whatever like in the movies, my brain kind of just shut down and my mind was a blank. I stopped working, stopped moving, maybe even stopped breathing for that few seconds that followed. I don't know how some people excel under pressure but I'm most certainly not of the same breed. All things considered, I'm the exact opposite actually.

Where was I? Oh yeah. The third paper was horrible and I came out really sad and a little depressed. After discussing the ordeal with my friends, I realized I made even the simplest of mistakes in the questions that I should have scored. That was as painful as stubbing my toes. For instance, (and I really can't emphasize how stupid this was) there was a picture of several viruses under the microscope and we were suppose to name them. Instead of the obvious answer which was rabies virus, I wrote down the family virus name of rabies which is rhabdovirius. Completely idiotic of me. I didn't bother rechecking cause I've seen that picture a thousand times and rabies is one of those special and distinctive viruses that with one glance at the microscopic picture, you'll know it was rabies.

Yet, the oh so brilliant one got it wrong. Fool. I'm annoyed. TV time. Bleh.

Cheers

P.S. on a totally unrelated topic whatsoever, this made me laugh.

whaat? first year? done? seriously?

Wow, time just flew right by me. A statement proven by my last post which is entitled 'week 4 of med school'. I have no idea what week it is now. I just know that my exams have ended. My-big-arse-important-exam-which-decides-whether-I-stay-in-med-school-or-get-kicked-out exam. Yeah, piece of cake.

Can't believe it's finally over. Now, all that's left is the torturous wait for the results on the 19th. Excellent. So now I'm back home, anxiously awaiting my destiny? Alright, that was a little melodramatic. But I am a wee bit anxious though. I'm pretty sure I'll be posting again on the 18th. Hmm.

Will post more about my first year some other time. Hate wordy posts. Well, to be fair, this isn't very wordy but the tv's calling my name.

Took this during a roadtrip to Ipoh.