Rubella

I have miserably decided to countermand my intention to attend my best friend's birthday party at tonight after my doctor had diagnosed that I'm infected with rubella, a highly contagious disease.

I googled for the symptoms of rubella, they are mild fever, headache, loss of appetite, mild conjunctivitis ( no wonder I feel pain whenever I twist my eyeballs ) , a stuffy nose ( this is torturing ) , swollen lymph nodes ( yes I have one behind my left ear ) , rashes appeared on the face spreading downwards ( my mother did worry if I got dengue fever ) etc.

I was wrong when I related my illness to the extreme hot temperature, instead it is more likely that I was infected during the medical check up in the hospital. Hospital is indeed a dangerous place.

It would be considered as selfish if I'm still being stubborn to spread the virus among my friends in the party, who knows one of them is now pregnant? :p

Note: Rubella may cause miscarriage or the baby can be born with severe disorders.

Chain letter abuse

Don't be fooled by this cynical hoax by forwarding it on. Somehow it irritates me in the sense that the killing job could seemingly be done in such an easy way, ridiculous. I would consider it as a kind of ignorant spam created by those kid who didn't know how to fill up their boredom in a better way. The basic premise of the hoax - " Organisation X will donate Y cent to victim Z every time this messege is forwarded " is just a phycological trick to the recipients, which just doesn't come true. If you are really ardent towards the poor maybe you shall visit here rather than forwarding the hoax blindly.

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I'm feeling sick for the whole day and I guess the main reason is exposing myself towards the extreme heat during the treasure hunt in yesterday. Besides, I didn't get enough rest nowadays, causing my immune system to be more vulnerable. I would like to sleep now rather than searching stuffs to be shared in my blog. Good night.

Treasure Hunt

Feeling exhausted and resisting my heavy eyelids from closing, I'm trying to create my 21th post.

I participated in a treasure hunt contest held by YMM ( Young Malaysian Movement ) in this morning. There were twenty groups which consisted of two persons each, riding bicycles and solving the tricky and mind-boggling questions all along the 50km roads. We scoped out every details in banners, shop signs and even the small torn advertisements of illegal money lending which were pasted everywhere especially for the questions which required us to find the small codes, serial number or something like that. Some of the other questions didn't deal with luck so much, instead, the logical thinking and analysing ability would do. We violated the rules by grouping six contestants as one of our strategies. It worked so well. We deceived the other contestants by distracting their attention to the wrong spot intentionally ( it was funny ) rather than staring at the object that supposed to be the answer. This was our strategy too. We were requested to collect the aluminium cans we found anywhere while protecting a small egg given by the authority. We ended up by winning RM30 each after dividing the cash we had won equally :p

It is a creative activity in promoting green environment, no cars, no pollution.

Medical check up

It was the fourth time I went to the Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah for medical check up in this morning. My friends and I had made a wrong decision to choose this "old hospital" instead of Kedah Medical Centre which could have completed our check up within two days.

We were ordered to fill in the forms beside the counter in the first visit which could be frustrating as we needed to repeat writing our names, IC numbers, home addresses which were the longest and all of us got fed up and started blaming about what we could think of. We peed into two urine containers and got our blood extracted on the same day. I could feel the pain when one of my friend was torturing by a nurse who could hardly find his vein and poked the needle in and out for about 6 times. When we were going for our Mantoux test ( test if we acquire tuberculosis ) , the nurse appointed us to visit the TB department on the next day, therefore I thought the whole process must be complicated and time consuming, but I found myself wrong in the second visit.

The whole Mantoux test ended up within 5 minutes by injecting a small amount of tuberculin beneath our skin that would be swelling for a while after that. I wondered why the nurse ( or medical officer ) wasn't willing to do the same easy-looking task during our first visit. I was shocked when I accidentally saw that there was a bruise at the part where my blood was extracted. My friend told me it was normal.

It was our third visit to Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah to examine whether we did have the possibility to acquire TB by measuring the diameter of induration which was explained that it was due to our natural immune respond towards the bacterial protein. My induration showed 6mm. According to the medical officer ( or nurse ) , those whose induration size exceeds 10mm are in high-risk category. We were then joking with another friend who had his size greater than 10mm by not socialising with him anymore. My bruise was getting more serious.

Today we got our reports for the urinalysis and blood test. However the report for the blood test was not completed. We have to take our next visit, which is the fifth visit, which I didn't expect, to another hospital in order to complete it. Everyone had measured his or her height, weight, blood pressure and sight ability. After that, we headed to the clinics and consulted another medical officer respectively. Actually this was the last step to certify our medical check up forms. Ahah! My bruise can still be seen clearly.

I wonder if there will be the sixth time.

Reading

Except those needed to score in "literature part" in English papers when I was in secondary school, I didn't read any English novel since I was small. I didn't like to write essays in English until I had realised that my poor command in this language was worse than any average standard three students in Singapore when I was form four. I started my efforts to pull my level back by writing more often but it was already too late. Luckily I managed to score an A1 in the English paper for SPM due to the low threshold in getting that so called excellent grade (almost half of the candidates in my school got grade A) , but miserably I got B4 in the GCE O-Level. I'm the particular person if I'm going to put the blame on someone.

Reading in English was just too far away from me by then. But I think it is still the best way to acquire the literacy by ourselves and reduce the redundancy made while writing, therefore I bought an English novel in this afternoon. I guess I will spend the following time in reading my first-buy-English-novel :p

Hot weather

I guess everyone around me has sensed the extreme hot weather nowadays and been wondering if it has something to do with the global climate change. The sun is still blazing, emitting scorching heat. The wind is playing hide-and-seek with us and there are no more kites in the sky. I suspect the highest weather temperature recorded during these days could be rising to more than 35 degree Celsius. I'm sweating although I've set my fan speed to the maximum. I googled the weather forecast for my area, Alor Star for the next 4 days and glad to see it will be raining continuously. If the prediction is true, it will be a welcome sight indeed.

The hot melting weather is one of the symptoms indicating the adverse effect towards the environment disturbance. I've come across with plenteous notices in TV channels and brochures which promoting a pasture green environment. There is now a particular theme in this issue on Discovery channel and a series of documentaries concerning our environment is already available. There have been researches, studies and calculations about the emission of greenhouse gases which contribute the most towards the rising average global temperature. I could roughly remember there were statistics splitting our daily routines into every single action which is causing CO2 emission and taking it into account to calculate the quantity of the CO2 emission. I googled again. The results are shocking.

Here I reveal the statistic about your CO2 footprint when using Internet:

• For each google search, the CO2 emission is 6.8 grams ( same emission as 56 meters of Toyota Prius or running 170 meters )
• For each EBAY auction, the CO2 emission is 55 grams ( same emission as 420 meters of Toyota Prius or running 1275 meters )
• For each blog posted, the CO2 emission is 850 grams ( same emission as 7.6 kilometers of Toyota Prius or running half a marathon )

If you wonder why the amount appears to be so great, I can clarify this to you that the computer terminal is using electricity whereas the data centre operated by Google around the world is consuming power exceedingly. Research suggested that information technology now causes 2% of the global CO2 emission.

Gosh! I'm contaminating the environment while improving English through blogging :p

Sorry

45 minutes, I have been staring at the computer screen for that long. It is getting tougher for me to post every single article now. I'm running out of ideas and feeling desperate that I didn't improve at all. I'm sorry for those who put high hope on me.

I'm depressed now for some reasons which I don't really clear about and start thinking melancholically. I can't control my emotion well, maybe it has something to do with my fluctuating hormone level, the unhappy scenes keep echoed in my mind. I don't like this feeling. It invokes sorrow, disappointment, sorriness , anxiety, anger, dissatisfaction etc.

It is horrible and unpleasant when I spent my time to recall my ugly dark side. I hurt the people around me whether intentionally or not. I took so many things for granted without realising it. I care only my own benefits, while depriving others. I said too much that I shouldn't be saying. I didn't really help when I was helping. I brought more troubles than happiness. I was ignorant and childish when I didn't know how to criticise something in proper manners. I was so persistent in some circumstances, eventually messing the things up. I lied and tried to cover my lies by lying more. I said sorry but I didn't mean it. I gave empty promises. I was too wrong.

I'm truly sorry, so sorry. Please forgive me if I did any offense to you, my family, my friends or who I don't even know your name.

Tonight is not my night.