An Artistic Journey

To the hospital a tad too many times when…

1. When you’re sick and your family wants to send you to the hospital, you already knew that you have to pack. (Clothes, toiletries, food, drinks)
2. You pack because partly you knew the doctors are going to admit you to the hospital eventually.
3. You knew what to expect from the staff at the hospital. (Rude as always)
4. You knew the procedure by heart. (Triage first, then they take your blood,
5. You’ve got nothing better to do while waiting 4 full hours to see the doctor so you complaint about the long hours that you have to wait because you’re practically very ill but you still have to wait for 4 freaking hours to just see the doctor.
6. You start comparing the hospital that you’re in with other hospitals that you have been to. (The services, the food, the nurses, the doctors - Though I think mostly they’re all the same everywhere)
7. You just know that the doctor who’s attending you is bloody idiot the moment you saw her and not to mention the fact that she’s disrespectful to the patients and the patients’ relatives.
8. You’re fully prepared with entertainment to keep you busy while you’re being stuck for God-knows-how-long at the hospital and doing nothing but sleep. (MP3 player, PSP, Books)
9. You also don’t expect people to come to see you because well, apparently you’ve been to the hospital too many times and sometimes, none of them even show up. But it doesn’t matter anyway because you already knew what to expect.
10. You don’t mind being jabbed here and there with needles anymore.
11. You no longer feel uncomfortable with the bed and surroundings. In fact, you feel like home.

It was Malaysia’s 12^th General Election last Saturday.

Though I was unable to vote (I was still underage during the registration period. *sobs*), but I keep myself updated with the General Election.

All I can say is that I was pretty shocked by the results though I couldn’t say that we (Malaysians) didn’t see it coming. But well some of us didn’t expect it to be like this. All I can say is that the election was pretty tense this time.

I am pretty happy with the results that came from my hometown. My “kampung halaman” which is Johor (Well, there were 6 seats taken by the opposition but that’s another story) although not so much on the overall results of the General Election. But that’s that. I don’t want to say much here. I mean, I don’t want to turn my blog into some political issues. But the public has spoken I guess and by the looks of it and from what the professionals has said, the public is rooting for some changes in Malaysia. Well, let’s just hope Malaysia doesn’t change too much. Coz frankly speaking, I am not so much of a person who’s up for a change. But we’ll see how it goes shall we? I mean, it’s not like I have any other choice anyway, right? Besides, what do I have to complaint when my hometown favours for constancy?

Now I know a lot of people might be against this. But each of us are entitled to our opinions and these are merely just my opinion and from my own point of view. I tried to not be as biased as possible and my analyses are not just based on my own opinions but also from what I read and watch from the Medias and tabloids.