Auscultating : Dogathon 2015

It happened in 2016 this time round due to a rabies outbreak last year, leading to a ban in dog activities by our dean in September.

However, the spirit still remains and the crowd we had this year was rowdier than ever!

Being my 5th year in Dogathon, I've finally jumped out the force labor bandwagon and get into skilled labor this year instead.

Medieval called this year with our furry friends, for the theme revolving all elements to make Dogathon 2015 a success; bravo to all decor, promotional leaflets, videos as well games!

Being the skilled labor, I volunteered in the Physical Examination booth for the event in the earliest slot. Plenty of people do not understand why I had to wake up at 5.30 am in that morning to help out; because I had to attend the shift for dog race participants come at 6 am!

I had to pair with a 5th year senior for her to guide me through the PE since she was the experienced one, but I basically work well with all DVM 5s so the whole day was a breeze~What we do as volunteers there basically is to check on the basic health of the dogs participating Dogathon to see if they are fit with criteria such as:

- not severely infested with tick
- puppies unvaccinated completely
- bitches on heat
- overly uncooperative dogs.

It was really fun being the PE labor because I get to see a lot of different owners and dogs, communicating with them as well as practicing history taking. While I need to be extremely careful to not make any suggestions to the owners as I am yet a licensed vet, I enjoyed the whole process despite the sweat and a dog bite from a 30kg German Shepard Dog.

This year, I even had the chance to help out in performing the PE for Malaysia's Fire Fighting Squad dogs, for they are the sweetest dogs around! They were Cockerspaniels and Labradors trained in UK to scent out flammables like kerosene when they work with their partners in missions. I didn't realize I was being filmed, despite that my senior managed to mask my face.

I only had till 10.30 am around the event bec

ause I had to attend cases in the Large Animal Ward under my ruminant rotation, but it was good enough for me to make a good stroll to meet people I know.

The event is a noble and fun one, hopefully it doesn't stop after this year's!

Buffetting : DogathonTM 2014

I can't believe I spent 5 minutes trying to log in, only to find out I've actually changed my password to T's full name in Thai before I could log in! It's alright, I can always keep it there, no one knows T's real name anyway.

Back to Dogathon 2014, finally the first year which I'm no longer a part of it, and as a FULL participant. One would wonder how would I not be a full participant in my clinical years; because I DEFINITELY will and want to be part of it as a senior who is helping out in the Physical Examination or Veterinary Consultation booths.

So readers out there who wanna see me for sure, the following 2 years are your chance! But, who would wanna do that anyway, right?

The theme this year was military based- with the tag line: Battlefield, In Dog We Trust.

The succession of the event is probably gauged by the fact that they have managed to break the previous Malaysian Book of Records in the largest dog gathering in Malaysia, of 1216 registered dogs by 1.00pm that faithful Sunday.

The ambassador of the event this year was a local DJ, pretty famous among the Chinese locals : One FM William San

From close proximity he is a pretty down-to-earth person even with his status as a local celebrity, without hesitant in every request for a photo. I personally didn't go ga-ga all over him or have taken any pictures; some how I'm pretty over the stardom thingy these days; but I did manage to steal a greeting smile with him when we were in the VIP booth; as the ex-codirector some how.

Instead of participating in the activities for dogs, I'd rather became a really chillax participant this year. The only thing I was here is to support the juniors for their hardwork; as well as a good ol' buddy line picnic outing to catch up for the time we have missed. Just a few hours, but it meant a lot because we could really connect throughout the whole session. The rest of the day was pretty much spent walking around the booths, pestering juniors as well as some of my original batchmates.

The thing going on which allowed me to become a non-organizing committee of any sorts is due to the fact that I was the co-director last year, but I am not a DVM4 yet to be qualified as a physical examination vet-student yet(which I was told I could because the procedures were extremely simple).

But, being able to steal a year just to walk around and have fun without ANY responsibility is extremely rewarding for myself, holistically. At least zero pressure this year. Maybe just one thing, the juniors borrowed my mom's pick up truck to send stuffs; to my delight both my mum and juniors were totally happy to have their ways.

Congratulations to the co-directors in breaking the record! Extremely proud of my successors!

Conclusion, I enjoyed my Dogathon as a non-dog bringing participant. It's a cool place to even have a picnic, but at the same time feel the love from the other participants.


See you guys next year then!

Buffetting : Ending 2013

Well, its about what every blogger is going to post about ain't it? 2013 has been sweet, bitter, sour and lotsa spiciness throughout the year. So let's take a flash back on what happened in every month in 2013:

January: Noticing that I'm actually finally back in the saddle of vet school, ending my first semester back again in vet school. It has been a nightmare roller-coaster struggle trying to get back to this saddle; and my first semester has indeed very well been spent. My relationship with the coursemates became so much closer; only to realize this is going to be short-lived. The club trips, Vetsoul trips, as well as our very own Vetcamp, has certainly bonded us in ways beyong imagination.

February: More bonding took place because of all the intense faculty activities which require all of us to stick in together in working for a better reputation of our batch. At some point, I swear the second semester was all about bonding for the whole batch. One incident took toll on me the most was when the 2nd chances got back together; giving me quite an impact. It wasn't a problem before in semester 1, but it became an issue because I had to be extra careful around her now; as we were working very closely as the Co-directors. However, we resolved our issues when I opened up to her about T; which I'm glad I did because that helped clear things between us for better efficiency in working Dogathon.

March: The semester never ended with bonding, pretty much all the events are cramped in one full semester. The vet dinner and vet sport events were crazy simply because our batch was the one organizing it. Every single manpower matters. The dinner turned out to be fantastic while we actually won overall champion for Vet Sport; with a round holder for the Bashir Cup; the cup named after our former dean.

April: April went on with several outings and events also; the last faculty event namely Majlis Silaturahim  which challenges the vet students which creativity and cultural experiences; instead of submerging ourselves in the sea of delocalized medical books all year long. I swore we could have won the Ali Cup; the cup named after the professor initiating the event, but the judging system this year thinks otherwise.

May: Mundane, but stuffs happened too. The most significant event is probably what I'd actually knew about the Best bud, and we talked it out as an adult. I feel like that whole part of best bud life, I totally have missed it out. It has been 4 fucking years he've been there; I didn't bother to ask nor care about that part of his life. It made me feel really bad, because I don't even dare to say I know him well anymore. Things have been going well until today; what I hope is things will get better, for both of us.

June: Filled with practicals. I've been to pig farm, chicken farm, and cattle farm crossing 3 different states throughout the practicals. Ending the 4th semester in UPM was pretty heavy, but it made me realized that; I don't have much time with the previous batch, and there is this need to bond better with the next junior batch. Wake up call much?

July: The practicals ended in a month's time, probably the longest one among my friends because I took 2 weeks of cattle farm practical. What has impacted most in this month was the fact that I might not be looking into the livestock industry as I look at before. I have been awarded the "typical city boy" title, and I would like to honor that; because I simple work best in a city setting. This practical has certainly made me think twice about my career outcome in the livestock industry.

August: Needless to say, it has been the most magical month for me. I'd probably need to set it as a month to be worshiped because of the nature of the month to me. I spent my first birthday overseas, something which I have longed to do since the dawn I set eyes on Japan because I wanted to have my tertiary education outside Malaysia; I failed, but spending it in Chiang Mai on the Queen's birthday was downright awesome. The Chiang Mai conference and trip was definitely enlightening, changing my views on Thailand forever; while I was luck enough to have met T there. It has been the best August ever, and I guess my birthday present, best one ever is to have met T

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same ol hint, T is in here

September: Stepping back into the university again after the semester break was different; simply because I've finally experienced the life outside of university during a long break for once. Juggling between life with T, trying to sort out everything for Dogathon as well as stepping down as the student rep; not to mention academics, everything was like a roller coaster ride in September. Surviving September 2013, was really a challenge.

October: DogathonTM 2013 is definitely the highlight. An event which our whole batch spent 1 whole year to prepare. The largest dog gathering in Malaysia, no joke man. It was a success, although I swear I was going to break down when it rained like cats and dogs 4am in the morning; the sun manage to shine in at 7am to make the whole Bt Ekspo a blazing oven throughout the day. Luck was really on our side. No regrets in taking up the role as the Co-director;and I couldn't have picked the best team; my whole batchmates DVM 2016.

November: Stepping down from SRC, Relieving role as Co-director and 4 core subjects had made my life a lil dainty, light and lost. The thing that I was given time to do most was, preparing for the transition. Of course I had more time to drool over T, but T wasn't free due to examination constraints. I've also made a bold decision in getting a plane ticket to Chiang Mai on April 2014 for a practical, and to meet T for Songkran. People out there, you know what Songkrans mean to the circle ait?

December: Settling all the matters aside in November, December was the time for me to connect more with my friends, family as well as T. I didn't have much time to get my body into shape because my back is still on treatment, but I certainly have made lots of connections. Seeing that I will have more time in the future semesters with my loose schedules, I should totally reconsider going back home on weekends. It's not like anyone would need me to be around anymore, since everyone is pre-occupied with their loved ones and all.

In a nutshell, 2013 has been a great year.

A year which I have managed to live and transitioned; giving me enough time and preparation to move on to my next phase in life;

A phase without workload to serve others,
A phase with a person matters a lot to me,
A phase which I can focus a lot more on the art and practice,
A phase with more self-discovery and enrichment.

2014, time for the next phase of my life.

How was your 2013?

Buffetting : Emptiness

Being busy for the largest event I took up in my life for the past 12 months, the abrupt let go seemed so anti-climatic. Probably because we have yet to settle some issues, monetary or management wise with everyone else's tests going on in week 5.

I guess I was being insensitive to one of the girls. I was really prepared to tell them about T, how we met, how this relationship is really going.

So and so when I texted the reply was she has no mood for it. I baffled, almost to the extent of screwing this whole shit, until she replied again that she had to prepare for a test on Thursday.

Guilt wreck kicked in because I put her into a position to not being able to study at first as she held great responsibility in the event. I'm pretty much a douche to say my relationship is more important than her grades.

I'm sorry, I should have been more sensitive than that. It's a good thing I managed to contain my emotions, while my back pain causing me to a trip to the hospital totally made me to distracted to throw any tantrums at all.

Update on the whole event of Dogathon on next post, if I have decent net connection at home.

Buffetting : Countdown

If you love me, please me there. I mean here.

Seriously, no joke.

https://www.facebook.com/dogathon13

http://www.vet.upm.edu.my/~dogathon

Dog lovers, you no come here you no love dog. HAHAHAHHAHAHAA

Pardon me, I think I just need to pass through this week and I will be normal again.

With T having limited time for me and me limited time for T, getting into a relationship is as bothersome as the co-director says.

It's just love-hate.

Buffetting : Flash

September seemed to pass by within snaps of fingers, and so much have happened within such a short amount of time.

The time passed by really fast as if it were short probably due to the fact that I was so busy for the past 2 and a half weeks.

It's the 3rd academic week and boy I'm pretty much worn out. The fact that I'm currently holding different position as well as various portfolios pretty much almost killed me.

Speaking of which, the largest event I've ever directed is coming up in just about 10 more days! Gosh I really hope everything goes just as planned and NO RAIN ON THAT DAY.

The weather has been a delight for the past 3 weeks, now just 2 more weeks and we will be A-okay!

Academics, Events, Responsibilities.

I feel like I am leaving out T quite a lot these days. I can barely stay up till 2am to wait for the good night wish; while T seemed to be just so busy with the finals in the day.

it must have been a flash for my parents.

Maybe its just a phase? Gosh I sure hope T doesn't feel neglected. Knowing T, T should be understanding enough with my complaints of meetings all the time.

Posts to be updated post Dogathon:
1- Course Night 2013
2- Professor's Concert
3- Dogathon 2013
4- Academic rants
5- Responsibility rants
6- Central Market Lantern Festival
7- Learning Thai
8- Outing with the ZH people
9- The coursemate dilemma

That's a lot.

Now, back to academics.

Buffetting : Breather

I'd figure I need some timeout especially on my holy Thursdays.

All my commitments are now screaming at me virtually, physically, horizontally and what not bla bla bla.

Student Council, VP for Cultural Society, Co-Director for Dogathon, academics, trying really hard to go for work out.

Gosh, I'm still 2 lectures behind for my core veterinary subjects.

Add learning Thai on top of the list I think I'm practically god-like.

Anyway, I think its like critical zone for me and T, for finals is coming for T while Dogathon comes knocking over like a tsunami

But, we still find time just to know we are both doing fine. Even T knows my life revolves JUST with meetings, while academics set at night.

At least we are exchanging bits of our life, instead of just being honeypots for each other.

I guess we both are still a lil not ready yet to tell people our relationship? Like T is still shy for people to know, while me myself thinks now is definitely not the time to tell anyone else yet.

Good thing to know is, we both truly wished to be at each other's side. Checking air tickets to fly over to each other's country sounds good enough?

T: I really wish you can be right here with me.

I wish that too. Maybe just when I start to earn big bucks when I'm free.

Buffetting : Forever in Between

The middle child syndrome is soon going to be a middle person-forever syndrome.

My life revolving being stuck in between.

I was the middle child.

I was the middle person for various parties.

I'm now in the middle of two different batches of academic years.

I'm in the middle of balancing the life for friends, and for T.

With all the busy stuffs going, I'm pretty surprised I still do and can think about being stuck in the middle.

It was just lunch, and I could just see how I'm stranded in the middle, of nowhere. Lunch time after the meeting with the activity advisor, I would assume to have lunch with at least some of the friends.

But, well everyone had lunch bought for them, but me.

I can't blame them exactly, I just blame my life.

As strong as a Leo can be, with T being so far from here there is so much I can take alone.

I wonder if T remember, it has been a month.

PS: something happened this week have made me having thoughts of privatizing this piece of my mind. I'm still contemplating if its a good idea to do so at all. Or should I just leave it, since I'm losing myself anyway.


To another 3 more hectic weeks, and time to lose myself.

Buffeting : Practical hiatus

One month, solid gold.

In a hatchery, pig farm, and 2 different dairy farms.

Let's hope nothing bad but great stuffs happen!

And definitely looking forward to a more toned body after the whole series of labor work!

Pet's World was fun! Dogathon will definitely be much merrier this year!

Buffetting : See you Tomorrow!

It's Dogathon craze now!!!!!

My faculty, Faculty of Veterinary Medicine UPM will be having a booth in the Pet World Expose in Mid Valley Megamall from 12pm to 9.30pm starting from tomorrow till Sunday!

You readers out there better get your arses there if you are free to know more about the upcoming event and what the whole event is all about!

Updates on mid-exam-period will be posted after this!

Buffetting : Stepping in Warzone

It's the second week of the semester yet I barely have the time for updates. Guess vet school and its activities has taken a toll on my free time to blog.

Honestly I'd wish to write more here whenever I could because there's so much that I'd want to express, but I just can't do it now in the social network.

What's different is that I no longer wish to express them in the social network anymore. Being a public person for a semester has really thought me how to confine my emotions and thoughts, at least just enough before I set them loose and cause havoc in the atmosphere.

The 1st week went by in a blink after CNY, with all the food, new subjects, new lecturers, new jobs, new labs, new classmates and some old friends along the way.

Dogathon, student rep council work, studies and vet dinner performance. Gosh it was like a roller coaster ride. As how my friend would put it, my whole life right now is like a jumbo sale.

Believe or not I'm actually writing now from a nutrition lab only because I have a 30 minutes span to linger until my crude fiber specimens are done being digested.

The thing is I kinda hate being free right now because it means I'm actually not making progress in my work? It's like there's a sense of insecurity injecting into my mind telling me "hey it's not the time to rest yet!"

At least not until Dogathon is over, that's for sure.

Well, I hope I don't lose this because if I did it would really do  a damn substantial amount of damage on me, even more on my ego. Classmates for the rest of my veterinary life? Ahh, I have more than that to worry about.

Buffetting : Inspiration

Have had the enrichment talk with the favorite lecturer yesterday while I get inspired by the way she handle things.

Daredevil style.

Because she knows her facts, she's got immunity, and whatever she does  its of the best interest for the animals, not herself or anyone else.

It's a good thing, because it really shows how there are still people care for animals not in a biased perspective or blindly.

Something which I think I need to learn with the situation I'm in right now. Sometimes I don't have the facts but I still do sound, which puts me in a compromising position. Therefore, stop, think and speak. Take my time.

As for the SRC, I began to learn to filter meetings because I personally feel my faculty needs my devotion more. It's a headache for my fellow mate in the other faculty as he holds a position in the top 5 while he needs to attend all these meetings, but seriously I'd rather not.

Although I wish to make something great out of my university life, I think Dogathon has it more than SRC.

If there's one final blow, I'd think I would just quit.

Crap, there's a thought.

Buffetting : Accepted

Took the challenge with a fellow Co-Director.

It's going to be a tough ride.

Buffetting : Turn Off

Somehow, I find people who fail to deliver well in decent English a turn off.

I'm not expecting Cambridge, but Junior English should do well even.

Back to Dogathon, the cards are laid, should I play it?

Buffetting : Taken

I'm pretty sure most of you have watched the movie, either the first or second, which I have yet to.

However, today I've managed to get myself involved into the drama.

Apparently my dad was blackmailed by some private number saying that I was kidnapped someway or another.

And the weird part was, my dad only realized it was a hoax after he got the call the 3rd time hearing the cries of the boy kidnapped.

I repeat. The boy.

My aunt and sister was so stressed out because I was in the class with my phone on silent while they couldn't contact me.

My dad sped down to Serdang just to make sure I'm fine.

It was till the point one of the presidents of my faculty's club got Polar Bear to get me on the phone to make sure I'm okay.

Even one of my fellow SRC rep in my class got called from the office double checking on me if I'm okay.

Geez, could the kidnappers have picked the wrong target? Me, of all people.

6 Ft tall. Ex TKD black belt. 90Kg. Ex-Policeman Dad.

Doesn't sum up to a good target though.

Dad called and told me it was a hoax after he said that he heard the cry similar to that of mine when I was smaller.

He instantly thought it was me instead of my other two younger siblings which, in my opinion quite weird, and a lil bit offensive in some ways.

Hello I'm  6 Ft tall, DAD. Of all people your first thought was me? Am I that WEAK to you?

Maybe because I'm away from home.

Anyway, a strange vibe telling me I'm going to be asked to become the next Co-director of the Dogathon.

Should I take it?

Buffetting : Life As a Dogathon Programmer

I was lucky, to be summoned by one of the programmer heads in the latest Dogathon committee as one of them. Since most of my good friends were in it, and for me to lost my direction coming back to the university, I took up the position.

It's a new game, and it wasn't easy.

Brainstorming,
Setting up,
Starting to put pieces together to realize its not working and changing the whole design within hours from the days you have spent,
Having limited amount of resources,
Realizing the limitations you have,
Predicting all possibilities jeopardizing your program,

Kind of a nightmare, but that was what made me love my life.

Changing the design was the nightmare.

From a vertical standing twin arch, I had to minimize it into a single standing one. Not to mention limitations by the cardboard itself of 2mX1m, quite a hard confinement to dabble on.

The nights of trying to put them together and thinking hard on color contrast while consulting my Personal Assistant who (THANK YOU KARMAA) is a freaking talented artist, I practically just knocked out every night trying to live my next day.

Life was literally at its fullest back then, with a lil bit of social media update here and there.

Life as a programmer didn't just revolve around my own program, as it was just setting up and camera angle locking; I had to help out with other programmer's prep like they did for mine.

The PA was a great asset to the programming team, too bad he was hoping to take on multimedia next year instead of being a programmer.

ain't he the cutest PA or what?

The oblivion was 3 days before the Dogathon.

The weather on Friday wasn't bad, but the management was. Wooden pacaks meant to cover the marathon tracks and programmer's boundaries' designs weren't sent to the venue because the lorry didn't come on time. Way to go equipment division!

What else, my humble Hilux have to come into roll.

Thank goodness I'd borrowed it or else we would be sitting vets in the venue.

When we were about to hit the field after 3, after the Friday prayers, Miss Doomsweather decided to pee on us. After a hefty hour of doing nothing, all of us decided to get the ball rolling, DVM  style(with gum boots and all). Seriously, this is the time when you know how useful tools we are told to get ARE.

Friday ended abruptly, with Saturday hitting us even harder.

I was supposed to get my backdrop tested on Saturday, but ended up helping other divisions instead of my own. The parameter was already set up, but Ms Doomsweather decide to throw her PMS on us, with a rain heavier than no other.

I gave up in trying to conduct a test run at all, while the rain continued pouring even after night fell.

Can you imagine 6 guys in the rain trying to put a 50kg banner up around 2 trees under the rain more than 200mm?

It was epic, and thank goodness for the gumboots again.

It was wet.
It was dark only with some lights from the spotlight 500m away.
It was pouring.
It was muddy.
It was cold.

And it was just US again. You never fail to see only that few faces left only in the end of every single Dogathon, and the night before.

The night ended with us going back to the college soaked and holding ourselves together to give a final preparation for the next day. A final cardboard decor 4 hours before we hit the venue the next morning. Wow.

The day itself was just nice, and really was a close call. Ms Doomsweather was on her mood swing, but it wasn't much of a huge one.

The morning was perfect, we were really hoping for a dry night, but the field was still muddy. Dang.

My program went on so so, would have been better if I broke my bubble and promoted harder.

But it would have been even better without our own sponsor doing the same thing for free. Heck, it was Pfizer. The director said I did a splendid job hitting half of my target, while he was expecting less than a quarter.

*shrug shoulder* thanks? I was really aiming for a sell out though.

Anyway, I loved the backdrop. The effect would have been better if the pictures were shot at night.

Wrapping was, easy. Throwing everything?

Life as a programmer was challenging, but honestly I felt really useless, as if I was a failure.

The program didn't turn out as I expect it would.
The participation wasn't impressive.
I had competition, from my own sponsor.
Ms Doomsweather wasn't playing nice.
I don't think I gave it all.

It just feel really devastating when everything ended by 3pm when we started packing. I wasn't in the mood to talk or discuss my program outcome. I just wanted to pack everything and go back to the college.

Everyone else' program was a huge success.

Hide and Seek was a hit, I can literally hear screams every 5 minutes.
Catch and fetch got a haul. The participation was immense.
Master Hunt was better than ever. I heard they've gotten like up to thousand ringgits in sum of the participants.
House of Horror managed to get lots of people towards the end when they've decided to give away the prizes far more lenient.

As compared to mine. As new as the program is, I just didn't feel up to par. Overly ambitious? Very I guess.

I was down to the point I just got all these negative thoughts swirling in my head.

Like when it comes to next year, I'm going to be in a different world again with my current batchmates.
Like why do I have to be the different one again? It's like I have to run away from people because I'm just too afraid.

I ran away from A levels because I was afraid of the pressure.
I ran away from Subang Jaya to Serdang because I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live with the old life there.
I'd actually planned to runaway from UPM again, because I'm afraid I'm going to be different!

It's like running away is all I do, and sometimes it really boils down to how my family has steered me into.

"There's an expiry date on blaming your parents for steering you into the wrong direction"-- JK Rowling.

I don't know. If I were to be more persistent back last september, I would  have been with my batchmates?

Sometimes things just haunt you out of nowhere huh?

Being a programmer was awesome. It's just that, I'm not sure if I will be able to lead divisions next year, seeing how fucked up my program was this year. Will the program be sustained again? I don't know.

It's quite unsettling seeing how being a programer hits me this hard.

Wait, I have another work now, Student Rep of my faculty. Oh great.

After this, I somehow realized, like it or not, I'm destined to be alone.

So be it.

you have to give her credit for the commitment right?

Buffetting : Dogathon 2012

Being a programmer myself, the day just ended quite abruptly.

Will have a full update once I feel my body again.

It was nice seeing you in the flesh Soul! Thanks again for helping! I totally owe you a lunch.

As for Alex, gosh both you and Kenny looked so sweet together! And so sophisticated la both of you, speak also like so bertamadun unlike me XD

Time to crash for another week of tests before the mid sem break. Nighty guys.

Buffetting : Cool down before the Sprint

Finally tests are over while I've completed most of the assignments from the vet fac in hand. So now I have 3 more assignments for the university courses to be completed, one which includes management environment, another on the comparison between the education of special need children and "selected bright children", last but not least, China's agriculture.

 

research on boob inflammation of cows wasn't easy!

 

At any rate, those ain't my priorities for the time being. My main focus now would be Dogathon.

Seriously, you bitches out there who are within boundaries of Klang Valley, get your arses to my university on 4th of November or I will hunt you down, and send my hounds after you if I need to.


Like seriously! Don't you love dogs?! I mean, like seriously! Seriously.

Ok seriously, I have to stop saying seriously. Like seriously.

 not even finalized yet. Fingers crossed 10 ways.

Anyhow, the design I had before have had to revamped because of the constraints on the film. From a panoramic layout, I've shifted it into a portrait. Let's hope the outcome looks neat.

Seriously....

Classes have been awesome, finally we came to the stage where we need to learn about breast milk! Of cows of course.

More like lactation of a cattle, from its boobs mammary glands, and how to play with the tits stimulate lactation from the teats.

 who knew boob inflammation was genetic?

Learning the physiology of the milk production was uber cool, and who knew about the stringent procedures we have to go through in order to ensure good milk production? Not gonna bore you with the details, but seriously it is fascinating.

 

me in the eyes of my girls. 

However, the student body's work isn't getting any better. There's a water crisis in our residential college, while the vet students were like hogging after me asking for a solution. Thank goodness they were nice while asking me, because they love me like that *flick head*

We've came up with solutions for the management of the college, but due to the bureaucratic procedures implemented in most Asian country, its definitely going to take days till the solution can proceed.

Goodness its like sub-zero right now, especially for the girls in the block furthest away from the water source. It might be okay for other courses, but for vets, we have coveralls to be washed, ourselves to clean, boots and also lab coats.

Don't blame us when there's a crazy outbreak of brucellosis or zoonoses in the college, because the water crisis persisted due to incompetent management.

The Supreme Student Council of the college is trying their best, but they should have done better.