Entropy

Entropy is high these few days. It's mainly due to the heat. Summer here is almost as hot as the Malaysian weather. Staying in the room could means that you'd literally be roasted because for some reason, the heater is still bloody working!!! I woke up at 5am last night and couldn't go back to bed as it was too warm. And because sun rises around 4am, people were up and making noises as early as 7:30am and won't stop until like 2am.

The mess in my room is also another major source of entropy. I need to pack up by Sunday as I have to travel to Watford to store my excess luggage there. You have no idea how much rubbish I have amassed over the 9 months time. I was shocked myself! Threw and gave away loads of stuff, yet the amount doesn't seem to be decreasing at all. I'll need some creativity to fit everything into one suitcase.

Other source of entropy: smell in my flat. I have one flatmate whom I suppose most of my other flatmate don't really like (including me). She's always full of herself. She's never interested in listening to other people. She just wants people to listening to things about her. About her super high IQ score, extended family, injuries from Rugby blablabla. She never wants to answer the phone call or doorbell - and when she does, she'd scream about it. We have a rota system of taking out rubbish from the kitchen - She's only took out the rubbish once but insisted that she's done it for three times. She's always dominating the television and basically have little or no friend. I don't think she even realises that she's actually pissing people off, which is a shame really. She's always testing my patiance but I still can tolarate... until now. She's the only person in the flat who doesn't clean up the dishes after eating. Her dirty dishes in the kitchen must be measuring at least 5m and 4 stacks in height, some of them already 5 month old, not to mention those dirty dishes of hers stacked in front of the TV. And now there are maggots on her dirty dishes and the decomposition really stinks the whole flat! She's just extremely lazy, pampered and undisciplined. Now I don't even want to go to the kitchen anymore. If I die of eating too much crisp it's Stephenie's fault!

Summer

Life after exams has been more boring than I thought. I finished Dean Kootnz's Life Expectancy in two days. Not really explosive but the plot was ok... a bit scarry reading it alone at 2am. The weather's been really really warm these few days and staying indoor is just like roasting yourself in the oven. Yesterday was the first time that I actually enjoyed the sunshine. I went for a barbeque in Pip and Mick's garden in Salford. It was good! I didn't really eat much (I'm a shy eater in public). Glad that my nasi goreng I made was finished. Talking to people was the biggest enjoyment. I talked to the refugee doctors that I've known through Reache and that I've not known. Also chatted with the neighbours who came, other few medical students who were there and some other doctors. I even met one of my communication skills tutor there. And of course, like I always do, I played with children. I also learnt some Rwanda and Iraqi traditional dance. It was really relaxing and can't describe it but I really had fun. And I have my first suntan in England after 5 hrs under the sun!

O yeah... I should mention about the tram ride as well. Yesterday I experienced the worst tram ride that I've ever had. There was a pre-world cup friendly match between England and Jamaica at Old Trafford (Manchester United's Stadium). It was horrendous. I waited at St Peter's square for four trams to Eccles before I could actually board. Every tram that came and gone was full and has absolutely got no room for anymore passenger. After the departure of the forth tram, I was just so fed up and promise myself that I'm going to get in no matter how full it is. And I did. I literally had to squeeze myself into the tram between people like a sponge. The tram ride itself, as you might have expect, is not pleasant at all. Even on my way back, people were just chanting, singing and swearing loadly in the tram... Don't feel comfortable at all. For that reason, I don't think I'll be betting on England this worldcup.