The return of the crapper

Wow..its been quite some time since i've blogged. Heh, today was filled with fun, fun, fun and more fun! Well, the morning aside, the rest of the day today was varied and interesting to say the least. Yeap, i've uploaded some photos for you guys to take a look at.

By now you would have noticed that i've incorporated pictures into my blog. Firstly, I hope blogspot will not kick me out because of my bandwidth usage and secondly, i will update and replace the photos from time to time to ensure that my blog doesn't stagnate. Hope you guys enjoy looking at the photos.

Help, i need first aid in order to survive the horrible lectures.

Today spelt the inevitable conclusion of the 1.5 days Basic First Aid and lifesaving course, held no where else but in our dear CJC compound. Heh, today i was plagued with the sleepy bug, much like the most of yesterday. For the First time in my JC life i actually fell asleep during one of the first aid lectures on fire awareness.

I was enshrined in a cloud of sleepiness as the lecturer _{a paramedic actually} rattled on and on about how fire, even transient ones, can harm us, kill us or mame us. Its not that i don't appreciate learning such things, its just that well, its very hard to keep awake when the lecturer is re-using same old slides over and over again. Kinda makes it dull and lifeless. Apparently, my head had a noticable attraction for the table, it kept trying to lead me into the open arms of comfort, but my neck, full of integrity and a sense of duty, dutifully kept my head off the nefarious table. As a result of such a conflict in interest, my head was sent into cycles of bobs. Yes, my head was pratically a real-life yo-yo. up..down..up....down

Wasn't alone though, practically 3/4 of the entire lecture group were

1. Playing with their HPs.
2. Stoning
3. Sleeping
4. Cursing and swearing at the time
5. Dying halfway

It was that pathetic and terrible.

The kiss of life plus a few broken ribs

Apart from the "torture chamber session" we had that put our mental and physical tenacity right to the test, i did learn how to perform Cardio-pulmonary resuscitation "CPR". Yes, i'm a certified first-aider. But don't count on me to save your life when your pulse isn't registering or your trachea is choked with God-knows-what-you-ate. Want to know the reason? Well, i think i killed the manikin while performing CPR on it. I was the first to volunteer my saliva to the manikin and while doing the compression i think i compressed on its chest too hard. My palms were practically touching the floor and its ribs were making a cling-tak-cling-tak noise with each downward thrust.

The manikin is called "Little Anne by the way, and i killed her. Its no wonder i didn't get a "very good" or a "good" for that matter. Hahah, perhaps she suffered a few broken ribs which inevitably resulted in haemorraghes, maybe a punctured lung or a seared liver, either way, if that was a real person, i would have been charged with involuntary manslaughter.

Well, i'll keep those memories behind me and surge forward with courage and fore-sight till another manikin comes along, this time, i'll be gentle.............trust me.


Alan gagged and reeled at 11:33 PM
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