Thursday, March 27

All In A Day's Work

I'm starting to feel like I'm drowning in my work. There seems to be so much and so little at the same time! So much to do so little time. Plus I don't want to neglect my gyming too. After I finish this post I have to finish tomorrow's PCL presentation and go to the gym. Yeah~ I'm going home tomorrow. At least that's something to look forward to.
I think I'll do like a semi-bimbo here.
I went to University Hospital (UH) yesterday to visit the paediatrics oncology ward. Oncology means cancer, by the way. They were having a birthday party so it was as depressing as I thought it would be although I so didn't like the balloons there. I even met this 12 year old kid called Farhan (what a coincidence) who's so sweet I felt like biting him. His love for his mom was just amazing and he was so friendly and played us some songs when we were the ones who were supposed to be entertaining him. Somehow, I felt like out presence there was more of a nuisance and they were the ones who're going out of their way to make us feel good about ourselves. I really don't know if I should support this because I don't see how our going there would benefit the kids but my friends seem to be determined to make it a weekly activity. I know our exposure to chronically ill patients is good for us but I want to do something that's good for them.
What exactly am I achieving by singing songs with them and doing art together?

These are my friends Christine (the nice one among the 2 Chris), Aliya in the middle and Laveena at the clinical visit to Tanglin Community Clinic. All 3 of them are from my PCL group (YEAH~!). I couldn't get a picture of myself cause my phone ran out of battery but I'm having another visit soon so it's all good.
That's Catherine trying to get a shot in even though I was clearly trying to get a pic of the skull with a nail sticking through the top of its head. We all concluded that this guy didn't get braces cause his teeth were awful!
I know I'm supposed to be studying but I couldn't help myself. Argh! I dislocated its jaw! T.T
These are pics from today. Basically these are how a lot of our classes are. Actually all non-lectures are held like this, which makes it really fun. I even took a video of today's class. Might load it up if I feel like it.
Don't I look adorable?

Friday, March 21

We Might As Well Be Strangers

If there's one TV character in this world I could relate to, it's Peyton Sawyer from One Tree Hill. I know with the new season (spoiler warning) many people feel that Lucas should be with Lindsay but Hello?! Peyton is his comet! Thank you Lindsay for doing the right thing.
I think there's always that one person in this life that saves you, even if you don't know you needed saving. Maybe too many of us go through life without stopping to think where we're heading or where we came from. Because if you did, you'd probably find a blurry future and a past filled with regrets. But then nobody gets to the present without the past, so I guess I wouldn't change mine for the world.
From time to time, we all need some form of guidance. I must say I was pretty fortunate I found mine when I most needed it, and I hope the people who helped me out will find their way too. And if I'm lucky enough, maybe I might get to return the favour. There's a lot of love lost between all of us, but I think deep down we know that we'd always be there for each other. And I know none of them reads this blog but then we all know I'm too cowardly to tell them face to face what I really want to say, so I'll just write it in a meaningless article.
I'm sorry that I'm rarely there when I should be but I promise you that I do try my best. I'm getting there, slowly but surely, I'll get there.
I don't believe in true love, but I do believe there's a comet to fill you with all the hope and certainty and life in this world. Too bad not many of us get to have our comets, and even less people get to see it soar across the same horizon twice.

Monday, March 17

Elections Stars Start Running

Elections have started! No, I'm not an idiot.
I didn't mean the national election or any of those big craps, I meant the election for our MUMedS and class reps. MUMedS stand for Monash University Medical Society and I think like probably 99% of the class joins it or something. I think! So I guess choosing a MUMedS rep basically means choosing the face of our year or something. As for the class rep, he /she is just something like the class monitors plus treasurer we had back in high school. Doing all the dirty jobs and stuff. Don't know why anyone would want to run for that though.
I don't think electing a class rep is that big of a deal but then since we're having an election week for MUMedS, I guess some people just thought we should do something like that for the class rep too. I think Ali wants to be both.
Anyway, back in high school we had um... "elections" where we would shout out some one's name and then force everyone else to put up their hands to elect that person. But here, it seems like a whole new level! People are giving speeches (one of them scripted) and doing campaigns (kinda) and already trying to proof their worth by organising stuffs (now this I can really appreciate).
As for the speech. Haha. Let the picture say it all.
OK, I started this post yesterday but got cut off here cause my internet went down. Bloody Streamyx. Now where was I? Oh, OK. The one laughing on the left is Jeremy and the guy on the left is Ali. No offence dude but I seriously have never met any one named Ali and I find it very funny cause Ali is the name of choice when I had to construct sentences back in primary school. So popular! The girl trying to be Avril (puke!.. kidding!) in the middle is JC, from my PCL group.
GROUP C ROCKS!
Anyway, the hand protruding from the lower right corner of the picture and totally spoiling the whole setting belongs to Matt.
This is how I take notes. I'm not being lazy. As a modern day (future) doctor, we must learn to utilize all the technology that is present and that will soon come out. This is me maximizing the uses of my handphone.
Oh, this is totally random. This is a view of TPS's room from TPS's bed. That guy sitting in front of the computer being hardworking is apparently someone who likes TPS or something and she's using him to get her tracing done. For your info, he was the only one who was actually doing work in that room.
They look alike don't they? Reb and Chris are so going to hate me for posting such an ugly picture of them. Oh, I suddenly remembered something. Last time when we were Google-ing them up, we couldn't find their names so maybe I should write their whole name here jsut for the sake of it. OK, here goes. REBECCA NG HAW VON and CHRISTINE HOUNG CHUI TING.
Shit, I don't know their surnames. I guess that's correct though. Anyway let me tell you a little something about these useless two. There I was in a total mess after going all the way to Kamal (which is near Hospital Kuala Lumpur) to buy some books and naturally we got very lost and exhausted. And see what they're doing while I was so busy driving and bringing us back to the arms of civilisation?! They were being freaking pigs!
Again, this is totally random but this is the picture of my favourite kid back when I was working at the kindergarten.

Saturday, March 15

Here Comes The Sun

I don't know why but it always takes FOREVER for the My.Monash page to load. It's so annoying, and the only reason I ever go to that site is for academic sake so it just makes me not want to do it even more! What the heck people, can't you do something to improve just a little bit?!
What's new lately? Well, there's this little problem... It's not too big or anything. But basically I'll be embarassing myself and killing my (I like to think of it as) good rep forever. But let's save the shame for that day shall we?
Oh, I went to the Kamal bookstore today. Haha, it's a medical book supplier store and they said the prices there are cheaper. Which is true in some sense... Each book is like, cheaper by 5 - 10 bucks. So if you just buy one book at a time it would actually be a huge hassle to get there and back for so small a saving. But then we actually have to buy quite a number of books so I guess it would be worth it if we buy 'em all in one shot. I bought Wheater's histology and the medical handbook. The Wheater's have some "problematic" pages on it so I'll have to go change it soon. And I'm also hoping to buy an anatomy atlas and another text plus a physio book. My god, I'll be broke by the end of this! The part that I'm most pissed about is the fact that Monash didn't give us free lab coats! We had to freaking pay for it eventhough they're already charging us an arm and a limb for the tuition fees!
But well, I really like studying here so maybe I should stop complaining. I don't really take that many picturese cause I never could remind myself to do it...
My plan to turn this into a bimbo blog is sooo not working.

Wednesday, March 12

Spend All Your Time Waiting For That Second Chance

I need some distraction... Memories seep through my vein.

A lot of things have been going well lately, but I guess we can't have every little thing we want. I'm not feeling so well. It started with a sore throat and got a lil worse... Well, basically now it's a mild fever. But I'm taking a lot of (hypertonic) fluid and low-nutrition food so I guess I'll be better anytime soon.
Oh, hei, you know what? My friend, Shay Kheng, got like 3As for her STPM, which is totally cool right? Even better is that Looi got 3Bs and an A too! Haha, I feel so proud for some strange reason which I can't understand.
But the SPM results didn't come out so.... Happy though. Well, I don't know it they met the expectations of the people who sat for it but I guess life has a few tricks up its sleeve.
I'm depressed right now. I found out I have no direction in life. Actually I do. 5 years from now, hopefully I'll be saving more lives than I kill. And then I'm gonna subject myself to a few more years of unbearable stress and hardship to get a specialist degree and hopefully I'll help more people than I trouble... again.
But that's not what I mean. Emotionally, I lack direction. I'm at a standstill. I feel like I haven't budged an inch since I was 14 or something. How do you grow if the sun don't shine?

Sunday, March 9

It's A Crime Against The Heart To Be Somewhere In Between

Put Your Brave Face On

As you go on with life, you see the world which is so big, people who are so great and things so amazing... You see that truth be told, you're just an insignificant speck of dust floating among billions of other dust particles. As you grow up, you grow smarter and wiser than when you were ten, yet you somehow feel more of loser and an ignoramus than when you knew nothing at all. You lose the confidence that tells you the world is your roller coaster and you're gonna ride it at 100 miles per hour.
But maybe all we need to know about life, we've already learnt when we were ten. Maybe all we need to know is that the people who play with you at the playground are your friends, the people who call you names at school are idiots; and tomorrow morning you're gonna wake up again and you're gonna ride the roller coaster all over again.
It's only life after all.

PS: I've been realising lately that I have very interesting friends. This is what Farhan has been up to lately.

Tuesday, March 4

Baby You Have Become My Addiction

Wanna know what I've been up to lately? Haha, basically. I haven't been saving lives.
I had all my scripts written out you know. I would go to medic school, be smart and suddenly while I was walking down some street one day, some one will suddenly have this medical emergency then I'd go like "Come with me if you want to live."
And in all those scenes I was cool as ice. Unfortunately, as each day passes by, the chances of someone suddenly facing a medical condition (which I would actually know how to cure) near me seems to be getting thinner. Well, they were thin from the very start. It was just my bloated head popping up and down.
Instead of doing a lumbar puncture or drilling someone's skull, I've been stuck (happily) doing these....
That's my PCL group learning how to wear gloves. EXACTLY! I was thinking "Dude! We're medic students! Do you honestly think we don't know how to wear gloves?"
Turns out, we don't. OK, at least I don't. I should just crawl into some deep dark hole and curl up into a ball or something. Again, my big fat bloated head. It must be water retention or something (I don't really know what that means exactly but I keep hearing women complaining about it).
Then this is us with our surgical gowns and masks on. The lady not wearing the ugly suit is our very friendly tutor, Ms Amritha. OK, I don't know how to spell her name but it's the thought that counts RIGHT?!
Aren't we cool? Haha. I didn't save any lives (yet) but the classes are fun and the company is amazing. Especially my PCL group. Who knew a bunch of nerds could actually be so cool right?
And here are some random pictures of what I'm doing when I'm not playing dress-up.
This is my idiot brother playing dress-up (now it's his turn!). He's actually pretending to be a robber sneaking into the toilet.... Huh?!
This is one of my um.... "smart" friends, Christine Hung. The hand you see at the front there is Reb's. Yvonne was actually supposed to be sitting next to Christine but then that slur (yes guys, there's another slur!) just walked out when I was taking the pic. Idiot.
Anyway, I guess that's all.
Doesn't this like a bimbo post? Gosh I'm so proud.

Sunday, March 2

Everybody's Got A Drug Dealer On Speed Dial

Yay!! I think I might be going back to Penang soon. My big bro came to stay with us for the weekend and just went back a while ago.
I went out with my high school friends just now to meet up with Wai Cheng who came back from India for the hols. You know what the funny thing is?
I was sitting there surrounded by a bunch of people I barely talked to when we were still in the same school. I don't think I've even talked to two of them before!
What amazed me was that the people whom I thought I was gonna spend the rest of my life hanging out with are miles and miles away. I guess life really doesn't turn out the way you expect it to.
And another thing is that WC, who's like the nicest most.. um... less-likely to be "adventurous" person I know, now has a tattoo the size of a palm whereas I'm still keeping my body un-holed and squeeky clean until now.
Anyway, just keeping things updated here.