I'm officially on a hiatus because I'm too lazy to bitch and rant. Just because. Results just came out, meaning I officially survived 2nd year med. With my sanity intact. Sweet!
Quiz for you meddies: Which hiatus is this?
A) Aortic Hiatus
B) Esophageal Hiatus
C) What hiatus? Looks like bak kut teh *smacks lips*
D) Va-gyy-nuhhhh....giggle
E) Quit ruining my holiday, geek!
From the dusty hallowed hallways of Oxbridge to the chilly tute rooms of Monash, various personalities flavour the big cooking pot that is med school. We'll always have the med geek poobahs, criers, ghosts, clowns, ass-clenched acheivers and one trick wonders. As a meddie myself, I appreciate and even celebrate our differences....as medical school would not be as fun without all the drama. 
But things usually take an ugly turn when each one of us places certain expectations on other students which turn out unfulfilled. When this happens, a guy usually takes out his AK-47 assault rifle and runs amok, pumping hot lead into every infidel in sight........my bad, the little voices in my head must be talking again! What I really mean is the formation of rivalry, enmity and distrust among the students themselves. I'm sure that at some point in med school, most of us may wonder how 'that someone' got through the med interviews in the first place.
Coming back to the point, it doesn't really matter if we have conflicting personalities. The last time I checked, it's not really our God-given mandate to shove our ideals down everyone's throat, or on the other extreme live to please everyone. Not everyone would be that eager to attend every lecture, buy the latest textbooks, examine each other or dress up neatly to tutes for that matter.
What really matters is our shared passion in the field of medicine, most importantly our compassion towards those entrusted in our care. I might not be experienced enough to make the best judgement, but I hold on dearly to some unshakable principles. We might not get along with each other as well as desired, but what keeps us together is our shared responsibility towards our patients.
Contrary to popular belief, the most important education we receive on the way to becoming medical practitioners does not come from med school itself. Don't get me wrong, I am by no means downplaying the necessity for top rate medical skills and knowledge. I would just like to reemphasize the fact that not even the best education from John Hopkins would hold a drop of value if we do not genuinely care for our patients. No amount of lectures, textbooks or tutes would teach us compassion. And such wordplay comes to mind:
Patients will not care how much you know, until they know how much you care.
Firstly, what gave me the idea of writing this post? Its not so much the fact that I am single, which is pretty obvious. Trust me, I'm used to that. I've only just realised how many times this year I've been asked the same question, "Have you had a girlfriend before?"
And every girl who asks this question would somehow slip this into normal conversation so casually, almost too casually. It somehow goes like this:
AB: So you like Switchfoot, that's cool.
Me: Yeah!
AB: So, um, I'm curious lah...
Me: *is she asking THAT question?*
AB: have you ever had a y'know, a GF before?
Me: *mentally slaps forehead...D'OH!*
Me: *Fakes a surprised look, smiles, pauses a second, and tells the truth*
"Hello sir, fine weather today..have you had any lovers lately?"
"Ni you ni peng you le ma?"
Short talk: The world is falling apart. Hilary Duff, bubblegum teen popstar, is hot! Times have changed.
I watched a "Music & Lyrics" a while ago, and I like it, despite it being kitschy and predictable. There was a song sang by Hugh Grant titled "Don't Write Me Off Just Yet". I really liked it, so I tried it too on my guitar. Enjoy:
I've been using MSN Messenger more often these days, as there's no better way to communicate with friends without the trouble of getting my ass out the door. Plus its free, as opposed to the phone!
But the longer I go on MSN-ing, the more I realise how lazy I have been with real life expressions. Blame it all in the emoticons and shorthand such as "LOL" and the like. It has gotten too easy to express feelings, and even fake them online.
Messenger: That's nice to hear :)
Real Life:
A smiley is a good substitute for actually smiling. Because smiling uses too many facial muscles. And creates unnecessary wrinkles. Oh, yeah...I see a lot of smilies in SMS messages too. Makes me wonder if the sender is smiling in real life each time I see it. Maybe I'm thinking too much...
Messenger: LOL. That's so funny!
Real Life:
No one really ever laughs out loud while typing LOL. Imagine how silly it would look laughing like a maniac in front of the screen. Especially when typing out "LOL"
Messenger: This is just too funny, my tummy's aching! ROFL (roll on floor laughing)
Real Life:
Well, even if I were very amused, the most I could manage is a slight chuckle or an ear-to-ear grin. Rolling on the floor laughing? Never actually tried it before. It would be quite cartoonish to see, I think. Who even invented the term in the first place?
Messenger: No, you're not boring me. That's so interesting :P
Real Life:
Messenger: I gtg. Very busy lor. Gotta do assignment/finish chores/do laundry/end world poverty/...
Real Life:
Excuses, excuses, excuses :P
Short talk: I met this cutie working at one of the shops in pyramid. She had this really awesome smile. Like when she beamed at me, I couldn't help but smile back. Didn't bother to go beyond small talk though. And ALMOST felt guilty for walking out not buying anything. Heh heh
Calling all readers who can read chinese characters! Your assistance is kindly requested.
Okay, enough with the formalities. I just bought a T-shirt from sunway pyramid today. Cheap too, less than RM20. But that wasn't the reason for my purchase. The T-shirt was not so fancy, just some chinese text in front. The shop assistant said that the characters meant "Sarawak". Feeling super patriotic and proud of my home state (we have Starbucks you know), I bought it before you could say "Cehh, Stabakks only at airport nia le..."
Wait, I can almost read it...is that two "huos" on top of that thingamajid for the second character?
So, does it really say Sarawak? Or were they trying be funny and fooled this poor banana into wearing a shirt that said "lala leng zai studmeister" or "Me love u long time"(I'm getting paranoid here)
For all I know, it could mean "No.125-Roast Pork Belly"
The lesson here is, I must learn how to read Chinese. Past kindergarten level I mean. Hats off to you if you could confirm this with me!
I just listened to a song today and I thought it was nice. Well, nice in a sad way. because it was about dying of cancer. Found the chords and tried it out on my guitar a bit...Here goes
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I like oldies, so here's my cover of My Girl originally sang by The Temptations. Not like I have a girl to sing about or anything, but oh well...
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The exams are closing in, with only about 2 weeks to spare! And I'm pretty much still unmotivated to study, for a medical student at least...the others are all scrambling to finish their revision. Meanwhile, I'm still daydreaming about the year end hols, when I get to go back to Kuching and meet up with my old pals and pretend to still have a social life and chill at Damai beach again.
I haven't been getting much sleep lately, making me sluggish and lethargic in the daytime...which only adds to the un-motivation. And I've been getting huge eyebags, typical of some medical students. 
say hello to my eyebags. I may look happy but I was really very tired when I took this pic...
I've got 2 full years of medical stuff to cram into my tiny head, so I'm resorting to devious methods to finish my revision. Behold, my textbooks:
Medical Immunology Made Memorable
Master Medicine: Microbiology & Infection
Anatomy & Physiology Made Incredibly Easy. Damn straight I wish they had more books like this! See, it even has cutesy cartoons and all:
Meet the pancreatic cells!
But, I was even tempted to buy this:
If I ever graduate and become your doctor, Be Afraid. Be VERY VERY AFRAID
I can imagine all my classmates shaking their heads in disapproval. Yeah, I'm one big a$$ lazy bum! And not worthy of the grand title of med geek :(
By the way, there's this one memorable way to remember the cranial nerve distribution. It's another dirty mnemonic, like most medical ones. Here goes:
Ooh-Olfactory
Ooh-Optic
Ooh-Opthalamic
To-Trochlear
Touch-Trigeminal
And-Abducens
Feel-Facial
Virgin-Vestibulocochlear
Girls-Glossopharyngeal
Vaginas,-Vagus
Such-Spinal accessory
Heaven!-Hypoglossal
Makes me wonder if the creator of this is some horny gynae? *shudders*
Anyway, it has served me well, and I'm sure it'll be useful to you if you're doin med. All the best to those having exams now, and to all meddies too!
Haha..my attempt at singing Over You by Chris Daughtry. Imagine a zombie singing and you're not that far off...Key is too low for me. But who cares, I still like the song
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I'm so annoyed with the pile of assignments in front of me. Can't it just do itself? I'm so flustered to the extent that I'm singing in Malay to soothe my nerves. I recorded it. It's Jejak Langkah by Tohpati. What next, Mandarin or Cantonese songs?
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Have you ever been told to just be yourself? Or told that you're not acting like yourself? Or told that you should be more Malaysian? I guess this has flustered and confused many people, myself included.
Ah, young grasshopper, how do you react to this?
My best guess: We would try to prove them otherwise, that we are not fake poseurs. But I would advice you to do nothing and ignore it. ANYTHING you do to prove that you're being yourself would make yourself seem more insecure and more importantly, FAKE.
On weekends, I work part-time as an ah long (loan shark). Honest!
To be frank, that is not even a valid question, as we are all ACTORS in life. Yes, you heard it. We act out our lives based on how we perceive we should be acting. The obviously fake people are just horrible actors, and stumble around awkwardly like drag queens. To be natural, you have to be talented and convincing. Think George Clooney in ER. Or the cast of Grey's Anatomy who make convincing, if overly dramatic, doctors. To paraphrase Shakespeare, life is a stage, and we are actors in a play. Confused already?
We behave and act based on our ideals of who we should be. We hem ourselves into different roles in society. We feel accomplishment as we selfishly seek and gain approval from around us. For example, a doctor should be respectable and authoritative. A teacher should be nurturing and stern. An emo guy should be, well, emo. A nerd should stay with his books. All feminists hate men. ALL BLONDES ARE DUMB. Thus society places expectations on us to stick to our stereotypes. So, we are not permitted to act contrary to these expectations. Any nail that sticks out will be hammered back in.
All blondes are good in...um.....making beds, right? Damn straight they are!
I beg to differ. I stand firm behind my conviction that everyone is entitled to act however they like, and not be criticized for it. We should be allowed to find our true selves, to experiment with roles, and not stick to the status quo. We should be striving to improve ourselves daily, to try new things, to think outside the box once in a while. Change is imminent for some of us, as we metamorphose into hopefully better people. We are given the power to choose who we want to be. That's why God gave us a will.
So, my sage advice to you would be to reinterpret "being yourself" as "being more confident". After all, confidence is sexy, no? We wouldn't be accused of being fake if we were comfortable in our own skin. Feel free to be different, but don't do it for anyone else's sake other than yourself. Insecurity and people-pleasing behaviour are as obvious as Micheal Jackson's nose.
I can't blog for now. Really too busy. Lots of stuff to cover within a month. Two years worth of med school. Here's something I found rather funny:
1 You have ever said “Netter is god”.
2 You can discuss autopsy/ anatomy over a meal [x]
3 You own a 4 color pen
4 It just isn’t enough colors for you
5 You use more than one color to take notes
6 You have use up more than 6 highlighters in the past 6 months
7 you have ever highlighted something YOU wrote
8 you retype handouts given in class
9 you haven’t had a date in 3 months [x]
10 you haven’t had a date since entering med school
11 you have not been able to remember the normal term for something because you were thinking of the medical term (ie reflux for heartburn)
12 You get more sleep in lecture than at home
13 You know the correct spelling for pruritus
[14 - you also know what it means [x]
15 You have ever asked a question in class [x]x]
16 - The prof. didn’t understand the question
17 - you didn’t believe the answer the prof. gave
18 - you went to look it up to see if they were right
19 You can’t hold a conversation on anything other than medschool
20 You skip class to study [x]
21 You’ve said you didn’t do well on a test on which you beat the mean [x]
22 You spend more than 15 hrs a week on e-mail
23 You have a callous on your finger from writing
24 More than one professor knows you by name [x]
25 When you ask a question, a new professor has said “Oh, I’ve heard of you”
26 You can name more amino acids than past presidents
27 You use more than 5 acronyms an hour when talking [x]
28 you actually know what PERRLA stands for
29 You know all the steps of the TCA cycle
30 You do not read PTA as parent teachers association
31 You can remember the muscles in the forearm [x]
32 You know the structures in the urea cycle
33 You know the dermatome distribution [x]
34 You can’t remember what you had for breakfast
35 You can’t spell world, much less backwards
36 You’ve ever been sexually aroused by the breast shadow on an X-ray
37 You equate “morning stiffness” with Rhematoid Arthritis
38 You actually know normal values for plasma Na
39 and for K
40 Missing class causes you extreme stress
41 You have seriously asked someone “So how does that make you feel?”
42 You have asked will this be on the exam [x]
43 -Just after the prof. said it wouldn’t
44 You identify with Deb on E.R.
45 You have made a medical joke [x]
46 -no one laughed [x]
47 -You figure they just weren’t that far in their studying [x]
48 You wear your stethescope around your neck on the bus
49 - you don’t even know which way the thing goes in your ears
50 “SOB” means shortness of breath to you [x]
51 You have gone to student health with suspicion of a disease you have studied [x]
52 -within 3 days of the lecture
53 You have answered a question in class
54 -asked by the professor
55 -it was a rhetorical question
56 You can quote lines from the movie “Malice”
57 -you believe them
58 You can flip your pen over your thumb
59 - with both hands
60 - you do so throughout class
61 You have corrected a professor in class
62 - the rest of the class didn’t understand the lecture to begin with
63 You know how to calculate specificity [x]
64 - positive predictive value [x]
65 - anion gap
66 - you can’t balance your checkbook [x]
67 You don’t know what the weather was like for the past week [x]
68 You don’t know what the weather is like right now
69 You actually talk in open ended questions
70 DIC isn’t a slang term for the penis in your book [x]
71 You think B- is a bad grade
72 you have stressed about a pass/fail class [x]
73 You study during most of your meals [x]
74 You saw nothing abnormal about the Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
75 You draw all of the slides not already provided in the handouts
76 -including the cartoons (humourous type)
77 Anatomy makes you hungry [x]
78 You would even consider saying “Ease back on my finger at your own pace”
79 You know the size of a RBC
80 - you don’t know the size of a football field
81 Your eyesight has worsened by 10 pts or more in the last year
82 You have the library hours memorized
83 You have your own seat in the library
84 You score more than 95 on the Epidemiology final
85 You own more than one white coat
86 You have debated between giving up sleep or eating in order to find more time to study [x]
87 You started studying for boards more than 2 months in advance
88 You have never received a personal invitation to discuss your grades with the dean [x]
89 A tie is the only addition necessary to what you normally wear when you go to see patients
90 You wear scrubs to tests
91 You have made plans to study on a beach during vacation [x]92 - you actually did
93 You have a designated seat in lecture
94 - You have ever asked someone to move from “your seat”
95 You sleep less than 4 hrs a night
96 - you think that is plenty
97 - you have thought about cutting back
98 You study more than 35 hrs outsid of class
99 - you think you are a slackard [x]
100 You think everyone answers yes to most of these questions [x]
My total score: 32
Scale
<20 You’re not in Med school. Go back to your party and leave us alone. We have work to do.
20-35 Either Med school is a breeze or you like the sound of “Senor doctor”35-45 Gotta love that Primary Care
45-60 Well, I never really thought about MD/Phd, but now thatyou mention it…
60-75 Your social life is shot, might as well try to earn lots of money
75-90 Which surgery subspecialty did you say you liked?
>90 All hail, great Med School Nerd master.
Sorry for the long hiatus..Not really in the blogging vibe at the moment. Here's a filler for you all.
I'm currently doing my rural placement in Segamat, Johor.
Segamat is your run-of-the-mill small town. A few shops here and there, plus a supermarket or two. Well, at least it still has McDonalds.
Everything here sort of screams LALA. Sorry Dar Ray.
Anyway, most Malaysians would know what DotA is. Well, the younger ones at least...you know who you are!
In the game, there is this thing called a Chicken:
Here is the same Chicken. PWNED. In Segamat:
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Layer One : The Outside
Name : Chris
Birth Date : 5th Nov
Current Status : Single and loving it
Eye Colour : nicer than yours!
Hair Colour : nice :P
Righty or Lefty : Righty
Layer Two : On The Inside
Your Heritage : 50% Foochow, 50% Teochew...100% confused about why that matters so much anyway
Your Fear : Losing a loved one
Your Weakness : A nice smile
You perfect Pizza : Real italian ones, with paper thin crust drizzled with olive oil..
Layer Three : Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your Thoughts First Thing When You Wake Up : Can I have five more minutes?
Bedtime : Not yet..
Your Most Missed Memory : Chilling on a beach in Australia
Layer Four : Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke : Pepsi
McDonald's or Burger King : Maccas
Single or Group Dates : Single dates.
Adidas or Nike : All Day I Dream About S**
Tea or Nestea : Tea. Nestea sounds real "nasty"
Chocolate or Vanilla : Chocolate
Cappucino or Coffee : Cappuccino
Layer Five : Do You ...
Smoke : No
Curse : Try not to. Doesn't sound good to the ears.
Take a Shower : Hah! Smell me!
Have a Crush : Yeah.
Think You've Been In Love: Yeah. Note the word "think"
Go To School : Yep.
Want To Get Married : Yeah.
Believe In Yourself : Hell yeah!
Think You're a Health Freak : No medical student is one anyway :P
Layer Six : In The Past Month
Drank Alcohol : Just a can of shandy. Dead sober otherwise.
Gone To The Mall : Yep.
Been On Stage : Yep. Once a guitarist, always a guitarist.
Eaten Sushi : Yep.
Dyed Your Hair : Nope. I cut off my dyed hair though
Layer Seven : Have You Ever ...
Played A Stripping Game : No
Changed Who You Were To Fit In : Fit in? Ahahaha! I CREATE the rules
Layer Eight : Age You're Hoping
To Get Married : early to mid 20's
Layer Nine : In A Girl/Guy
Best Eye Colour : Sparkling Brown
Best Hair Colour : Dark Brown
Short Hair or Long Hair : Long
Layer Ten : What Were You Doing
1 Min Ago : wasting my time on this
1 Hour Ago : nap time
4.5 Hours Ago : hugged and bid a friend farewell
1 Month Ago : Breathing?
1 Year Ago : Still breathing?
Layer Eleven : Finish The Sentence
I Love : hugs...and smiles
I Feel : happy and contented with my life
I Hate : insecurity and neediness
I Hide : my billions in a swiss account
I Need : more direction from Him up there
Layer Twelve : Tag Five People
Anna
Ben
Gary
Ji Keon
Anyone else on my contact list
Was unusually silent last night...and of all nights for this to happen, bbq nite. Given the array of technical issues, the night sailed on through...on a bright note at that. Thank God! :)
well..although the same could not be said about the cleaning up. Stayed behind until 1am toiling with a small bunch of meddies clearing up the unsightly mess. Frikkin tired thereafter, my bed never felt so good..
But throughout the event,
I was by no means being myself that night. I was so exhausted. Drained. Not physically, as I had my emergency caffeine fix (2 red bulls!)...but in every other imaginable way. My appetite went down the drain. Neither was I in the mood to chat anyone up :(
Photographed the event, people and food. Tried my best to capture the atmosphere. Not eveyone enjoyed the attention by my freelance papparazi-ing. Forgive me, I needed something to keep myself distracted.
Got acquainted with some new faces. Enjoyed the company. Could have been better if I weren't feeling so detached.
Failed to pay attention when I should be listening. My words came out in bouts of verbal diarrhea.
Played the guitar and attempted a few songs. My lack of enthusiasm showed, I suppose. My voice quivered, lacking emotion..and you call that singing?
Just needed to write this as a reminder, a note to myself.
Perhaps I need a breather. I need a good laugh once in a while.
But I shouldn't let my current mood influence upon how I do things. But I suppose these things happen when you least expect it.
Nabeh, very simple leh! No nid to becum loctor ah!
Antibody: against everyone
Artery: the study of fine paintings
Bacteria: back door to a cafeteria
Caesarean section: a district in Rome
Cardiology: advanced study of poker playing
Coma: a punctuation mark
Dilate: to live longer
Genes: blue denim slacks
Haemorrhoid: a male from outer space
Impotent: distinguished, well-known
Labour pain: hurt at work
Organ Transplant: what you do to your piano when you move
Protein: in favour of young people
Red blood count: Count Dracula
Secretion: hiding anything
Tablet: a small table
Terminal illness: getting sick at the airport
Urine: opposite of "you're out"
Varicose: very close
Vein: conceited
It's out...
Done drooling yet?
If you buy me one, I'll be your best friend forever* :P
*until I grow bored of it, that is (sooner than you think)
A watch is a watch right? They all serve the same purpose, obviously. To tell time. But alas, times are changing...and more people are using their mobiles for this purpose. But I can bet that the wristwatch's popularity will prevail well into the next century.
So what seperates a run-of-the-mill Swatch or Casio G-Shock from a top of the line Patek Phillippe? (or Rolex, Breitling, Vacheron Constantin or Omega for that matter)
You'd be surprised, but the cheapo G-Shock is no doubt a lot more accurate than any of its pricey cousins. A quartz movement trumps a mechanical movement anytime. But a mechanical movement is a hell lot more complex and difficult to produce, making it more desirable to enthusiasts and collectors. And a high-quality mechanical movement is truly a wonder to behold and gratifying to own.
But in the end, it all boils down to a matter of personal preference. Aesthetic values vary from one person to another. Just choose whatever suits your personality (and budget, duh!)
In my eyes, some watches seem to blow others out of the water when it comes to design or pure classiness. I personally like chronographs because they look functional yet sophisticated. I'm a sucker for minimalistic designs too. I'm not so much a watch enthusiast, but here are some of my picks. As the prices are OBVIOUSLY out of my league, I won't even consider purchasing one of these (until I start working). But what's wrong with just admiring? :)
1. TAG Heuer Carrera Automatic Chronograph. Price: Around RM 10k
2. TAG Heuer Carrera Automatic Chronograph Tachymetre. Price: RM 8-9k
3. Panerai Luminor GMT. Price: RM 20k
4. Omega Speedmaster Professional. Worn by astronaut Neil Armstrong when he first walked on the moon. Price: Around RM 10k
5. Bell & Ross BR01-92 Limited Edition. Price: Astronomical..You don't want to know!
AND
6. Swatch Irony Chronograph "Dark Phoenix". My current everyday watch. Price: RM 4xx
Originally by Chris Tomlin. Had a bit of time on my hands (and a guitar), so I recorded this short clip.
I dedicate it to no one else but the Creator.
Man...of all excuses horny men come up with to ogle women's assets. This one even looks official-ish. Read carefully...LOL!
I just wonder how they advertised for participants in this research...
Throw away your gym memberships, and wank away to porn instead? What is the world coming to.....
This post is dedicated to my brother Frederick.
Sorry this is so late...but better late than never
Happy birthday bro! Glad to see you're enjoying yourself in sunny Brisbane.
May your faith and passion for Christ be as strong as ever.
And try not to break too many hearts along the way dude!
Q: Does being a medical student suck?
A:
literally
Q: Will she kill me for posting this?
A: Run for your life!! Dammit! RUN!!!
"The measure of a man is not how he falls
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but how he gets up again."
Thanks Kern for sharing that with me. It has been 3 years since.
I'm normally quite averse to this, but my Archilles heel I decide to reveal.
My belief is that it takes a real man to admit his shortfalls.
I do so for my own personal growth.
Over these past few days, my confidence has been shaken. At times, I have been reduced to this anxious, cynical shadow of myself.
A hidden alter ego revealed.
My past scars reveal themselves, fresh as they have been years before.
Words unspoken have hurt me more than those audible. Silence has that effect on me. Makes me assume the worst.
Passion reveals its true form as pure pain. I've learnt the hard way that love is a constant sustained sacrifice.
It gets difficult when I feel I've got something to lose.
My aura of confidence, coolness and invincibility is nothing but a facade.
But this will not end as a recurring tale of defeat. It will be one of hope. And victory.
I will not let myself live in defeat.
Neither is it God's will.
So I'll pick myself up. And arise a stronger man.
Said a 1st year meddie friend about a colleague, "He talks a bit weird."
That unwittingly triggered a few stray neuron connections. A new revelation emerged from Davy Jones' Locker (Too much Pirates). Half baked as it is, it still registers in my frontal lobe as pure logic.
Whoa! This is bad...I'm relapsing into mediocrity.
I'm getting normal. Far too normal. This is a bad sign. Especially when I'm in my 2nd year.
I still yearn for what other people my age yearn for. Social acceptance, relationships and good ol' fun. Which is a BAD omen indeed. Plus, I'm still blogging!
Complacency has reared its butt-ugly head, especially after the exam postponement.
I'm supposed to be a mad med student. Literally. Those who sleep 5 hours a night, even alternate nights. Those who make flash cards months before exams. Those who can memorize the trade names of beta blockers and ACE inhibitors. Those who rub their hands with glee when asked to perform a prostate exam. Which reminds me, I should be anal. Anal retentive I mean. If I still harbor hopes of becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon. Or neurosurgeon. Or maxillofacial surgeon.
Surgery. That means giving up a lot of things in life. The warmth of friendships/relationships.........for the coldness of a scalpel.
Dammm...I'm supposed to be abnormal. See ya, blissful living. Goodbye simple things.
Ah Sher, you said that a picture says a thousand words.
But doesn't a word paint a thousand pictures as well?...
2006 was a crazy year of sorts. The number of laptops I bought and sold off within that year would astound even the most seasoned computer geek. If having laptops can be compared to having wives, I would be an amorous Mormon in Utah. Sans the inbreeding of course.
Here's a short catalogue of my past and present systems:
1. NEC E6000, Pentium M 1.6 GHz. My first laptop. Sold off to a guy who looks like Che Guevara.
2. HP Compaq, Pentium M 1.8 Ghz. A gaming beast. Sold off. 
3. Apple Powerbook G4 Titanium, 550 Mhz. Spray painted it gold. Nickname, "Goldy". Serves as my second system.
4. Apple iBook G4, 1.33 Ghz. Reliable, but its tiny screen put me off. Sold off.
5. Apple iBook G3 Special Edition 366 Mhz. The 'toilet seat'. A snail, but in a nice shell. Sold off with a good profit margin.
6. Apple Powerbook G4 Aluminium, 1.0 Ghz. Nicest looking laptop. Very good speakers. Sold off because I wanted the macbook.
7. Apple Macbook Core Duo 2.0 Ghz. My current main system. Very reliable and serves me well in photo editing, video producing and sound mixing.
And the most interesting sight. Four Apple laptops in a row! ....
Great setting at Genting
People
and finally sleepyhead Li Wen! Just don't kill me for posting this :P