Question: WHY do guys prefer smart girls???
Answer: BECAUSE opposites attract!
muahahahaha...take that!
okok... things to do today:
1. Send the long overdue regional conference report.
2. Go for pbl and pretend i know what i'm presenting.(Actually i found an interesting way to fool my group members. just put on a serious deep sounding voice and look them straight in the eye! they'd be convinced i actually understand my topic!*snigger*)
3. Support M106 cheerleading team tonite. GO VENUS!!! *muacks*
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
DID you know....
SO...Quiz time!
DID you know...
So NOW you know...
Nice rite? didnt know i was so famous and special rite?
Hurry, go check your names out too!
Btw, found this Contrivium thingy from Yee Pei's blog. And according to it, Yee Pei cant regurgitate, if ONLY it were true, lectures would be a far nicer smelling thing to attend. hehe... joking PEI!
ps: feel so much better after reading all the silly things people come up with these days. MICROBIOLOGY here i come!!!
DID you know...
Ten Top Trivia Tips about Denise!
- Only 55 percent of Americans know that the sun is made of Denise. always knew i was HOT! *psssstt*
- Three seagulls flying overhead are a warning that Denise is near. you have been warned...
- The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of Denise. errr... is that very wide?
- Olive oil was used for washing Denise in the ancient Mediterranean world. i would much prefer olive oil in my food thank you very much.
- The moon is 400 times closer to the Earth than Denise, and 400 times smaller. meaning...im out of this world, AND im FAT?? mean people.
- Americans discard enough Denise to rebuild their entire commercial air fleet every 3 months. AGAIN...go on ahead and insult the poor girl *sniff*
- When provoked, Denise will swivel the tip of her abdomen and shoot a jet of boiling chemicals at her attacker. wow cool...i kinda like this one!
- If you keep a goldfish in a dark room, it will eventually turn into Denise! *blub blub* *gurgle gurgle* but i still cant swim!
- You can tell if Denise has been hard-boiled by spinning her. If she stands up, she is hard-boiled. now what they trying to say? that i look dumb and dense when i stand up??!
- An average beaver can cut down Denise every year! nice nice beaver... i really dont taste that good. Go chop Yee Pei, she's 4 times more salty than an ocean.
So NOW you know...
Nice rite? didnt know i was so famous and special rite?
Hurry, go check your names out too!
Btw, found this Contrivium thingy from Yee Pei's blog. And according to it, Yee Pei cant regurgitate, if ONLY it were true, lectures would be a far nicer smelling thing to attend. hehe... joking PEI!
ps: feel so much better after reading all the silly things people come up with these days. MICROBIOLOGY here i come!!!
Monday, September 25, 2006
Simple Maths.
2 weeks to sum1 + inches of alien language notes + 1 CPR exam + 2 PBL's a week + 1 lazy bum = 1 trigger-happy medical student.
Oh, how i love my life!
Oh, how i love my life!
Sunday, September 24, 2006
24th September 2006.
I can't believe the way
Your love has got a hold on me
Each morning I wake to find You near
You lift me above my fears
And set my feet on solid ground
All of my days belong to You
And I breathe in Your breath of life that fills my heart
You are my all consuming fire
I stand here before You
In wide opened wonder
Amazed at the glory of You
The power of heaven
Revealing Your purpose in me
As I'm reaching for You
~opps, forgot the name of the song writer~
Dear Lord, forgive me for the times I doubted Your love and wisdom. Change, THEY say is unevitable. Every wave that sweeps the shores polishes a new rock, every breeze dances to a different dance with the daisy flowers. The world changes, the people around me change, and I know I've changed. But I know now, that no matter when, no matter why, no matter how big the changes in my life, whenever I step back and be still enough to listen, I find You there, right there. As true and timeless and constant and solid as You have always been. Your love,wisdom,mercy and promises never change. And in my ever changing life, I've taken that for granted.
Help me Lord, as I am weak,
Remind me Lord, for I often forget,
Be patient with me Lord, I am learning.
Your love has got a hold on me
Each morning I wake to find You near
You lift me above my fears
And set my feet on solid ground
All of my days belong to You
And I breathe in Your breath of life that fills my heart
You are my all consuming fire
I stand here before You
In wide opened wonder
Amazed at the glory of You
The power of heaven
Revealing Your purpose in me
As I'm reaching for You
~opps, forgot the name of the song writer~
Dear Lord, forgive me for the times I doubted Your love and wisdom. Change, THEY say is unevitable. Every wave that sweeps the shores polishes a new rock, every breeze dances to a different dance with the daisy flowers. The world changes, the people around me change, and I know I've changed. But I know now, that no matter when, no matter why, no matter how big the changes in my life, whenever I step back and be still enough to listen, I find You there, right there. As true and timeless and constant and solid as You have always been. Your love,wisdom,mercy and promises never change. And in my ever changing life, I've taken that for granted.
Help me Lord, as I am weak,
Remind me Lord, for I often forget,
Be patient with me Lord, I am learning.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
It Just Dont Feel Right...
It just dont feel right lar.....
Not used to it lar....
How to blog in IMU's computer lab?? So uncomfortable sitting here, typing whats supposed to be my innermost thoughts while busybodies like lishan and hmmm....i dont know whats her name on my right... stretch their long necks.
Yup, you would have guessed it by now.
Between the last post and this, Miss Suyin has started semester2 of her medical education.
AND that means.... A few things have happened between the last post and this, but she was too pig to write it down.
Amongst these were:
1. Getting over post-camp depression after returning from Sarawak.
2. Joining M206's orientation a few days after it actually started.
3. Ending M206's orientation with a BANG.
4. Seeing someone get hurt.
5.Understanding the meaning of being paralysed.
6. Throwing a surprise going-away party for darling Eunice Chu. (must tell you all about this man, scandalous!)
7. Looking through pathoLOGY, microbioLOGY,parasitoLOGY,pharmacoLOGY, and immunoLOGY books, little head voices me it's going to be a ''wonderfull'' semester.
8. Going for pathoLOGY, and microbioLOGY introduction lecture, not-so little voices shouting in my head ''what a glorious semester to look foward to''
9. Being thrown into the swimming pool by a bunch of ''loving,respectfull,gratefull'' juniors. (didnt know you guys loved us THAT much! =P)
10. Finally buying a mirror for my room.
Things i didnt do between the last post and this:
1. Blog about the stuff on the list above.
2. Knock in a decent nail for my mirror.
3. Eat a single meal in the cafeteria. It's always gone by the time we finish class *cry cry*
3. Make Eunice cry during the going-away party (nevermind, still got this sunday, still got HOPE!)
4. Finish my elective report.
5. Read up on the WHOLE pbl topic so we can have a ''discussion'' this thursday.
YAY! i blogged!
ps: am still scared. hope today will be a nice, friendly day.
Not used to it lar....
How to blog in IMU's computer lab?? So uncomfortable sitting here, typing whats supposed to be my innermost thoughts while busybodies like lishan and hmmm....i dont know whats her name on my right... stretch their long necks.
Yup, you would have guessed it by now.
Between the last post and this, Miss Suyin has started semester2 of her medical education.
AND that means.... A few things have happened between the last post and this, but she was too pig to write it down.
Amongst these were:
1. Getting over post-camp depression after returning from Sarawak.
2. Joining M206's orientation a few days after it actually started.
3. Ending M206's orientation with a BANG.
4. Seeing someone get hurt.
5.Understanding the meaning of being paralysed.
6. Throwing a surprise going-away party for darling Eunice Chu. (must tell you all about this man, scandalous!)
7. Looking through pathoLOGY, microbioLOGY,parasitoLOGY,pharmacoLOGY, and immunoLOGY books, little head voices me it's going to be a ''wonderfull'' semester.
8. Going for pathoLOGY, and microbioLOGY introduction lecture, not-so little voices shouting in my head ''what a glorious semester to look foward to''
9. Being thrown into the swimming pool by a bunch of ''loving,respectfull,gratefull'' juniors. (didnt know you guys loved us THAT much! =P)
10. Finally buying a mirror for my room.
Things i didnt do between the last post and this:
1. Blog about the stuff on the list above.
2. Knock in a decent nail for my mirror.
3. Eat a single meal in the cafeteria. It's always gone by the time we finish class *cry cry*
3. Make Eunice cry during the going-away party (nevermind, still got this sunday, still got HOPE!)
4. Finish my elective report.
5. Read up on the WHOLE pbl topic so we can have a ''discussion'' this thursday.
YAY! i blogged!
ps: am still scared. hope today will be a nice, friendly day.
Monday, August 21, 2006
1 Liter of Tears
I missed the Orientation Officers first meeting today. Sigh....what kind of OO am i going to make lar, dates of the FIRST meeting oso can get mixed up. Im diappointed in myself *shame shame*
How are the young juniors going to look up to me, respect me and trust me with their lives now?? how?
Mayb i should just give up and go be a bloodsucking-evil loving-sinister Station Master.
(HAH! fat chance lar)
Anyways... to Geoff (group leader =P),Pei,Xan,Angie(hehe..although you also didnt attend the meeting) and old mustaqim (chief OO) my most sincere apologies. I got the days mixed up, i thot tuesday was the 21st. How doink can i get?! *hits self on the head*
I would call or message you guys to say sorry or explain myself properly, but i've been searching my entire house the whole morning. My handphone is missing!!! I cant find it!!!
It ran out of creadit bout a 2 weeks ago, then it ran out of battery, was too lazy to search for the also missing charger so i left it at home and havent been using it for quite sometime. Then this morning when i needed to contact you guys, it was gone! And now i dont have anyone's phone number! bohohoho....
*gasp!* and i just realised im flying of to sarawak on wednesday! that gives me less than 48hours to relocate my handphone, or else im going to fly to a foreign land UNARMED! the horror!
And i havent started packing for the trip yet *double gasp*
And i and eunice havent finished making the visual presentation *triple gasp*
And we also havent started on the title for our timeline yet *gasp gasp gasp gasp faint*
Mayb i am a little underprepared for this trip afterall.
Ok, enough about mixed up date meetings and horror trips. I want to tell you what i did last nite! (which would also partly explain why i missed the meeting)
In hopes of saving poor old Denise from dying of boredom, my darling cousin Xiao Yen took pity on me and borrowed me this japanese DVD
''1 Litter of Tears''
I guess from the tittle itself you can tell how happy and cheerfull the show was. At first i was a little skeptical too, cos most korean and japanese dramas have the same plot.
''boymeetsgirl-boyandgirlfight-boyrealisehecantlivewithoutcutegirl'snagging-girlthinkboynice-boyfallforgirl-girlfallforboy-girlgetseriousterminalillness-crycrycry-girl'sconditiongetsworst-butstilleverbeautifulinbedwithmakeupon-girldies-boyvowsnevertomarryagain.
But this movie.It was different.I tell you it was tear jerking from the start! The producers have to consideration for your feelings wan.It's really, too touching lar. i had to stop and rest halfway thru dics2 cos the heart just couldnt take it anymore.
It's basically a true story bout a 15 year old girl,at the prime of her life, being diagnosed with mutation of the spinal cord and cerebellum (i think). the illness causes the once active class president and basketball player to gradually loose control of her body movements. No cure to date.Slowly she losses ability to run,walk,hold things, talk, trouble expressing herself. Going back to school is so hard, she finally had to attend a 'special school' She is still ever the same on the inside, intellectual ability is not affected,the mind is still active. And i think that is the worst part of the disease. To actually know what is happening around and to yourself, but unable to find a way to express yourself. Still active as ever inside,but the total opposite on the outside. the simple task of moving a leg needs all the concentration a 15year old can muster.its literally being trap in your own body.
This 15 year old girl had to live with the disease as best as she could. Everything is seen in a different light,a different angle. Family,friends,nature,music,walks in the park,the chance to fall in love. All of these things take on a new meaning when you're pressed for time. So she had to compact her whole growing up life in the 10 years granted to her.
A quote:
''Although i've been hurt by heartless stares, i know in some there is a gentle stares''
(the english translation was a lil bad, but you get the idea)
I'm sure you can imagine with me, a pretty,smart, atheletic girl, suddenly unable to walk properly,unable to pronounce her words. People cant help but to feel pity and sad for her.
But maybe thats just the problem with our society. We see a crippled or blind or sick person, and we feel pity for them. It's not wrong to have pity for them, because in pitying them, we are trying to share in their sadness.
But what we should always remember when we see a sick person is, to not only look at the disability, but first and foremost to acknowledge a dignified human in that body. We say ''dont judge a book by its cover''. So isnt cancer,AIDS,down syndrome,blindness just different version of a 'cover'? Isnt it just a shell? Arent they just the same inside?wanting respect and self worth just like the rest of us?
I admit I've never been in their shoes and i cant possibly understand what they are going thru. But i remember how it felt as a child, when everyone told me, i was too young to do anything. And even as teenagers, we often harp about how we are treated like kids,not allowed to do things for ourselves. We dread feeling inferior,uncapable, dependent.
So why should we make less-abled people feel that dreaded way? None of us can live on this earth without help in one way or another from someone else. We are dependant creatures,all of us. So whats the big fuss if they sometimes need a lil more help than others? Give the help to them, but also treat them like everybody else. The girl in the movie, she liked it best when everyone continued doing their normal activities, including her in when possible. Because that was the home she grew up in, thats the way she wanted to remember it. She didnt want everyone changing just to accomodate her,because that would mean she was no longer part of the family, it would mean the family was trying to serve her. Just because they need a little help, it doesnt mean they cant contribute as much back into society. It doesnt mean they cant help others in need.It doesnt mean we cant learn as much from them as we do from our books.
We always teach our children to be considerate towards disabled people. Then why are we doing the opposite? Why do we shy away and suddenly find the floor tiles so interesting when we see them in public places? Are afraid to look at them in the eye and give a smile or a nod of 'hello'?Are we afraid that they might get offended if we recognised their disability? But wont they be even more offended if we ignored them and instead give pityinh smiles to their care givers?
Why, when wanting to ask about their condition we direct our questions to the caregivers/parents and not the patient himself?Are we saying they dont know enough about themselves and need a spokesperson in their behalf?
The fact that I'm studying to be a doctor.....well,
am i being too harsh?too inconsiderate in thinking these things? i dont know.
I know people with illnesses need help and understanding from us, but couldnt we give in a way that would not take away their dignity?
The next time i see a less-abled sister, i'm going to try to stop myself from feeling pity ar sad for her. I'm going to try to look beyong her shell, and i'm going to see a fellow human worthy or respect and admiration.
Easier said than done.
(opps...better go back looking for my handphone. Gah!)
How are the young juniors going to look up to me, respect me and trust me with their lives now?? how?
Mayb i should just give up and go be a bloodsucking-evil loving-sinister Station Master.
(HAH! fat chance lar)
Anyways... to Geoff (group leader =P),Pei,Xan,Angie(hehe..although you also didnt attend the meeting) and old mustaqim (chief OO) my most sincere apologies. I got the days mixed up, i thot tuesday was the 21st. How doink can i get?! *hits self on the head*
I would call or message you guys to say sorry or explain myself properly, but i've been searching my entire house the whole morning. My handphone is missing!!! I cant find it!!!
It ran out of creadit bout a 2 weeks ago, then it ran out of battery, was too lazy to search for the also missing charger so i left it at home and havent been using it for quite sometime. Then this morning when i needed to contact you guys, it was gone! And now i dont have anyone's phone number! bohohoho....
*gasp!* and i just realised im flying of to sarawak on wednesday! that gives me less than 48hours to relocate my handphone, or else im going to fly to a foreign land UNARMED! the horror!
And i havent started packing for the trip yet *double gasp*
And i and eunice havent finished making the visual presentation *triple gasp*
And we also havent started on the title for our timeline yet *gasp gasp gasp gasp faint*
Mayb i am a little underprepared for this trip afterall.
Ok, enough about mixed up date meetings and horror trips. I want to tell you what i did last nite! (which would also partly explain why i missed the meeting)
In hopes of saving poor old Denise from dying of boredom, my darling cousin Xiao Yen took pity on me and borrowed me this japanese DVD
''1 Litter of Tears''
I guess from the tittle itself you can tell how happy and cheerfull the show was. At first i was a little skeptical too, cos most korean and japanese dramas have the same plot.
''boymeetsgirl-boyandgirlfight-boyrealisehecantlivewithoutcutegirl'snagging-girlthinkboynice-boyfallforgirl-girlfallforboy-girlgetseriousterminalillness-crycrycry-girl'sconditiongetsworst-butstilleverbeautifulinbedwithmakeupon-girldies-boyvowsnevertomarryagain.
But this movie.It was different.I tell you it was tear jerking from the start! The producers have to consideration for your feelings wan.It's really, too touching lar. i had to stop and rest halfway thru dics2 cos the heart just couldnt take it anymore.
It's basically a true story bout a 15 year old girl,at the prime of her life, being diagnosed with mutation of the spinal cord and cerebellum (i think). the illness causes the once active class president and basketball player to gradually loose control of her body movements. No cure to date.Slowly she losses ability to run,walk,hold things, talk, trouble expressing herself. Going back to school is so hard, she finally had to attend a 'special school' She is still ever the same on the inside, intellectual ability is not affected,the mind is still active. And i think that is the worst part of the disease. To actually know what is happening around and to yourself, but unable to find a way to express yourself. Still active as ever inside,but the total opposite on the outside. the simple task of moving a leg needs all the concentration a 15year old can muster.its literally being trap in your own body.
This 15 year old girl had to live with the disease as best as she could. Everything is seen in a different light,a different angle. Family,friends,nature,music,walks in the park,the chance to fall in love. All of these things take on a new meaning when you're pressed for time. So she had to compact her whole growing up life in the 10 years granted to her.
A quote:
''Although i've been hurt by heartless stares, i know in some there is a gentle stares''
(the english translation was a lil bad, but you get the idea)
I'm sure you can imagine with me, a pretty,smart, atheletic girl, suddenly unable to walk properly,unable to pronounce her words. People cant help but to feel pity and sad for her.
But maybe thats just the problem with our society. We see a crippled or blind or sick person, and we feel pity for them. It's not wrong to have pity for them, because in pitying them, we are trying to share in their sadness.
But what we should always remember when we see a sick person is, to not only look at the disability, but first and foremost to acknowledge a dignified human in that body. We say ''dont judge a book by its cover''. So isnt cancer,AIDS,down syndrome,blindness just different version of a 'cover'? Isnt it just a shell? Arent they just the same inside?wanting respect and self worth just like the rest of us?
I admit I've never been in their shoes and i cant possibly understand what they are going thru. But i remember how it felt as a child, when everyone told me, i was too young to do anything. And even as teenagers, we often harp about how we are treated like kids,not allowed to do things for ourselves. We dread feeling inferior,uncapable, dependent.
So why should we make less-abled people feel that dreaded way? None of us can live on this earth without help in one way or another from someone else. We are dependant creatures,all of us. So whats the big fuss if they sometimes need a lil more help than others? Give the help to them, but also treat them like everybody else. The girl in the movie, she liked it best when everyone continued doing their normal activities, including her in when possible. Because that was the home she grew up in, thats the way she wanted to remember it. She didnt want everyone changing just to accomodate her,because that would mean she was no longer part of the family, it would mean the family was trying to serve her. Just because they need a little help, it doesnt mean they cant contribute as much back into society. It doesnt mean they cant help others in need.It doesnt mean we cant learn as much from them as we do from our books.
We always teach our children to be considerate towards disabled people. Then why are we doing the opposite? Why do we shy away and suddenly find the floor tiles so interesting when we see them in public places? Are afraid to look at them in the eye and give a smile or a nod of 'hello'?Are we afraid that they might get offended if we recognised their disability? But wont they be even more offended if we ignored them and instead give pityinh smiles to their care givers?
Why, when wanting to ask about their condition we direct our questions to the caregivers/parents and not the patient himself?Are we saying they dont know enough about themselves and need a spokesperson in their behalf?
The fact that I'm studying to be a doctor.....well,
am i being too harsh?too inconsiderate in thinking these things? i dont know.
I know people with illnesses need help and understanding from us, but couldnt we give in a way that would not take away their dignity?
The next time i see a less-abled sister, i'm going to try to stop myself from feeling pity ar sad for her. I'm going to try to look beyong her shell, and i'm going to see a fellow human worthy or respect and admiration.
Easier said than done.
(opps...better go back looking for my handphone. Gah!)
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Voices.
I found myself today,
Ohh... I found myself and ran away,
But something pulled me back,
A voice of reason I forgot i had.
All I know is you're not here to say,
What you always used to say,
But it's written in the sky tonight.
So I wont give up,
No I wont breakdown,
They say, sooner than it seems life turns around.
Then I will be strong,
Even when it all goes wrong.
When I'm standing in the dark,
I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me.
I've seen that ray of light.
And it's shinning on my destiny,
Shining all the time.
And I dont want to be afraid,
to follow everywhere it's taking me.
All I know is yesterday is gone,
And right now,more than ever, i want to belong,
To this moment,
And to my dreams.
So I wont give up,
No I wont breakdown,
They say, sooner than it seems life turns around.
Then I will be strong,
Even when it all goes wrong.
When I'm standing in the dark,
I'll still believe,
Someone's watching over me.
It doesnt matter what people say,
And it doesnt matter how long it takes,
Believe in yourself
And you'll fly.
And it only matters how true you are.
Be true to yourself,
And follow your heart.
(*note*: A song I heard,but changed the lyrics a little to put to words the voices thats been lingering in my head these past days.hope the writter wont mind too much)
Ohh... I found myself and ran away,
But something pulled me back,
A voice of reason I forgot i had.
All I know is you're not here to say,
What you always used to say,
But it's written in the sky tonight.
So I wont give up,
No I wont breakdown,
They say, sooner than it seems life turns around.
Then I will be strong,
Even when it all goes wrong.
When I'm standing in the dark,
I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me.
I've seen that ray of light.
And it's shinning on my destiny,
Shining all the time.
And I dont want to be afraid,
to follow everywhere it's taking me.
All I know is yesterday is gone,
And right now,more than ever, i want to belong,
To this moment,
And to my dreams.
So I wont give up,
No I wont breakdown,
They say, sooner than it seems life turns around.
Then I will be strong,
Even when it all goes wrong.
When I'm standing in the dark,
I'll still believe,
Someone's watching over me.
It doesnt matter what people say,
And it doesnt matter how long it takes,
Believe in yourself
And you'll fly.
And it only matters how true you are.
Be true to yourself,
And follow your heart.
(*note*: A song I heard,but changed the lyrics a little to put to words the voices thats been lingering in my head these past days.hope the writter wont mind too much)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)