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older, but not wiser

2011-11-08T22:31:00.000-08:00

today i was sitting at my desk in Rockhampton and suddenly remembered that i have a blog!

wow!

its been 2 years since my last post, and i realised that i still dont have anything important or wise to say.

after many months of slogging it out in the hospital doing menial tasks, and a few more months in the army..

I find it harder to think.

And focus.

I hope I didn't brain my damage

2009-05-12T06:35:00.000-07:00

perhaps the only thing nowadays that irritates me more than my own ignorance, is when i have to work with not so bright nurses. stupid doctor + smart nurse = patient making it out alive. but stupid doctor + stupid nurse = doom.

2009-02-24T10:42:00.000-08:00

in the twinkling of an eye, school is over, for ever. now is the begining of the rest of my life. for once, i shall attempt to be serious. i am now 1.5 weeks away from my final mbbs. if i pass, i become a doctor. if i fail, i wait for 6 months. i hope i pass. however, with my current level of knowledge, and my current set of skills, i'm not sure if i have what it takes to react to the old gentleman with a heart attack at 3am, or the young boy with suspected appendicitis who's sceaming his head off, or the young family that has just lost their sole breadwinner to a surgical mishap and are awaiting an explanation.. times are bad. but i guess the reason why things are such, is to remind me that there is someone i have to look to. someone who has my future in his hands.

2008-12-06T05:17:00.000-08:00

in response to the hundreds of emails from anxious fans that have been flooding the mailbox of what what what who why where what?, we at what what what who why where what? would like to reassure fans that our beloved chairman is still very much alive after his thrilling fight with the great mongoose of france,although he is currently mentally impaired as 3 out of the 7 neurons in his brain were damaged. however doctors insist that prognosis is good as although his gross IQ score was halved by the injury, the loss of 10 IQ points from 20 to 10 can be made up in a couple of months, just in time for our beloved chairman to sit for his final MBBS and hopefully not fart in the examiner's general direction.
any monetary assistance would be welcome, as our chairman has expressed the desire to return to france for a rematch.

2008-10-04T23:49:00.000-07:00

Butch Cassidy: Kid, there's something I ought to tell you. I never shot anybody before.
Sundance Kid: One hell of a time to tell me.

2008-09-20T03:51:00.000-07:00

dinner on the shores of bali

Retaliating in the foodfight with my patented HADOUKEN

pompei

forgot to block

trevi fountain

2008-08-11T07:54:00.000-07:00

Rome

Tomb of Julius Caesar. Was here that mark anthony ( in shakespeare's voice said)
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with Caesar ... The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answered it ...
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest,
(For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral ...
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man….
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.

what an ass.

feeling strong in the colosseum

The crater of Mt. Versuvius, destroyer of pompeii. yet another hike!

Pompeii.

2008-07-26T01:26:00.000-07:00

street fighter

2008-07-21T09:29:00.001-07:00

Frenchman: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

2008-07-18T08:57:00.000-07:00

today i had my psychiatry exam, and then i watched the dark knight.
i was stressed to the max. from the movie, not the exam.
the dark knight is truly the greatest comic book, and perhaps even crime movie of all time. its up there with the godfather 1 and 2. and even infernal affairs.

instead of trying to study personality disorders from the psychiatry for doctors book, just watch heath ledger's performance.

unstable relationships? check. impulsiveness? check. suicicdal gestures? check. unstable affect? check. transient psychosis? check. anger? check. severe self harm? check. scary-as-hell-and-makes-u-feel-like-peeing-in-your-pants-and-shouting-mamma-mia? check.

gonna read the killing joke again now...

2008-07-17T11:04:00.001-07:00

2008-07-14T10:52:00.000-07:00

just realised that in 8 months time i (might) be a doctor. now that is a scary thought. you might wanna stay away from public hospitals for a few months.. i'll tell you when the coast is clear.

in other news, i have completed grand theft auto and metal gear solid in recent weeks. halfway through my second round of metal gear. yeaaaaaah

2008-07-13T00:10:00.000-07:00

Jay and Silent Bob show how its done.

2008-07-12T09:31:00.000-07:00

Randal: "What did you lke better: Jedi or The Empire Strikes Back?"
Dante: "Empire."
Randal: "Blasphemy."
Dante: "Empire had the better ending. I mean, Luke get's his hand cut off, finds out Vader's his father. Han get's frozen, taken away by Boba Fett. It ends on such a down note. I mean, that's what life is: a series of down endings. All Jedi had was a bunch of Muppets."
Randal: "There was something else going on in Jedi. I never noticed it 'til today. They build another Death Star, Right?"
Dante: "Yeah."
Randal: "Now, the first one was completed and fully operational before the rebels destroyed it."
Dante: "Luke blew it up. Give credit where credit's due."
Randal: "And the second one was still being built when they blew it up."
Dante: "Comliments of Lando Calrissian."
Randal: "Something just never sat right with me that second time around. I could never put my finger on it, but something just wasn't right."
Dante: "And you figured it out."
Randal: "The first Death Star was manned by the Imperial army. The only people on board were Storm troopers, Dignitaries, Imperialists."
Dante: "Basically."
Randal: "So when they blew it up, no problem. Evil's punished."
Dante: "And the second time around?"
Randal: "The second time around it wasn't even done beind built yet. It was still under construction."
Dante: "So?"
Randal: "So, a construction job of that magnitude would require a hell of lot more manpower than the Imperial army had to offer. I'll bet they brought independent contractors in on that thing. Plumbers, aluminum siders, roofers--"
Dante: "Not just Imperialists. Is that what you're getting at?"
Randal: "Exactly. In order to get it built quickly and quietly, they'd hire anybody that could do the job. You think the average Storm Trooper knows how to install a toilet main? All's they know is killing and white uniforms."
Dante: "Alright, so, they bring in independent contractors. Why are you so upset at it's destruction."
Randal: "All those innocent contractors brought in to do the job are killed, casualtios of a war they had nothing to do with. Alright, look, you a roofer. Some juicy government contract comes your way. You got a wife and kids, the two-story in suburbia. This is a government contract which means all sorts of benefits. Along come these left-wing militants who blast everything within a three-mile radius with their lasers. You didn't ask for that; you had no personal politics. You're just trying to scrape out a living."
Blue Collar Man: "Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt, but, uh, what are you talking about?"
Randal: "The ending of Return of the Jedi."
Dante: "My friend here is trying to convince me that any independent contractors who were working on the Death Star were innocent victims when they were destroyed by the rebels."
Blue Collar Man: "Well, I'm a contractor myself. I'm a roofer. 'Done and Ready Home Improvements'. And speaking as a roofer, I can tell you a roofer's personal politics comes into play heavily when choosing jobs."
Randal: "Like when?"
Blue Collar Man: "Three weeks ago, I was offered a job up in the hills, beautiful house, ton's of property, a simple re-shingling job. They told me if I could finish it in one day, I would double my price. Then I realized whose house it was."
Dante: "Whose house was it?"
Blue Collar Man: "Dominic Bambino's."
Randal: "Baby Face Bambino, teh gangster?"
Blue Collar Man: "The same! The money was right, but the risk was too high. I know who he was, and based on that, I turned the job over to a friend of mine."
Dante: "Bosed on personal politics."
Blue Collar Man: "Right! And the next week, the Foresie family put a hit on Baby Face's house. My friend was shot and killed. Didn't even finish re-shingling."
Randal: "No way."
Blue Collar Man: "I'm alive because I knew the risk involved in that particular client. My friend wasn't so lucky. Any contractor working on that Death Star knew the risk involved. If they got killed, it's their own fault. A roofer listen's to this, not his wallet."

2008-07-10T08:55:00.000-07:00

2008-07-10T05:56:00.000-07:00

2008-07-06T00:09:00.000-07:00

i felt it necessary to talk a little about a subject close to my heart. well, probably not as close as it is to lynn's tummy, or my lover colin's. but, still close.

foie gras, from Chartier. this place is listed as one of the top 10 eats in paris. Opened in 1896, this unpretentious restaurant is now an official historic monument. The food is extremely value for money. I ordered foie gras, steak and fries and a cheese platter all for about 20 euros. After downing the foie gras, i was too caught up in the happiness of the moment to take any more photos.

Good thing we arrived early. the queue after we left was insane.

supposedly the best ice cream in paris. i still remember strolling towards the louvre while eating this. pure happiness in a cone. dont get that feeling very often.

the legendary ice cream shop. somewhere near notre dame

the best moments probably came from the outdoor experiences , but when it comes to urban life, the city of lights has no rival.

2008-07-05T09:22:00.000-07:00

boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth.

What truth?

boy: There is no spoon.

There is no spoon?

boy: Then you'll see, that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.

2008-07-03T10:08:00.000-07:00

the leaning tower of pisa peeks out. actually all the buildings here lean. its amazing how a mistake can end up creating something so famous. maybe if i try screwing something up real badly....

Riomaggiore, one of the 5 villages of the Cinque Terre. Best place on earth to chill, with good food, beautiful scenery and pubs that organise beach soccer tournaments.

We found this while taking the 5 hr hike between the 5 villages. Apparently once a couple attaches a lock there, they will never be seperated. we did consider cracking the number locks there, but the thought of causing a divorce went against our firm morals. note the hugeass lock at the bottom right. singaporean couples have been here!

view during the hike. the village of corniglia is perched above the sea. in the distance manarola can be seen..

Vernazza, jewel of the Cinque Terre.
Singapore sucks!

2008-06-26T06:58:00.000-07:00

the Chemin de Nietzsche, so named as the german philospher Friedrich Nietzsche was inspired by the rugged beauty of this trail from the seaside to the medievel village of Eze to compose the third part of “Thus Spake Zarathustra"

Eze

again, the path of Nietzsche, where we unexpectedly met the Great Mongoose of Eze and fought him for 3 days and 3 nights. as a result, we temporarily gain powers rivaling that of Yang Guo ( who spent a week fighting the Great Condor of Hongshan. we unfortunately lost our powers after eating foie gras and cheese platter no. 28, but that is a story for another time.

Cannes

Our roomies. big dude to the left of me french-kissed a french girl and then promptly pee pee-ed in a french fountain.

2008-06-23T06:18:00.000-07:00

the dolomites

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strudel in the italian alps

the start of the 8 hour hike/climb. the schlern looms in the background. no pain no gain

before starting the climb, saw everyone else dressed in thick jackets with studded boots and climbing poles. was laughing at them for being so on. i was dressed for the beach, with berms and adidas superstar sneakers. after encountering the ice, stopped laughing and started getting hum. its a long fall to the bottom of the mountain.

on top of the schlern

2008-06-23T02:37:00.000-07:00

parking my car outside the casino de monte carlo

canadian comedians

great mountain of eze

promenade des anglais, Nice

2008-06-21T23:56:00.000-07:00

The american cemetry at normandy.

We were here 2 days before the 64th anniversary of Operation Overlord, or D-Day. Some veterans were there laying flowers on the graves of their fallen comarades.

The sun was up, and birds were singing, but the general mood in the area was sombre and reflective.

The statue is called the Spirit of American Youth. On the ground around the statue, words have been carved into the ground: Mine eyes have seen the coming of the Lord

2008-06-21T22:54:00.000-07:00

The Artist's Mother, by James Whistler, in the Musee D'Orssay

Sacré-Cœur

German Cemetry in Normandy

notre dame

Château de Versailles, the hall of mirrors

2008-04-05T22:58:00.000-07:00

normally i dont read this sort of frivolous stuff sent around via email, because of the many important matters which take up most of my precious time, such as games.

however, i found this little message sent to me by my mom rather entertaining.

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighbouring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.

The question?... What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.

He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.

Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer.

But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.

The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!

Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.

He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.

He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.

Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question thus:

What a woman really wants, she answered.... is to be in charge of her own life.

Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.

And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.

The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened?

The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.

Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day....or night?

Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?

What would YOU do?

What Lancelot chose is below. BUT....make YOUR choice before you scroll down below. OKAY?

Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.

Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.

Now....what is the moral to this story?

Scroll down

The moral is.....
If you don't let a woman have her own way....
Things are going to get ugly

2008-03-22T23:37:00.000-07:00

reminder to myself

old airport road hawker center
siglap food tour
katong food tour
buko nero
finalmente gastronomia 443 Macpherson Road
Between Hotel Winsor and Mazda

Beancurd city 133 jalan besar

Kim's Hokkien Mee
62-B Jalan Eunos

2008-03-17T10:36:00.001-07:00

i havent been blogging, simply because there is nothing to blog about. most of the interesting incidents and jokes during my 1st month of electives are unsuitable for public viewership, mostly due to the fact that they all center around bananas and cucumbers.
whereas my life in cardiology so far has just been episode after episode of getting spanked. a bit sian.

2008-03-15T22:55:00.000-07:00

2008-03-09T05:06:00.000-07:00

2008-03-08T07:38:00.000-08:00

Cloud from Crisis Core. Looking a bit juvenile and more than a little gay.

2008-03-05T08:04:00.001-08:00

2008-02-29T08:12:00.000-08:00

2008-02-23T22:24:00.000-08:00

It is with great pleasure that we at What What What Who Why Where What? introduce our new sponsor, the singapore zoological zoo. As a token of appreciation, we have agreed to do a writeup on their newest exhibit, cheeyong the Bornean Orang Utan.

Cheeyong is a member of a rare subspecies of orang utan, namely Pongo pygmaeus wurmbii. This subspecies was declared to be endangered by WHO in 1999. Scientists were initially puzzled as to why the subspecies was dying out in borneo, as there seemed to be an abundant food supply. However, later studies showed that this particular tribe of orang utan had developed certain new and bizarre ways of life. This included the insistence of eating only pure protein foods like steamed chicken breast, and the total exclusion of bananas. Also, many orang utan males started stealing protein powder from the indigenous people, which result in them getting into many fights with the regular gymmers in the villages. Many orang utan males were also observed to be spending all their time lifting rocks and other heavy objects (including each other), interrupting the regime only when they peered at the reflection of their developing muscles in the river. This was so much so that all other essential activities such as mating and educating their young was compromised. one can always differentiate a pongo pygmaeus from the rest by their characteristic tongue movements, and of course their hulk-like physique.

2008-02-23T01:06:00.001-08:00

today, in a fit of inspired brilliance, i put the house key on the table, went out of my house and locked the door. after a severe internal struggle whether to call a locksmith or reveal my identity as spiderman, i decided to screw my identity and save 80 bucks. only trouble was that i lent my webshooters to some desperate old men in the erectile dysfunction clinic, so i had to do it the hard way. aunt may, instead of fearing for her nephew's life, went about gleefully snapping photos. i think she might have known all along.

2008-02-22T09:36:00.000-08:00

Treatment of banana with skin:

meds

Treatment of banana without skin:

meds
implant
penile pump
goreng pisang

Treatment of tofu:

meds
implant
penile pump
penile injection just before intercourse( for the diehard believers of the mantra: NO PAIN NO GAIN!)
fry with knife cooking oil, a study has shown that fried tofu is harder. but dont fry too long, cause prolonged frying may result in the most feared complication of smelly tofu (Prof King, Stone et. al )

2008-02-08T11:45:00.000-08:00

who took my ENT textbook???

2008-02-03T10:17:00.000-08:00

Wise words

Mark Sim: Lizards are damn freaking powerful rodents.

Bren(Juno): ...Doctors are sadists who like to play God and laugh at the lesser people's pain.

2008-02-02T10:14:00.000-08:00

click if you like metal gear solid. one of the coolest and most emo scenes in the history of videogaming. if you aren't moved, you've got a heart of stone baby

2008-01-23T22:12:00.000-08:00

2008-01-21T10:14:00.000-08:00

never, ever read a good food blog just before you are trying to sleep.
just read chubbyhubby's post on bali. i'm gonna eat every single suckling pig on the friggin island next week.
you have been warned, good people of bali. no more char siew for you guys.

2008-01-15T08:00:00.001-08:00

2008-01-06T19:14:00.001-08:00

gonna be the best sequel ever, dude

2007-12-29T22:33:00.000-08:00

to all 4 of my avid readers (including myself), i am sorry for not blogging as often as i would have liked. i have been rather free of late, thus i have lacked both the time and inspiration to record the happenings in my happening lifestyle; this is in keeping with my policy of only blogging, surfing the net and facebooking when i am supposed to be studying. please check back in another 3 or 4 weeks, when i will be attempting to hold the jaws of death at bay with my trusty set of pathology notes( which by the way have either been missing for 2 years or never existed in the first place, i can't remember which)

2007-12-19T20:37:00.000-08:00

2007-12-17T02:52:00.000-08:00

Why so serious?

Batman: The Dark Knight
is coming!

2007-12-15T20:35:00.000-08:00

viewership of this site has droppped 50% over the last 2 months, from 4 hits a week down to 2 hits.
in a bid to salvage the plummeting readership, we at What What What Who Why Where What? have organised several meetings in a bid to identify the cause of the decline of this once great source of wisdom, information and cheesy jokes.
as a result of these meetings, we have identified a few probable reasons for our fall, and have devised a suitable plan of management and resuscitation.
the main reason for the drop in viewership is probably due to the untimely passing of our dear friend and patron daniel H. he was sewing up a fake vagina during his obstetrics and gynae exam when he suddenly sneezed and fell into the vagina, poking himself in the eye with the needle holder. all attempts at resuscitation were futile and he departed peacefully with his face in the prosthetic vagina, sealing his fate as an amateur gynaecologist for eternity.
other possibilities to explain the decline include a decline in creativity and inpiration for our writers, the recent paediatric exams and the cuteness and sheer numbers of kerliang's blog bunnies who have captured the imagination of thousands.

2007-12-13T02:42:00.000-08:00

Quotable Quote of the day:

shit!

2007-12-02T09:22:00.000-08:00

harold and kumar escape from guatanamo bay

2007-11-27T09:59:00.000-08:00

Who will watch the watchmen?

Akan datang...

2007-11-24T20:51:00.000-08:00

i like this photo for a few reasons. firstly, i like it cos this is like the only time i get to be up close and personal with a zombie. secondly, the lighting is good so i dont look as white as i usually do. and thirdly, i've been waiting for 4 years to finally deserve to wear the shirt. however it must be noted that i still have to dig high and low to locate cervixes, so i need more practice. thus, if any of you would like to do a PAP smear, i am willing to offer my services for a special rate of $5.07 (inclusive of gst), which is probably about 1/6th the market rate. do note that you should only do a PAP smear if you are, or have been sexually active with a human. studies have shown that coitus with hippopotamuses, giraffes and medical textbooks do not necessitate a PAP smear, so most of you can rest easy.

2007-11-11T08:18:00.000-08:00

stardust-- the most entertaining movie i've watched since harold and kumar.

2007-11-02T22:56:00.000-07:00

after 1 week in the posting, i have stumbled upon what is possibly the greatest, and most important truth in all of obstetrics and gynaecology:

Women are made to be loved, not understood.

-Oscar Wilde

2007-10-26T23:30:00.000-07:00

2007-10-26T23:23:00.000-07:00

2007-10-25T10:03:00.000-07:00

just back from HEDON-TAIPEI, with wang, foong, loh, ah pete and jj lin.
it started off with a bang as peter brought his expired passport to the airport instead of the updated one. later on he then proceeded to misplace his updated one on the plane, only to find it in his bag. things got better as we visited shilin market that night and whacked some hotplate steak, chiken cutlet, bubble tea, smelly-tofu-that-wasnt-smelly-enough, chiken heart, and shit tasting dessert. we then went to the arcade section of shilin, in which i managed to finish last in every round of the basketball challenge, and shaun suffered a possible carpal bone fracture in the boxing game, all for prido.
the next day, we went in search of the hot springs. keeping true to ourselves, we tackled the 1st half of our holiday without a guidebook or a guide. managed to find a decent one, with cold and insanely hot pools, in which sperm count plunged to dangerously low levels.
the next few days were spent mostly horlaning around in night markets. i finally carried out my childhood dream of playing the arcade game that lets you attempt to pick up toys. blew a small fortune at the shop trying to get jack skellington.
also sampled snake soup and snake meat, and watched foong and lim jiayang( who is actually singapore celebrity JJ lin's 90kg younger brother ) down shots of snake gallbladder, blood, venom, etc.
JJ is truly the king of all stupid activities. basketball king, games king, card king, magic trick king, lighter tricks king, cigarette smoke ring blowing king, drinking king, punching king, eating king and weight king.
i also visited the best museum ever! its located along old street in danshui and costs $3 to enter. its a fake ripley's believe or not museum that has a grand total of 2 rooms. among the many amazing( and fake ) artifacts, i was most intrigued by an ancient torture device that can only be used on subservient chinese women, a real alien body, a chicken with 4 legs and ah pete who can touch his nose with his tongue.
tired, so this post ends now..

2007-10-13T07:33:00.000-07:00

just back from a little kelong trip. was glad to finally have finally experienced the kelong life. especially with my father, master of the sea. managed to catch some sotong, 1 big barracuda, a few small fishes, a ton of inedible fishes and 1 sea slug complete with spikes.
on another note, nothing makes me feel quite as patriotic as when i make the little journey up north. forget parades and men jumping out of helicoptors, all you need are toilets that dont flush and law-enforcers that dont enforce the law to make you swell up and burst with love and appreciation for the little, artifical red dot we call home.

i've just been reminded that i've got another paediatrics case writeup due on monday. the mere thought of it brings on a throbbing headache that seems worse in the mornings and is constant and progressive. for the sake of my health i shall only attempt it late on sunday night after i'm high on my sunday dinner wine.

2007-10-01T22:26:00.000-07:00

Liverpool captain Steven Gerrard was involved in a traffic collision which left a 10-year-old boy with a suspected broken leg, his spokesman said.

The car was travelling along Grantham Road in Birkdale, Merseyside when the incident happened at 3.15pm.

The spokesman for the midfielder said: 'Steven was driving very slowly through an area of Birkdale when a young boy ran out and hit the side of his car. Steven comforted the boy until the paramedics arrived.

'There were apparently several eye-witnesses who saw the accident.

'Steven later attended a police station where he produced his driving documents as a matter of routine and made a statement about the accident.

'The Liverpool captain was distressed over the accident and has been in contact with the boy's family to check his progress and plans to visit him in the next couple of days.

---soccernet

after reading that article, it got me thinking.

i realised that by answering the following question, it would reveal a lot about that person.

Question: Who would you prefer to bang you down in a car and break your leg?

1) kaka
2) Professor Dusty Shaammaal, orthopaedics king
3) Fiona Xie
4) knight in shining armour/ mr. right
5) spiderman

Analysis
1) those that choose 1 are obviously the football crazy, those that value the game above their life and limb.
2) either you are very kiasu cos you think that by getting an ortho king to tend to you immediately you will be ok faster( by the way that is wrong thinking cos for broken legs you gotta have good 1st aid skills, which is not exactly the forte of an ortho king.)
the other explanation is that you are trying your darndest to get into ortho and you think by letting prof bang you down u can blackmail him into giving u a traineeship. i can think of a few pple who would do this.
3) Option 3 will probably be one of the more popular choices.
4) either you are a desperate single girl, or a desperate single gay
5) Personally i would choose this option.

2007-09-17T03:02:00.000-07:00

i almost forgot about the existence of this blog due to rigors of my celebrity lifestyle, until i received an email last night from one of my fans.

" dearest stoneking, why are you no longer writing? all joy and gladness seem to have gone out of my life ever since the fateful day you stopped giving out your little nuggets of wisdom on your blog. i feel so lost without you. please, please come back. wo yong yuan ai ni!

Fanny. your everlasting fan. "

i would like to apologise to all my fans out there for neglecting them over the last one month. its the fault of my paediatrics posting. screw you paeds! and screw you facebook, ps3, winning eleven, elder scrolls and ps2 that refuses to give up the ghost even though you're friggin 100 years old!
so, i'm back.

2007-08-07T04:51:00.000-07:00

today was a good day.
after don the hedonist warned us of the horrors of a particular lecture, we decided to do ourselves a favour for once and make a break for it.
we had a good lunch of pizza and pasta at sfigatos. thankfully, no beetles in the cream pasta today. whilst sitting around wondering what we could do for the next 3 hours, someone hit on the brilliant idea of having a nice, relaxing swim at the anchorage.
unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse when some inane buffon decided we should play catching in the pool.
the sight of 4 white, half naked and slightly flabby boys/men squealing and splashing water at each other was not pretty to behold. things got even more cringe-worthy when we embarked on a massive and heroic quest to stack all of us onto a tiny lime green float. amazingly, we succeeded, but i managed to get the mother of all backaches whilst attempting to keep out of the way of the more private regions of my honourable comarades.
anyway, the end result was that the swim was anything but nice and relaxing, and it ended off with some wrestling.

2007-08-04T04:10:00.000-07:00

2007-08-02T04:00:00.000-07:00

hungry to the max.

2007-07-15T05:18:00.000-07:00

What does man gain from all his labor
at which he toils under the sun?

Generations come and generations go,
but the earth remains forever.

The sun rises and the sun sets,
and hurries back to where it rises.

The wind blows to the south
and turns to the north;
round and round it goes,
ever returning on its course.

All streams flow into the sea,
yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from,
there they return again.

All things are wearisome,
more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing,
nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.

Is there anything of which one can say,
"Look! This is something new"?
It was here already, long ago;
it was here before our time.

There is no remembrance of men of old,
and even those who are yet to come
will not be remembered
by those who follow.

these ancient words speak clearly of the futility of man's existence. at the end of a man's life, he looks back and asks himself, ' So what was all that for? All the hardwork, pain, tears and sorrow, was it for nothing? Has my life made a difference in the world? Will anyone remember, or for that matter, care what i have done after i am gone? '

hmm.

2007-07-06T03:37:00.000-07:00

Sarlacc

intubation

after a particular horrible experience during an intubation session, ( the guy's throat looked like Sarlacc, the living pit of teeth belonging to Jabba the Hutt; and his breath stank from hell to back), i went home, determined to put aside the day's horrors.

i decided to watch The Host, a korean show that i assumed would be about some terrifyingly interesting virus. turned out that there wasnt a virus in the show at all, and that the host looked like this:

which looked disturbingly like mr sarlacc. my parents noted my visible unease, and offered me some Extremely Chocolatey Minibites, which went a long way in soothing my unrest.

2007-06-23T02:30:00.000-07:00

Monty Python and the Knights that say Ni.
The reason given for the characters pretending to ride horses while their porters banged coconut shells together was because it was much easier than hiring horses and learning to ride them, plus the most important fact that it is much cheaper.

2007-06-21T09:32:00.000-07:00

with the exception of borat, this is probably the best comedy i've watched since Harold and Kumar

2007-06-14T01:35:00.000-07:00

i'm back from my church camp, revived, rejuvenated, refreshed, and round.

just heard about the posting reshuffling, soon i'll be drifting off into the snoozy, misty world of anaesthesia. woohoo!

P.S.
To the Obstetrics and Gynaecology people, here is a short message for you:

hahahaha. eat it!

2007-05-30T21:57:00.000-07:00

William Osler was a true Renaissance man -- a physician, clinician, pathologist, teacher, diagnostician, bibliophile, historian, classicist, essayist, conversationalist, organizer, manager and author. He established a tradition at Hopkins that became the goal of those who succeeded him. He once said, "I desire no other epitaph … than the statement that I taught medical students in the wards, as I regard this as by far the most useful and important work I have been called upon to do."

Perhaps Osler's greatest contribution to medicine was to insist that students learned from seeing and talking to patients and the establishment of the medical residency program. This latter idea spread across the English-speaking world and remains in place today in most teaching hospitals. Through this system, doctors in training make up much of a hospital's medical staff. The success of his residency system depended, in large part, on its pyramidal structure with many interns, fewer assistant residents and a single chief resident, who originally occupied that position for years.

An inveterate prankster, he wrote several humorous pieces under the pseudonym Egerton Yorrick Davis, even fooling the editors of the Philadelphia Medical News with a report on the supposed phenomenon of penis captivus.

Penis captivus is a phenomena describing an event that allegedly happens in rare instances during heterosexual intercourse when the muscles in the vagina clamp down on the penis much more firmly than usual, making it impossible for the penis to withdraw from the vagina regardless of erection status.

The first report of the penis captivus sexual phenomenon can be found in an 1884 article by the fictitious Egerton Yorrick Davis in The Philadelphia Medical News. The article was later discovered to be a hoax perpetrated by Sir William Osler. Historians speculate that he was annoyed by an editorial published in the same journal by Dr. Theophilus Parvin, "An Uncommon Form of Vaginismus." Both men served on that respected journal's editorial board.

All this crap, from the same man who first uttered the great words: "He who studies medicine without books sails an uncharted sea, but he who studies medicine without patients does not go to sea at all."

It goes to show, that to be a great physician, one must either have a great sense of humour as well, or be a victim of penis captivus. Unfortunately, by that classification, more than 97.3% of physicians must have therefore experienced penis captivus at some point or another during their reproductive life, assuming they even have a reproductive lifespan in the first place.

2007-05-25T09:25:00.000-07:00

2007-05-24T00:32:00.000-07:00

Johan Cruyff once said that Filippo Inzaghi was a waif who 'can't play football', unfortunately for Liverpool his 2007 UEFA Champions League winners medal and man of the match award say different to the great Dutchman.

The Reds were stung by the waspish striker's full array of dark arts, goal poaching - in the most literal sense - and wonderful finishing as he scored both goals in AC Milan's 2-1 victory over Liverpool in Athens.

All the talk before the match at the Olympic Stadium was about the sublime Kaka and the influence of Steven Gerrard but it was the 34-year-old striker who stole the show to deliver Milan the revenge they denied they wanted but, in truth, greatly desired.

--Dom Raynor in Athens

2007-05-17T08:56:00.000-07:00

while driving home after sending my parents to the airport, i tuned in to gold 90.5 and listened to a song that i've heard a countless number of times before. while listening to this song, i suddenly realised that every verse spoke to me with crystal clarity, and for that one, fleeting moment, everything was right in the world of the stoneking.

unfortunately that moment passed rather quickly, and the emo-ness with it, but the song remains. and so i'll leave all you avid and imaginary readers with this song, and pray for me as i journey to the land of Malaysia, which is truly in Asia.

No, i'm serious. it really is in asia. i thought you knew that.

There are places i'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life i've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more

Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
In my life i love you more

2007-05-14T03:59:00.000-07:00

while watching 28 weeks later, i felt a little disturbed. perhaps it might have been partially due to the fact that some dude was tearing his wife's face into shreds with his bare fingers and sucking on it, but that wasnt the main reason. The real reason was that i somehow felt a link between myself and the infected humans ( that become zombies and eat everybody, for those of you who dont know what a zombie flick is about ).

after a few days of intensive deep thinking, i realised why i can identify with the infected. it is because i too have been infected by a life threatening, lethal virus that will ultimately claim my life, my sanity, my soul, and finally my Playstation.
and the name of the virus is medicine.

medicine transforms us into brainless sponges, walking from bedside to bedside, lecture to lecture, in search of more pain. it doesnt make sense. lectures, tutorials, casewriteups, getting screwed by tutors gives us more pain, but yet we CRAVE it! and ultimately, by passing the mbbs, we open up a whole new world of misery, but we cannot wait for it. the thirst is insatiable, and like the infected, all we want is more , until ultimately our bones can no longer support our grossly enlarged brains and give way.

the virus is fatal, and for those of you who are already infected, there is no way out. ( there is a cure, but it costs $343 000 ) however, as we always learn, there is no such thing as no treatment. treatment should be palliative and comforting in nature, and those afflicted should try to prevent the progression of this mental disease, by simple mind exercises everyday. for example, every 5 minutes, try to think of something non medical related, like, Why doesn't my web shooters work today?
or, What happens if i try tickling the professor's ear with my cotton bud while he's doing open heart surgery?

in either way, death is inevitable, and sure to result in 2 years time, but heroic life saving methods have been shown to work in the past, such as trying to fail the pros, but they only buy ~1 yr of time.

wah. im rather boliao.

2007-05-10T05:02:00.000-07:00

the transition from n!UH to tt!sh has been a happy one. gone are the days of waiting more than 5 mins for lifts that never come, lifts that cannot close their doors once inside, and lifts that are packed to the brim with noisy people and no ventilation whatsoever. gone also are the days of spending endless hours crammed into a tiny clinic, or sweating in a tie and labcoat in the ward.

most importantly, gone are the long, never-ending days, and hello to the early dengchu days.

in short, goodbye pain, and hello happiness!

2007-05-09T06:37:00.000-07:00

recently, a certain malicious individual has spread rumours about myself that have become somewhat prevalent, and i now seek to address them.

these rumours include the following:

1. that my father is a multi-millionaire businessman
2. that i am a genius
3. that i am secretly a registrar hiding under the guise of a student labcoat
4. that i am spiderman

i shall now state once and for all that there is no truth whatsoever to the above rumours, except perhaps rumour number 4. besides that, all the others are the furthest you can get from the truth, and they are a result of the individual's boredom and uncontrollable impulse to seek out entertainment, even in places where there are none. typically, the individual creates the absurd notion in his deranged mind during an episode of sheer bordeom, then perpetuates it until it becomes accepted as the truth.

therefore, it is my humble plea to all of you not to believe these ideas, and by doing so you would be perpetuating erroneous information that would ultimately be damaging to my person. ( eg. people start asking me for cash, or request that i shoot webs at the professor)

2007-05-03T04:22:00.000-07:00

in response to all the recent queries from my imaginary fans as to why i sometimes go by the name stoneking, here is a short snippet of history that may shed some light on this pressing issue.

in the year 1998, a skinny white boy with a very bad haircut entered secondary 1. his head seemed too big for his body, and there was something very wrong with his face. his eyes were permanently glazed over, and any layman could tell that something was not quite right. when anyone spoke to him, he took awhile to respond, and most of his responses started with a "huh?"

needless to say, his caring classmates were very concerned, and one day another white boy ( but much skinnier and whiter and had very skinny legs like a chicken ) asked him: is anything wrong with you?

the original skinny white boy said: i have a brain tumour.

so that was the reason for his weird looking face, headshape and haircut, and his kind classmates resolved not to tease him. They were very shocked and saddened by the new revelation, and hence did not mind when the white boy with the funny face started coping food from their plates, going to their houses and choping their game sets, and basically abusing the sympathy shown. a few even told their parents and they started praying for the strange white boy.

unfortunately, one day the cat got let out of the bag and his classmates found out that he did not have any tumour, just an extremely warped sense of humour and a dubious personality; and that the reason for his funny looking face was simply because he was born like that, and the reason for his bad haircut was not due to brain surgery, but because his mother cut his hair.

as such the repurcussions were great, and the white boy had to endure double the share of taunting and abuse, of a nature so violent and gruesome that they cannot be mentioned on this innocent and pure website.

unfortunately i have forgotten how this is related to the stoneking tag, so i shall take a break from this boring storytelling session and eat my dinner.

2007-04-29T07:27:00.000-07:00

Revenant Wings. FFXII part 2.
Unfortunately its only on the DS.
And no, DS in this case does not refer to the durian seller (inside joke)
Its the Nintendo DS. As the army says, tis time to beg, borrow or steal.

2007-04-28T10:39:00.000-07:00

SPIDERMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

2007-04-23T02:21:00.001-07:00

In the unlikely event that i end up as a frumpy old professor of Gastrointestinal surgery, here is a sample of the OSCEs i shall set for the final MBBS exam.

Q. What structures has spiderman punched through?

(true/false)

1. transverus abdominis
2. fascia above the arcuate line
3. xiphisternum
4. abdominal aorta
5. thoracic vertbrae
6. thoracic duct
7. the stomach in situs inversus
8. sympathetic chain

(scroll down for answers)

Answers:
F
F
F
F
F
F
F
F

The only thing spiderman has punched through, is SAND. USE YOUR BRAIN! Medical students these days only know how to study study study, dont' know of any other use for your brains. all of you, at the count of 3, bang your brains against the wall nearest to you. 1, 2, 3...

i would love to be able to say these words in 20 years time. sadly, that is highly unprobable

2007-04-21T02:25:00.000-07:00

My Heart Is Like A Cabbage

My heart is like a cabbage
I cut it into two,
one I kept for myself,
the other I gave to you..

-- J. Wong, RI discipline master 199?-200?

2007-04-19T07:58:00.000-07:00

pardon the arabic, but as they say, football transcends all languages and cultures.

2007-04-17T03:37:00.000-07:00

presenting...... IRON MAN!

ok so i guess he does look a little clunky, and his helmet does resemble the thingy they use to electrocute people in the Chair, but who cares! its still iron man!

although his metal ass will be kicked by spidey anytime
as an aside, its spiderman month in NY city now, where they celebrate the life of Manhattan's greatest citizen.

2007-04-11T04:01:00.000-07:00

d: hi dr, can i join your clinic?

dr: you look like you're from ACS. if you are the answer is no.

d: no i'm not.

dr: ah, then you must be from rgs then. i also don't like rgs.

2007-04-06T09:20:00.000-07:00

many thanks to celebrity prawn of prawnfret.blogspot.com for the moving tribute. i for one am always inspired by the touching, heartwarming relationship between him and his lover, iZac the swift. They may be gay, but they are everything one could ever wish for in a relationship. When everything seems to crumble and fall apart, i look to them, and realise in my heart that true love exists and never dies.

by the way the fatality move in the video is rather interesting. prawnfret, may i practice it on you?

2007-04-04T07:30:00.000-07:00

Dear fans, it is with a heavy heart that i hereby announce the closure of this website. This blog has been a window into my life for the last 3 or so years, and i have shared my innermost feelings and fears with all of you, and received encouragement from those of you that truly cared.

However, all good things must come to an end, and as such i turn the final page in this diary. Too many painful memories have been written in these digitalised pages, too many tears have been shed. Hopes and dreams are constantly being dashed, but these things happen for a reason; and so life must go on.

Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.

Goodbye, and good luck.

just kidding. heh.

as it has become fashionable of late to write such heart rending blog-closure speeches, and considering the fact that i am a very fashionable man, i decided to try my hand at writing a touching farewell speech.

although somehow it isnt as touching as i wanted it to be.

2007-04-03T08:39:00.000-07:00

thanks for the good times and the bad times.
i wouldnt have it any other way.
for being there always, and for sticking with me no matter what, especially during the time that i thought i was spiderman.
thank you, for eating my portion of the food during the days when i couldnt finish mine fast enough to start eating yours.
most of all, thank you for being you.

2007-04-02T05:57:00.000-07:00

today i went back to ri.
the first teacher i saw was my former project mentor.
"hi ma'am."
"er.. you look familiar.. can't really remember.."
"i'm daniel. you were my mentor in the social studies program.. remember my group? me, kennard and keith... "
"daniel.. kennard... KEITH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
i still have nightmares!"
and then she scuttled away.

which kinda set the tone for the rest of the afternoon.

2007-03-27T02:59:00.000-07:00

i used to wonder, why do doctors need to see other doctors in regards to their own health? i mean, the doc that i visit will probably be a bufoon like myself, so whats the point really?

but today, like a bolt from the blue, it hit me! ( by the way, like a bolt from the blue used to be my favourite english phrase in pri sch compos, it won me the best english prize when i was pri. 5. Feng He Ri Li was my favourite chinese phrase, but unfortunately i never did win the coveted best chinese prize, although i did bag the title of chinamanface who cant speak chinese.)

anyhoo, i was twiddling my thumbs in the diabetic retinopathy room when my dazed eyeballs underwent a spasm due to the sheer boredom of the polyclinic and happened to focus on a chart on the wall.

It read:
Signs that you may have diabetes.

YOU
1. pass a lot of urine
2. are thirsty frequently
3. always feel hungry
4. are losing weight
5. have blurred vision
6. have sexual problems
7. feel numbness in your hands or feet
8. have wounds that do not heal

Like a BOLT from the BLUE, it struck me that i fit the criteria for options 1,2,3,4 and option 8 ie wounds that do not heal( have a thriving colony on my face at the moment )

this taught me that the blind spot that we have towards our own faults, often extends to include our own symptoms. thus, someday i might have to put my life into the hands of the other baboons in med school. it is truly a sobering thought, and one that strikes fear into my heart.

2007-03-18T11:00:00.000-07:00

2007-03-18T08:06:00.000-07:00

a typical conversation at home

j: hey, have u seen the fat boy that hangs around the basketball court, the one that smokes and looks a bit funny and is a bit irritating?

n: ya, he's a chinaman, why?

j: oh. no wonder. do you realise that chinakias tend to look a bit different from locals?

d: ya, sometimes. but there was this chinaman in my school who was damn yandao and he had a legion of females fans.

j: wow thats strange. cos in my school most pple just call them shitface.

n: hey thats quite mean.

d: hey, didnt u say that people always ask you whether you're from china?

n: hahahaha. shitface.

2007-03-10T21:15:00.000-08:00

2007-03-09T09:58:00.000-08:00

cactuar! unfortunately this is just a surrogate for the real thing so my green friend from final fantasy will have to do. he's my new pet, and he's actually 2 cacti joined into one, basically one is sitting on the other's head. anyway he's my first living present from foo, and he's currently basking in the sun on my balcony.

2007-03-02T00:38:00.000-08:00

whilst studying in the library for 2 weeks, i've heard many insightful comments from fellow m3s ( and some m2s) about cofm.
Cofm is interesting! -- m2 guy
Cofm is a bitch. -- cool m3 guy
Cofm is a waste of time -- most m3s
Cofm is fun! -- idiot
Cofm is fluffy and warm -- darren
Cofm is like a cotton candy man. it takes a small useless pink thing, blows it up into a giant pink ball and shoves it down your throat. -- YD
Cofm is a female chimpanzee wearing a pink tutu that you should spank while shouting 'who's your daddy?' -- disturbed m3

2007-02-22T01:29:00.000-08:00

its that time of the year again when i regret joining medical school.
ah well.
2 weeks more and i'll probably be in punggol attempting to do a hop over the wake and not fall headfirst into the water and the wind will be in my face and the sun in my eyes and i'l think to myself: hey, maybe studying medicine ain't that bad.

anyway, the 2nd most comforting piece of literature to read after the psalms, when im down is the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
here's a little excerpt.

It is an important and popular fact that things are not always what they seem. For instance, on the planet Earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achieved so much - the wheel, New York, Wars and so on - whilst all the dolphins had ever done was muck about in the water having a good time. But conversely, the dolphins had always believed that they were far more intelligent than man - for precisely the same reasons.

Curiously enough, the dolphins had long known of the impending destruction of the planet Earth and had made many attempts to alert mankind to the danger, but most of their communications were misinterpreted as amusing attempts to punch footballs or whistle for titbits, so they eventually gave up and left the Earth by their own means shortly before the Vogons arrived.

The last ever dolphin message was misinterpreted as a surprisingly sophisticated attempt to do a double-backwards-somersault through a hoop whilst whistling the 'Star Spangled Banner' , but in fact the message was this: So long, and thanks for all the fish.

2007-02-21T09:57:00.000-08:00

there's a new show on channel U every wed at 8 that stars jeff wang, some project superstar girl, some ex-calendar girl and erm, my uncle. he's new to the mediacorp scene, and i was kinda shocked, cos i didnt even know that he could speak chinese well, until he became a DJ. ive been playing computer games with him since i was like 5, and have never really heard him speak chinese before. amazing.

anyway according to insider reports, my uncle is on the fast track to superstardom! he has been hailed as the new Utt ( due to his thai-chinese roots plus he's way taller), and has already been botoxed by georgia lee. furthermore he has just signed a slimming contract with expressions alongside moses lim. most shockingly, rumours are flying in thick and fast that gasp! he's with fiona!

the fact that the above mentioned insider is my uncle does not take away any credibility from these statements.

2007-02-16T11:20:00.000-08:00

letters from iwo jima is a beautiful film unlike any other war movie. the best parts are not the bullets, bombs and gore, although you get those in spades; but the honest potrayal of life: its cruelty, brevity, and the occasional unexpected display of kindness and grace.

"The life of your father is just like a lamp before the wind." -- a letter from General Kuribayashi to his son, Taro

2007-02-11T11:10:00.000-08:00

johnny knoxville reaching for the stars

2007-02-09T04:56:00.001-08:00

jackass. speaks for itself.

2007-02-06T10:11:00.000-08:00

Q. do you know what they always say about cof medicine?

people that know me well will know that i usually operate in either one of 2 modes:
1. being very on about stuff that i believe in.
2. being a total sloth and a lump of lard when it comes to things i don't see any point in doing (which is most of the time )

examples of things that fall into category 1 : games ,food and foo (kinda comes together), postings such as medicine, emed, football

examples of things that fall into category 2 : army, psychiatry, radiology, lectures that start before 10 am, talking to people i dont know

a prime example of Category 2 would be com & family medicine.

anyway, to answer the question at the top:
Its a bitch.

2007-01-29T09:11:00.000-08:00

a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a small little insignificant blue planet. and tucked away in an even more insignificant corner of the insignificant blue planet was a grumpy looking owl, on which an administrator leaned upon wearily. ( the administrator had just been fired for not booking an examination venue for the Cough M exam; as he had used his own initiative and come to the conclusion that since Cough M was not very useful except for the Cough M lectures, which served as lunch breaks for the crazies in the mad faculty , he might as well cancel the whole thing and solve the problem. )

needless to say, the administrator was feeling very sorry for himself, mainly because he had lost his staff season parking ticket along with his job; and this coincided with the installation of a spanking new ERP system in the carpark along with a bloodthirsty indian woman waiting to pounce on the next poor soul that tries to tailgate his way out.

however, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, because at that moment the administrator noticed a little post-it pasted onto the nose of the grumpy owl.
it read:

Job available as a parkthology lecturer.
Requirements -- Medical degree, 2 eyes, a mouth, 2 hands. brain optional but would be a plus. Vintage slides and lecture notes provided, please collect from medical museum archives-- year 1939, Tay. M et al.
Basic salary-- $18,000 / month ( set to increase again next year )

sounds like a dream job, he thought. all i need now is to buy a medical degree from one of the newly recognised colleges in china, and my problem will be solved permanently.

2007-01-25T10:15:00.000-08:00

crash course in physiology, orthpaedics and grief management by the Surgeon General of the United states. a must watch for any self respecting medical student.

2007-01-23T09:24:00.000-08:00

a tribute to the second best movie of all time, after Harold and Kumar go to White Castle