It's done.

We're free! Free from the burden.

Its amazing, the feeling, I almost feel care-free, its such an immense load off my shoulders, I could almost forget that it ever happened, except for the fact that our results are coming out sporadically...And, true freedom awaits...at the end of these two weeks. Well, maybe not that 'true' after all. Ok. Lets not go into that.

You know how it is, when you're so focused on one thing and commit yourself to it almost entirely, you lose track of time, your friends, your family, heck, you 'forget' almost everything around you, you lose yourself. I actually feel a little aimless now. I need to find some fun. Let's go somewhere. Forget where we come from, what we're doing, who we're going to become, and just have fun. Then we can return to reality, and strive to be all that we want to be, once again.

KL? Or Genting? Diving? Or just staying in rainy Singapore? And going night cycling? Sentosa medness-ing? Floorballing? (are the courts still open?) Bowling? Haha, alright I dont know. I'm just being crappy. And suggesting stuff to do.

I really ought to get a laptop and leave it logged into blogger till i try to sleep. Somehow, I think most just before then. Probably why I can't sleep. And I always forget what I'd thought about. Especially when I want to blog. Its a vicious cycle. Heck, its just a blog. No offense to my blog, whoever you are.

Happy Birthday Bean!

Bean! And bunny ears, courtesy of marcus.

Front

Back. With a few additions.

Attack of the Bunny Ears! AGAIN.

The Red Shirts! And our Green Bean!

No Rest for the Wicked

Its official. Well, nearly. Due to unhealthy sleeping habits...staying up late and wasting time online...reading books...and overactive neural activity (especially in my frontal, parietal and frontal lobes I think), I've become an insomniac. Or maybe I've just become nocturnal. Heck, its annoying. I'm always sleeping whenever I don't want to..and not sleeping whenever I want to.

Just a couple of days ago, I uncharacteristically got off the computer at 1130, in a valiant attempt to correct my messed up sleep cycle/circadian rhythm. I dont remember how many times I turned my pillow over coz of the heat. But it took me about 2 hours to drift into the land of nod. 2 freaking hours, or more. Somewhere in that span of time, I sat up and almost gave up on sleeping, I turned on the lights and tried reading myself to sleep. Didnt work either.

Never did think much of sleep. It was more of a necessity to me than anything else, just to keep the body going. Yeah, weird I know. If I could do without sleep, I think I would. Didn't use to take afternoon naps either. Only coz the textbooks and notes co-erced me. And now here I am, wide awake whenever I try to sleep. Its ironic.

Sleep's an escape. Or so I thought. Once, I felt it was the best way to re-set our..well..lives and begin anew. I'd forget about all unpleasantries the day before and start each day afresh...and everything was good. Well, it wasn't always like that...but it sufficed. Any pain or discord wouldve ebbed away after walking through the planes of Morpheus and on our return to reality. And then what happened? I don't really know. Sleep eludes me. It's no longer an escape, just a temporary reprieve. Well, it's time to try again. Sleep beckons.

Hello, this is the Dean's Office.

And so I received a call, sometime in the early evening. The man on the other side of the phone, who identified himself as Jimmy, I think, proceeded to tell me that President George Bush was coming to Singapore...and that I was selected to represent NUS Medicine. So, being the mountain tortoise that I am (coz I didnt know He was coming to Singapore) , I immediately thought, which of my friends sounds like this on the phone? I was almost going to take a guess when he went on to give me more details. My mind was racing, 'oh crap, is he for real?'.

So when he asked, if I had any prior engagement in the afternoon on the 16th...which I do, all I could think to say was, "You're kidding me, right?" Apparently, he was quite surprised by my question and I had to repeat myself. To which, he responded with an outburst of laughter and an avalanche of No's. He was serious. Wow/Crap. I was still a little concerned though, so I asked who else had been selected. And it turns out that I'm one of 40 students from medfac and one of many many others who are going to attend Mr Bush's address.

Wow/Crap. The President of the US of A. I still half-couldnt believe it, so I went to check the papers. So much for that seminar/session on Surgery and Paeds. Was looking forward to it.

Ok Go!

NS and Cofm down...just 4 more to go...Didn't write all I wanted to, always a lack of time...and you never fail to be scared by what other people say..but then,its over. So screw it..Let's just move on. Anyway, I hardly watch youtube and stuff..but I just found this video so amusing I had to put it up. Enjoy!


Ok Go on treadmills

I need....

a carthasis. It's been a week of holing myself up in my room to mug. And it's friday already. Correction, saturday. Impending doom in just a few days. No time to finish...probably something we'll have to get used to anyway. I just want to get it over with now, but the next few days will be agonizingly long, provided I manage to get up early to mug more.

Bleah. So much I could say. So little I can write.

God,
Grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can, and
Wisdom to know the difference.