Quote & UnKuote

dilemma

2011-11-16T22:43:00.003+08:00

how does one choose between the following two to spend the weekend off with?

the (almost) BF

who i havent seen for a week, oh yes he is sweet to drive to this little secluded town weekly for our time together, but darn it feels like forever

the BFF (best faggoty friend)

well, 4 months is forever!!!

?????

muaks!

2011-11-05T22:52:00.000+08:00

with you in my life, i no longer feel alone anymore.

:)

What I Crave

2011-10-12T01:24:00.004+08:00

I was craving for some 'traditional' English afternoon high tea.

So he took the day off to accompany me.

Ah, how hilarious it is that we are always dressed the opposite way. One being overdressed and the other too laidback casual. A crime we perpetually repeat, how silly! Four dates and counting.

Chamomile tea for us today?

The way he stares into my eyes; with a vengeance to uncover what's beneath my skin.

Or is it lust?

Or is it romance?

Three dates on three consecutive days.

The scones can wait.

There is a certain physical and intellectual attraction; a long-sought rarity. For someone to appreciate the same things I do in life. The little things. The finer things. The little details that lead to a world of colours.

The quiche and pie can wait.

And as I listed out all the things I am looking forward to later this year, he said, "Can I be there with you?"

I'll have that with vanilla ice-cream, thank you!

As we drove off (into the ubiquitious metropolitan jam) in his yuppie car, the audio system started playing. A soothing bossa nova voice singing,

"I love you, I love you, I love you"

Oh! That lingering aftertaste of blackberries and java!

And then, his fingers crept into the spaces between mine.

You

2011-10-09T10:38:00.002+08:00

How you can just see right through me

How you uncover what's beneath my skin

How you know what my heart truly wants

And not what my voice says

The way you look into my eyes

And whisper sweet nothings

Oh why did the lightbulb had to blow

As we ended up dancing in the dark

What you say without words

Unsheaths what was frayed inside

Oh this way you make me feel

Has got me all unreeled

All I can give are all my pieces broken.

No More

2011-09-27T03:51:00.002+08:00

Finally, we have reached a mutual agreement. An understanding.

That is this the end.

To over a year of ... turning tables.

I can never keep up.

God only knows what we were fighting for.

But we both know the blame's for us to share.

It's time to say goodbye.

So goodbye...

keep the b*tchy

2011-08-30T11:41:00.002+08:00

I was just chilling out in the sun with a bestie (perfecting her tan, while I was probably getting burnt with 3 layers of tan from 3 different island already!) and I made a passing comment about, well, something.

"That is such a joshy-statement!"

"Huh? Err.. okay!"

*awkward silence*

"I will miss you, Josh"

"Aww, I will miss you too, gurl!"

"Can you promise me that you will keep the b*tchy joshy?"

.....

Off to Another Island Getaway!

2011-08-22T23:47:00.004+08:00

Actually had a few posts in mind but i kept delaying cos i am so fickle-minded and the frigging job-related paperwork is driving me up the wall.

BREATHE!

Nevermind, I am gonna escape from all the persistent stressors and all things familiar to another 'paradise' island!

Will blog again when I come back!

Till then, many many bone-crushing hugs,

-joshyboi-

Dr. Joshyboi

2011-08-09T00:34:00.002+08:00

For real now.

After five long years (rather eventful and tumultous, i must say), i finally reached the end.

I GRADUATED MED SCHOOL YO!

... and all i got were two letters in front of my name, and a huge debt.

[i dono how in the flying f*ck i managed to do it, but i spent close to RM2k on my graduation shopping spree within 24 hours]

in a deeper pit that is called DEBT again...

on another note, i got myself a sexy tan (from my island paradise holiday just this past weekend)... yums! HAHA...

okay, dr joshyboi signing off now. brb. shopping can be exhausting... :)

Into the Madness

2011-06-27T23:45:00.002+08:00

The last 4 weeks of medical school.

The last sprint on this 5-year long marathon.

I see the finish line; now to actually cross it!

*****

Woohoo! Ran the 10km category for the 'Biggest Marathon in Malaysia' - The Standard Chartered KL Marathon 2011! Completed it, got a fancy shiny medal from it, got a satisfactory Personal Best time (ranked ahead of over 3600 other people) so me is happy!

[Met my bro, Medielicious... Think I saw Vin from What Lurks Beneath! Was hoping to see more peeps like Anton, but takjadi *sighs*)

I guess you readers (all three of you!) have noted my sudden freefall into being a fanatic runner within this year alone... And it's all good. I count it as my new vice. The good kind. Brought me a lot of good, it has.

Helped me made new (lovable and hilarious but better-figured) friends, made me more disciplined (oh yeah, it's a lifestyle!) and of course, got me to control my weight! And erm, ~~improve my stamina in bed as well!~~ Haha, but that's not for all to know!

More events in my running diary this year! Hopefully they will all happen especially the Great Scottish Run in Glasgow, Baxter Loch Ness Run... and my first Half Marathon @ Penang Bridge Marathon later this year!

*****

I swear that this last month of medschool is driving me mad. Sucking all of the very little lifeforce I have outta me... Ah, so overworked, under-rested, undersexed (cough cough). So drained, possibly the most stressful I have been in like, FOREVER!

People around me are getting meaner too. Screw the politics, I am sticking to my principles! (Of being a lazybum!) And am praying hard to graduate in time, go backpacking without whoring myself out... and live the rest of my life!

*****

Finally got the spare time to bake last Saturday. Gosh how I miss cooking and baking with my loved ones. Made some cute cupcakes for my sister's birthday (not too pretty and definitely not good enough to sell) with some extras for my running buddies from Down South (who ohsokindly accommodated and gulped them all up)...

So yes, I guess there is life outside of medicine for me. I just gotta find the time.

Otherwise, I can consider other career paths! ... Like being a 'househusband'...

*****

Till next time, here's a sincere wish for everybody:

MAY YOU AND YOUR LOVED ONES BE WELL AND HAPPY ALWAYS! :)

Forbidden Fruit

2011-05-30T01:40:00.002+08:00

So Mr. W somehow stumbled his way into my life. This time in a different role, with different possibilities. What a pleasant surprise really?

And looking at the history, we go all the way back.

In summary, he was previously kinda dating this other friend of mine (D) who I slept with, ONCE, but subsequently that inappropriate moment of heat ruined our friendship, BOO! W is also best friends with one of my best friends and like close-bros with D's ex (who I am friends with) while D was like buddies with an ex of mine. One of W's ex-s seem to be an entry in my little black book.

Oh darn. The story's making both of us look like sluts!

So the question now is, IS HE FORBIDDEN FRUIT?

Another One Catches Fire

2011-05-17T01:21:00.002+08:00

so now it's crystal clear that i have been the third party all along...

never mind that i was colluded, now that i know, should i be impressed with myself or be just plain upset?

anyways, we all know this will all lead onto the highway to hell.

[delete entry (E) 2011] click!

ah probably i may just lock myself up and save my heart from all the cracks.

my lovelife is a mess. always been. gah!

My Quarter-life Crisis

2011-05-02T03:14:00.004+08:00

Age is just a number.

Hmm, is it really?

Somehow pondering about my coming-of-age is keeping me awake, haha yeah it's 3.00 a.m. now on our extended May Day holiday weekend. Oh darn you ageing hormones!

Dear ol' Joshyboi is turning a quarter-century old this Saturday.

Oh you heard it right! 25. TWENTY-FIVE. oh my gosh, did i just hear somebody say that 25 is the new 40?

Needless to say, all that has got me into a panic of sorts. Panic for and about myself.

I look around me and I see my peers doing all sorts of stuff with their lives. Grown-up stuffs. I have a few classmates who just got married or are engaged to married immediately after graduation this year. Another has purchased a new BMW from his side-job profits (how one juggles a business and medschool amazes me!). Old friends from home have either married and produced cute babies... or are set to do so soon; own properties or are just putting their downpayments. Other friends have been promoted upsohigh-ohsofast in their respective jobs.

Well, I can go on and on.

Looking at the guy in the mirror, well, I ask, what about me? What am I doing with my life?

At this point; where I am is a traffic junction, somewhere where the road forks. I am finally here. Where my friends have already passed this point and travelled on their paths while ... I am just trodding my way along.

For one, I reckon I have an adventurous streak. Add on major impulsive traits. Sounds like a recipe for disaster right? Ah even medical school was made against the family's wishes. *keeping my fingers crossed to graduate on time!*

While others are earning money and supporting their families (or however they choose to spend their riches), I am still dependent on Mummy. A basic stipend, with occasional begging for extras! Haha! Gonna start working soon, so it's my time to pay back my dues. :)

Finishing medschool is gonna such a relief. It has been a rollercoaster ride, lasting 5 years, filled with a lifetime of stories. Oh so I thought.

Now comes the real deal of work. And prior to that, deciding where to do my internship (read: house-officer jobs). And then, which postgraduate pathway to pursue??? OBGYN? Anaesthesia? General Surgery? :( No thanks to those who have already started revising for their MRCP Part 1 exams (gosh, you haven't even finished your MBBS!)

Honestly, I have only seriously considered planning for my graduation trip! :) 6 weeks of backpacking!

Yeah, gonna turn 25 soon. Oh my.

Still single, last I checked. Numerous potential relationships sparked and died off. Being geographically-displaced is an obvious disadvantage. Or maybe I have turned uninteresting/unattractive. Nvm lah, still young right? *cough cough*

Everybody around me's dating somebody. Always being the odd 'lamp-post' puts me off sometime. Ah... Probably should just stay at home and mope. Ha!

"Oh baby. If only we weren't hundreds of miles apart..."

If only. So many 'if-only'... enough to drown me.

So I run. Running seems to be an addiction these days. Running helps me vent out all the $^#(@!% I have accumulated throughout a regular day. It helps me focus (some of my best ideas this semester were conjured while running, yay!). Most importantly, it helps me lose that annoying lovehandle staring back at me in the mirror!

It may be ohsocliched if I speak of how running has changed my life for the better and all that hooha. So I shall refrain from that and just give a short commentary anyways haha! Running has become a part of my life and it's been a positive change all around. Gonna join a kinda big-scale 'international marathon' down south later this month.

Please pray that I don't collapse and die on the tar road. Thankyouverymuch!

Life's generally good for me. Been good all this while and I am grateful for everything. I can't complain.

I know I am a very lucky boi.

I don't need to have everything or to have perfection to be happy. Or contented.

With that being said, nothing's gonna stop me from partying hard on my birthday! Woohooooo!!!

Went to Mama Monster's concert lady for my birthday last year! Wonder what's in store this year?

From strangers to strangers...

2011-04-25T23:07:00.002+08:00

a friend posted this on facebook and watching it got a rigmarole of emotions flowing through me like open floodgates...

...memories of previous relationships; both the good and bad ones, and then there were the horrible ones.

the story is based on a heterosexual couple (Asian at that!) who went through the various stages of a relationship which ended... without a happy ending.

at the very least, the both of them managed to remain civil as 'acquaintances'? which is uncommon after breakups. i speak from personal experiences. lol so i am wondering how many of you guys are able to have an amicable breakup... or are able to remain friends with an ex/ ex-s?

"if life separates us and we end up in totally different places, i will always remember what our life was like in this period of time... and i will be thankful for that."

Have a good week ahead, u-ols! :P

Updates?

2011-04-12T01:03:00.002+08:00

Whoa! It feels like forever since I last posted an entry.

Well, my last post was right after my impulsive trip down to Singapore to run... and I am about to go there this coming weekend! Partly for a course, to attend a birthday party and also to run again! It's been quite some time and lotsa things been happening, generally good *smiley face*

Speaking about running, somehow I have been running rather regularly and now it's more like an addiction. A healthy one, for once. Ahem, I am 'freakishly' losing weight (according to my colleagues: "ARE YOU SURE YOU ARE NOT ANOREXIC OR BULIMIC???) I have reached a state (worryingly) that I feel uneasy if I don't run for a day... But yeah I do really enjoy running these days (weekly target: minimum of 40km per week), albeit there is some pressure cos even middle-aged uncles and aunties who run at the same trail as I do... well, they overtake me without giving me a chance to catch up! RUTHLESS!

And I am back on the running scene again with 3 runs lined up for the next 2 months or so with 2 in Singapore (back-to-back on the same weekend)... Yeah I know this doesn't really sound like the old joshy huh? But it's true! I am a crazy running boy now!

I really thought I would get a Borderline for my Paediatrics rotation (firstly cos I hate that field and secondly, cos well I skived quite a lot, salvaging my pretty arse by doing a lot of hard labour - aka presenting CMEs every week or so)! But hey, I did save myself and got quite a good grade! A superior even told me that if I wanted to pursue Paediatrics, I would be welcomed into their team here. Hey, that's a compliment right?

And now, I am in the most-mentally-torturing and demanding rotation - Internal Medicine super-combo with Psychiatry. It's a high intensity posting with really intense faculty. Heck, I was even participating in the department's MRCP (UK) PACES revision rounds today. Whoa! Crazy shyte!

But I am enjoying my third round in Internal Medicine... everything makes so much sense here and there's more brainpower required to analyse the problem and then concoct a holistic management plan (yes I have shamelessly been converted into a philosophical physician, ... for the next month or so) But I attribute this mostly to the team's attitude and willingness to teach us and involve us as 'contributing members' (regardless that we are at the bottom of the food chain)... even though it meant reducing me to 'a clerk in a white coat"!

I would enjoy life here in this district hospital so much more if there was less paperwork which is the bane of my existence here. I spend half my time in front of the computer typing case reports and reading e-journals. Needless to say, this robs my time off of actual clinical practice. Most people think I have disappeared off the face of the earth (but nothing's keeping me away from Facebook!)

Life's not bad. I still start a day with a smile. Life's been kind to me and I am grateful!

Okay, I reckon it must be uber boring for anyone who actually persevered and read till this point. My life these days is very simple; revolving only between my house - hospital - clinical school - clinics - park - gym (in whatever order)...

The most interesting thing to have happened to me in recent moons is... well he came to visit me last weekend. And it was awesome. I don't know where this will lead but for now I am a silly smiling boy. No expectations since it's a period of uncertainty for both of us; careerwise. Carpe diem aye? And just be happy, right?

Being happy is a right.

I am happy, and I am contented :)

Run South!

2011-03-26T22:52:00.006+08:00

Somehow this is the best sunset shot of the CBD that what my few skills in photography can produce!
Tips please!!!

My supervisor's off to some medical education conference thingy... and I effectively got 2 days off this week! [with implied permission]

So what does a crazeehhh boy like moi do with so much free time???

I am notorious for my psycho-impulsive behaviour! Just do it! Guess nobody is ever surprised with all the mad things I do. E.g. I can just drive all the way Penang/KL-Ipoh just for a dimsum breakfast...

(So after completing all the backlogged work...) I just...

WENT TO SINGAPORE FOR A RUN! randomly... with a few other cuckoo friends!

It's pretty amazing what we accomplished within the 20 hours we were there!

1. Customary sightseeing at all the new fab places! [haven't been back for 7 months yo!]

Marina Bay Sands & the Helix Bridge @sunset, view from the Youth Olympic Park

2. Pilgrimage to shop @ Orchard Road...

3. Sportsgear upgrade @Queensway! [Wayyy cheaper than any bargain place in Malaysia!]

Everything's cheaper here! and yes, i do love running! The tee was meant as a joke!

And dudesss... how AWESOME are FBT shorts!!!

4. Makan at all random places! [so much nostalgia!]

5. Behave all avant garde and artsy @ Haji Lane

6. Did the Henderson Wave Track Run ... Harbourfront - Marang Trail - Mount Faber - Henderson Wave - Forest Trail - Alexandra Arch - Hort Part - Kent Ridge Park = effectively 4 National Parks! +/- 15KM???

Totally the highlight of the trip... we were literally running above Singapore (cos the Henderson Wave's like a suspension bridge lah!) SYIOK GILERRR!!!

7. Went hunting for some awesome possum hiddensecretbakery @ Kandahar Street!

If I had the means, I'd hop over to the Lion City to run every weekend! The new trails set up sound like soooo fun (if they are as good as the one we just conquered)...

For once, for once... this brash trip is actually a healthy one! Now I am back... and broke! :(

in love with my new asics kicks!

*maybe because I also got the number of the cute cashier @the store!

*cough cough!

Prateik Babbar

2011-03-18T23:55:00.000+08:00

Thank goodness it's Friday!!!

It's been a relatively good week. Busy as hell. Overloaded with work, particularly case writeups and taking gallons of blood. Oh my poor patients!

Extremely grateful I am out of the Paediatric Wards for this week and the next. Outpatient and Day Care clinics make this department more tolerable for me. Yup, I have officially crossed out Paediatrics as a postgraduate option! NO WAY!!! Was hoping for the week to end sooner nevertheless.

So to kickstart the weekend, a few friends dragged me along to a home-theatre screening of a new blockbuster arthouse (what a paradox!) Hindi movie. Of course I just depended on subtitles...

I can only curse in Hindi. (CODNA TUMM!!!) Well, I can clerk a patient in broken, laugh-worthy Tamil la. But Hindi is a different ballgame. So yeah, the movie, like all art films, was a tad confusing (add that to me being lost in translation!)... kinda made me concentrate more on the chicken masala that was served. Till I saw this guy...

And whoa! Hotness! And I think his primary role is to be the eye-candy and everybody's pot of sympathy. Ah hotness of a slumdog charming gentleman!

If you do watch the movie, you will totally swoon over this guy. His character is such a sweet loveable guy! Add that to many many topless shots of him, him in wet T-shirt and various states of undress.

Otherwise, the movie is okay. Too artsy for a puny brain like mine. Quite freaky, scary and thrilling at times. Fleeting storylines which do more for psychology fans than simple-minded crowds like. Overall, not bad... Apparently it's a relatively accurate portrayal of Mumbai socioeconomic divide.

I must say, the women featured in this film are bound to give some people nightmares. FREAKY ROLES!

But then again, Prateik appears a lot in this film. Do watch this film even it's just for him. It's a validated reason. Or maybe, for Aamir Khan... if you like your men a few years older and some salt 'n pepper sprinkled on top! :P

Here We Go Again

2011-03-12T16:02:00.002+08:00

Here we go again, I kinda wanna be more than friends...

Convention requires a relationship to fit the mould set traditionally; bound by the chains of monogamy, limits set by 'spousal' duties and responsibilities...

Whatever happened to the core of two people enjoying each other's company and having a good time together. Perhaps even beyond the definition of friendship. Just cherish the happy times.

Expectations can sometime overwhelm, overrun and overdo a relationship which may have begun beautifully, probably even close to a fairy tale. Alas, disappointment can crop up from all those tiny cracks and haunt you till the whole structure collapses.

Isn't easier to just have a great time together? With memories worthy of planting a million-dollar smile on our silly faces?

No worries about growing old together (great if that happens though!). No worries about the long run. No worries about whatever.

Just sink in the moments we share, the jokes that keep us roaring and the comfort we give each other. Leave all our baggage behind and start anew.

~~With my grubby hands on your sinewy body and our lips touching, our eyes reveal that we are meant for each other~~

It may just last a fleeting moment, perhaps just one night. But till the morning light, I am yours and you are mine.

Oh oh what the hell? As long as we are happy :P

No, You Can't Play On Broken Strings

2011-03-08T22:10:00.002+08:00

Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, too late

*****

Sometimes it ain't all that bad when one doesn't feel a thing.

It may be a sign that everything's okay. That I am okay.

Instead of rolling around, torn up in something that ain't real.

I am okay.

Hi-Def

2011-03-01T00:17:00.004+08:00

the past weekend was probably my last official one in the metropolitan city that is KL, for godknowshowlong...

and you can bet i won't settle for anything less than fantabulous! :P

major booze-bingeing and dancing in dark places with faghags/stags.

hung out + snowflakes with tulsyboy, dancerboy and pilotboy! *mangina laughter!

caffeine + pie with medie.

and the people that keep me all together = La Famiglia! [Awww!]

AWESOME TIME Y'ALLs!

really dying to squeeze more time to see more people around but alas fitting into everybody's schedule's a bitch! sorry peeps! there's always next time!

anyways, time for some drama that is my life...

as i was about to leave my KL home, i got a call from Erik (yes, the same guy from the previous post) asking me to go over to his place for lunch. He overcooked wor?

ok lah. free lunch. "lunch" alright!!!??

.........

dah makan dah. plus ice-cream. vanilla. chocolate and strawberries on top :P then we were both just lying on his bed-couch-convertible thingy... chit chat jer lah! omong-omong kosong!

E: Your biceps look quite nice from here.

J: *blushes*

E: Don't pretend to be shy. But yeah lah your triceps need a lot of work!

J: PTUIII!!! But your biceps huger and more defined. Hot!

E: Yeah. Mine's HIGH DEF!

*FAINTS*

Last Night

2011-02-26T16:44:00.002+08:00

Does it make me a slut if I end up going home with a guy other than my date?

Whoopsie.

So yeah, yesterday I went on a 'date'... probably the first 'first date' I've been on, for like a year? Or something equally as long.

I had thought it was just a hangout session with a friend. But he called it a date. So it turned into a date. The full works. Me picking him up. With a gift (it was the day after his birthday). Went to a fancy overpriced restaurant. The usual gimmicks I guess.

Plus my trademark lame jokes!

Then everything at the mall was closing down and I was running out of ideas of what to say/do hence I drove him around the city and took a superduper long route back to his place. Halfway through, my celly rang. It was one of my faghags.

"Oiii where are you? What are you doing? I got a friend for you to meet!"

"I am on a date with someone. I am sending him home."

"Ditch him. This guy's way better. Money back guarantee!"

"Err... I will call you back?"

Later I dropped my date off. He didn't ask me to stay.

........

20 minutes later, I found myself queuing up at the entrance to Zouk.

"Josh, this is Erik. MY FIRST GAY FRIEND EVER!"

"Erik, this is Josh. He is also GAY! You're so his type!"

ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

Not long after, we were whizzed into the club. Somehow this girl has all access to tonnes of events and parties like this. Ah so we got in for free! Some uber VIP zone somemore.

Free booze. Good music. Great (looking) partying crowd = Perfect recipe to get the dancing moves on!

Boy, I must say Erik has pretty awesome groove and hot moves! :P

[Anyways, Erik = 23 year-old banker. Tall lanky, messy hair. Cute :) ]

As expected, with the amount of ethanol in our circulations, we started dancing together.

[Scene Censored!] But then, I had the lottery-worthy luck of being seen by a group of my medschool juniors.

Ah AWKWARD MOMENT!

All the cardio workout and body grinding ended with my faghag telling me:

"Josh, would you be a sweetie and send Erik home please? Both of you are in the same postcode anyways!"

I don't have to tell you guys what happened after right? :P

home is where is the heart is

2011-02-24T18:03:00.006+08:00

ah the sweet bliss of being home. a real home.

my hometown. with familiar faces. and slower paces.

[oh yeah, apparently, this tropical sunny island i call home is #8 on some list of Ten Islands You Must See Before You Die. #8? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WE DEMAND A HIGHER RANK!] so yeah, feel free to visit when i am around k? :P

of all the chaos and madness that the past year has been; within my medschool life and out...

it's totally awesome to be home. mummy's homecooked goodies. Penang's classic famed hawker food. the comfort of the same bed and other random furniture that i have grew up with.

THIS IS HOME.

*although technically the home is going under another major renovation due to Mummy's obsessive-compulsive tendencies... haha

there is this sense of belonging. of how some things never change (like some hawker uncles/aunties who have seen me grow since my toddler days) and of how some bonds just remain the same... :) of how home is always gonna be there for me; my haven, my refuge.

I do miss The Valley... and the metropolitan life. A tiny bitsy bit. But life @ home is amazing! And joshy is a happy boi :)

Back there soon, and headed down south for a short stint. And then I will be done with med school~!

Till then, I am off to pre-dinner snacks with Mummy and her sisters and then to a reunion dinner with my band of brothas! :)

Have a good weekend everybody! :) Wishing you a lot of fabulosity and love through it all!

how freaky is it that my ipod shuffled to this song as i was crossing the bridge? lol

The Last Time

2011-02-15T00:56:00.004+08:00

When laying with you I could stay there,

Close my eyes, feel you here forever,
You and me together, nothing gets better.

Well, I felt something die,
'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time.

Love isn't always enough :|

242: 10 Random Joshy Facts

2011-02-11T18:06:00.002+08:00

Hello Blog! Hello people-who-are-actually-reading-this-blog (you guys are awesome-possum!)

I have just awaken from my post-exam coma! Wootz. Awesome to able to get some quality afternoon naps (temporarily, cos the next and last paper is in 6 days' time). Today's paper was manageable. Initially, I thought I nailed it. Then, I realised 'walaaoooeh, so many silly mistakes!' So yeah, now hoping for the best I guess! :) So close to graduating!

Firstly, today's date in some numerical arrangement is 11022011! Whoa! Cool? A bit la, right?

I donno why. But this morning, as I was trying to fall asleep, I starting thinking of random facts about myself. Err. [(And I can function on very little sleep!) I have no idea what triggered that train of mind. Ah well I am here now, documenting this random quirky brainwave activity down and postponing studying.

So here are 10 random facts about the guy whose blog you're reading [in no particular order of importance]:

1. I am an only child.

Cool? Fun? Spoiled beyond comprehension? THINK AGAIN! My family's rather typical hence I had a typical childhood growing up and I think they have nothing short of amazing. Dad's always been no nonsense, and his famous line was "Second best is never an option." Something I hold close to my heart these days, but I'm taking it along the lines of 'Do your best!', though it was clear he meant something far from that.

Ah ha, you know? This puzzled me for the longest time: Whenever people asked my parents why didn't they try for another child. Their answer (automatic at times) would be, "Oh cos we learn from our mistakes!" Good laugh? :|

2. I never planned to pursue Medicine.

More or else, I kinda figured out I wanted to do something closely to Chemistry cos I totally fell in love with the subject. Top it up with an inspiring teacher (in college) who was more like a big sister totally revved me up. Once, I wanted to be some chemical engineer who moonlights as a indie rockstar. But I guess life is a rollercoaster ride that always throw surprises at you. I am happy now though - now I can't imagine doing anything else, okay maybe I still harbour those rockstar fantasies! :P

3. I was the President of the Student Council. In highschool, college and clinical school.

Yup 3 times! Guess it shows how much of a power-hungry control freak I am? Haha I totally have no intention of being a politician. (Ptuiiii!) I just wanted to bring some positive change to the campus(es). And yeah, to entertain my world-dominating imaginations too. Sikit-sikit lah.

4. I ~~was~~ am a cheerleader in medschool.

You can take the boy out of cheerleading, but you can never take the cheerleader out of the boy! Haha yeah I love it lots! And hey, we were the competitive type ok. I am usually the base, lifting up the dainty petite girls into crazy high formations. But for a routine, I was the flyer (cos of my height I guess)! Needless to say my change in roles didn't last long. Compare joshy to a typical 40+kg girl? Surely easier to lift the chick! Shucks, we never did really live up to the b*tchy part though! EVEN AFTER WINNING THE GOLD MEDAL! See we are nice Cheerios!

5. I am pretty flexible.

Oops! Did it mislead you? I mean I am quite bendy. Err I mean I am trained in yoga & pilates. Yes yes. That's what I meant. But yeah you can catch me in compromising, err I mean contorted positions. Again, I love it to bits! Need to lose weight and be hottie joshy yo!

6. I am a pathological bookbuyer. [NON-MEDICAL BOOKS!]

I syok syok I see a nice book cover then I will buy it, off the shelf, just like that! Haha surely I will flip to the back and look at the synopsis, flip and read a few pages off first. But seriously, I am super compulsive at bookbuying, gosh! For the past 4 years, I have bought close to 200 books but only found the time to read like what? 50 from that amount? Due to my quickly expanding book collection, I am purchasing more and more bookshelves (from Ikea nonetheless). AND I AM STILL BUYING BOOKS! I think I might just have some sort of unlisted psychiatric disorder :(

7. I had dyslexia in childhood.

Literally the letters and numbers rearrange themselves as they fancy. They move around and do cuckoo shit. So yeah, everybody thought I was retarded until much later when I was clinically assessed to have a learning disability. But hey, I MADE IT TO MED SCHOOL, and am almost done with it! Phew!

8. I have >90 ties in my wardrobe.

Frankly, I am against physicians wearing neckties. SOURCE OF NOSOCOMIAL INFECTION YO! This has been proven time and time again in countless medical studies. And heck, many other countries have actually forbidden/discouraged more like it their doctors to wear ties! Even Singapore I think! But here, due to some bureaucracy, we are bound by its rules. On another note, yeah I am obsessive-compulsive when it comes to my ties. Buy them superduper impulsively. Bad for my pocket! Obsessive cos I need to coordinate what I wear the night before, EVERY WORKDAY! Tie must match shirt, both must match socks. Which shoe to wear? Haha

9. I was also voted Himbo of the Class. For the past 3 years!

Hey! I take it as a compliment okay? Himbo = dress well! HAHA! But seriously my mouth is pretty laser and no holds barred especially if you're working with me! Joshy = Bitchy. No bitchy Joshy = Mati Joshy.

Sadly though, I get complimented more often on my clothes than my competence. :|

10. I don't boil my own drinking water.

Cos the tap water quality in this housing estate is questionable! Not bluffing here! Oh how I miss the totallysweetrefreshingtapwaterfromtheScottishHighlands! So yeah now I resort to bottled Spritzer/Dasani/Tesco water. Another reason I am happy to leave this town for good in 2 weeks time, provided that I pass this exams lah!

Aite you guyz! Gotta hop off to dinner with my classmates and then to groupstudy! Next week's last paper is a huge gargantuan MUSTPASSORDIE kinda thingamajig. So some anxiety and panic is in order.

Hmm should I tag people for this random post of mine?

Haha I will take a blind shot and just list the last 4 readers who commented already?

1. Calvin of Strictly Gay

2. Medie of Medielicious

3. Vin of What Lurks Beneath

4. Tuls of I was a TULS

No obligations y'all! And yeah, HAVE A FANTABULOUS WEEKEND ALRIGHT? I have mine all lined up (with La Famiglia of course!)

241: Song Meme

2011-02-10T22:25:00.003+08:00

I should be studying (exams in 10 hours HAHA... but i am a major bum)... aihh Final Professional Exam already. how time flew by.

anyways, as another way to destress myself (mulut aje stress, tak rajin ulangkaji pun, been facebook/youtubing the whole day), I am gonna do this meme by (Lord) Calvin of Strictly Gay. [sounds so aristocrat-ish kan kan kan?)

1. What's your current favourite song?

Turning Tables (Adele, 21)

2. Name a song that makes you happy.

1234 (Feist, The Reminder)

3. Name a song that reminds you of someone.
A Moment Like This (Kelly Clarkson, American Idol): My 1st BF (awww, sob-moment now!)

4. Name a song that makes you cry.

Lovesong (Adele, 21 or the original The Cure version, Disintegration)

5. Name a song that makes you wanna dance to.
Who's That Chick (David Guetta feat. Rihanna, One More Love)

6. Name a song that no one would expect you to love.

Bukan Cinta Biasa (Dato' Siti Nurhaliza, E.M.A.S.)

7. Name a song that you used to love but now hate.

Parachute (Cheryl Cole, 3)

8. Name a song that you listen to when you’re sad.

Good Life (OneRepublic, Waking Up)

9. Name a song that you want to play at your funeral.

Who Am I (Casting Crowns, self-titled album)

10. Who is your current favourite solo artist?

Adele (too obvious? lol)

Such a beautiful song, with an awesome voice carrying it!

No idea why only so few people have heard of this Grammy winner? :(

p.s. oh yeah, I don't tag people for memes one la, cos well nobody reads this blog anyway HAHA!

Ciaoz peepz! And wish me luck for my survival through this exams keh! really OMGWTFBBQKNS-worthy! :S

What I Have Been Doing

2011-02-10T14:20:00.002+08:00

... for the past 24 hours (plus/minus some doze time)!

Graphjam.com and FailBlog HAHA... funny sial!

HAHAHAHA!

Part 2 of my Finals tomorrow. Wish me luck for this 'musical chairs' paper!

Damn it, i am sleepy already! Blame it on the charsiew+chicken rice lunch!

(Tee-)Shirts

2011-02-07T17:44:00.003+08:00

And no, I am not a black girl about to "take her lingerie off" HAHA!

I know I can get quite the bitchy when it comes to fashion. You were the willing ~~victim~~ listener, for the longest time.

Remember how you used to nag me to wear t-shirts/tanks you bought for me?

How you've always said they keep you close to my heart when I have them on?

..... I have (subconsciously) been wearing them for the past few days. How I wish you were here instead. Booooo!

oh the irony!

2011-02-07T11:57:00.003+08:00

i was just revising on the topic of "Migraine" this morning and tadaaa... i feel a headache coming on.

like WTFFFFFF right?

[okeh, back to bed now!]

yesterday

2011-02-05T16:34:00.002+08:00

... was a relatively SHINGZZZ (godawful!) day! mentally traumatic to say the least. don't ever wanna relive the horrors again.

so i reluctantly returned to this hellhole town (thank goodness i am leaving for good in 3 weeks time!) late last night and had a pseudo-reunion supper with some friends. with the help of lemonade and booze, for sure.

i was originally skeptical about the drinking. but one guy says EH IT HELPS ME STUDY LEH! and note my desperation, i was ready to try anything and it's free booze. so what the hell!

yes we drink booze even though it's 4 days to the biggest exam ever in med school! AH HAH!

we drank, and studied, laughed at lame jokes... and was facebooking on our respective laptops. many apologies to people i disturbed on facebookchat/msn! remember, joshy is not accountable for things he says under the influence of alcohol!!!

we even resorted to comparing whose biceps were the hugest! HAHAHAHAHA okay lah, I DIDN'T FINISH LAST PLACE, good enuff for now!

i don't really recall what happened or what time things settled down. last i checked the clock it was 4am plus plus and i was dozing off.

one guy, the famous alcoholic, asked me, "joshy, why are you single again?"

i was like, "fook you! (this part i didnt say out loud!)... THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL A VIRGIN?" hahahahaha

then i think i went comatosed.

though i remember vaguely somebodysomebody called me and i answered and but i dono what i said. so again,

"joshy is not accountable for things he says under the influence of alcohol!!!"

... this morning i woke up on the sofa, "eh where is my teeshirt leh?"

*aaaaahhhhhhhhh my modesty was outraged when i loss consciousness!

sighs :|

2011-02-04T02:35:00.003+08:00

oh well. bummer.

stress makes me slutty!

2011-01-31T23:29:00.003+08:00

ARGHHH only my university has the bad sense (or rather, EVIL EVIL EVIL idea) of having exams during Chinese New Year... like look at the demographics PLEASE!

This is NOT the first time this has happened to me! Cis!

5 years of med school in one exam (4 papers lah) - can you imagine how it's driving some people completely mad?

Oh well, I have more or else decided that I am not letting some crazy sadist induce misery in me and miss out on spending quality time with my family and friends in celebration of the new spring (corny yes?)

~~SCREW YOU, GOLD MEDAL! SCREW DISTINCTION!~~

Cukup makan pass, can already lah... for now?

But still gotta revise lah... Heck, I am even snapping photos with my textbooks wei! On the verge of going cuckoo.

So anyways, last night I had pseudo-reunion dinner, in conjunction with CNY lah, with my closeR friends. Following that, we went somewhere, opened a few bottles of malt and got high laughing at YouTube videos.

Speaking of which: LOOK AT THIS!

Muahahahaa... Funneh sial! Okay moving on now.

By some hocus-pocus expecto patronum shit going on, in the beer probably, everybody was revved up to go home and study wor! (except me for sure, i wanted to sleep! but nehmind you study, i must study also!)

I went home, checked my MSN... and jeng jeng jeng!

Junior (straight, but wanted to suck my cock: from previous post): Let's call him JR.

JR: Whatcha doing?

Me: Studying lor.

JR: I can't study at home wei. Can I come over?

Me: Ok.

Jeng jeng jeng. He came over. Hopped into bed right next to me (cos I study on my bed lahhh!)

Study study study schtmudy....

Then I had to get something from his side of the bed. I turned, reached out for that highlighter. And we were facing each other. Total eye contact! (He said I got nice thick eyebrows worrr... ).

And lips... barely an inch apart.

Well, since imagination is the best gift (somebody wise and famous say one lah, so i follow aje)... let's say this song describes the events that followed the above prologue :)

Boys, you can be rest assured he wanted more than just a peek! :P

possible sexcapades?

2011-01-29T17:49:00.002+08:00

let me get that for you? ;)

sometimes it's just surprising how out of the blue, one can get propositions for sex from the most unlikely people, at unlikely places at unlikely times.

so in the past week, I have had:

a senior (my gaydar malfunctioned when he's around) wanted to have 'camfun' with me on MSN. (whoa whoa whoa... hold on to your horses, cowboy!)

a (straight) junior 'fessed up that he's curious about sucking (my?) dick. *wink wink*

a pharmacist offered to give me the blowjob of my life! (seriously? i have had some awesome ones. hard to beat!)

a (straight) classmate wanted ME to give him a blowjob. (but I'm not into bears lah!)

LOL my best guess is it's cos of my new pair of pants - totally rocking it! :P my junk and all the goodies yang sewaktu dengannya. *shy face*

or was it my perpetually naughty-horndog facies going on, without me realising it?

do i look so easy?

.....

............

but honestly, i haven't taken up any offers lah. good boy here, kwai kwai stay @ home and study only. INCLUSIVE of weekends!

feeling totally like a reborn virgin. (YES, it's been thaaaaaattttttt longgggggg!)

boy, am i tempted or what!

so if and when it does happen, it will be...

hell hath no fury!

2011-01-28T20:35:00.005+08:00

KANASAIIII!!!

Stupid stupid smelly pussy person woke me up at a godforsaken time (anything >1 hour prior to class is wayyyy too early for me to wake up!) TO ASK FOR THE TIME AND VENUE FOR CLASS! and then WANTED TO CHAT SOMEMORE!

"eh today got revision class ah?"

"huhhh uhhh huhhh... got i think." (still groggy from a long night!)

"where ah?" (bitch! our tiny campus has only one auditorium/big lecture theatre lah!)

"the LT lo. we got daily reminders on classes in the email and sms what."

*annoying giggles* "you notchet wake up ah?"

"i was planning to sleep till right before class." (oiii you disrupted my beauty sleep somemore can giggle giggle!)

"what class is it anyway? who's teaching?"

"Psychiatry. Dr. S"

"I think he's depressed. HAHAHA!" (yes she laughed!)

"Huhhhhh...."

"You don't think he look sad meh? Nehmind. Later I borrow book, use your library card can ah?"

BBEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! Warraooo eh! Hang up on me lidatt summore!

WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

Walaooooeehhhh, damn kacau lah this person!

Who do you think you are eh, woman! Only talk to me when you don't need favours and then show me pissy face ALL THE TIME!

[p.s. addendum: there was once during our exam week, she was late for the long clinical case exam. her examiner was already there and was hunting for her. so i called to check on her. then she BEEPED before we finished the conversation. thennnnn jeng jeng jeng, she walked into the ward and gimme bitchfit face. WTF right!]

Now KACAU MY SLEEP! Somemore want to chit chat, talk cock and ask for this and that!

I have one thing to say to you! Read below:

So anyways, I went to class late but nehmind, the lecturer lagi LATER. Waste of time, should have slept in. HMPH!

Anyway, that kacau woman (cos i dont wanna use lagi vulgar words) didn't dare approach me cos apparently i had my death stare on the whole time (according to the faghags).

started off the day being pissed but all is good after i had AWESOME YU YUN FUN (fishball noodles) for lunch! And slept through the rain... Syok!

Now back to studying... BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

How My Heart Behaves

2011-01-27T16:35:00.004+08:00

We promised each other to let go.

The distance. The time. Our personal histories. All were part of a recipe for disaster.

Somehow we linger. Still linger in each other's lives.

I told myself that I will never attempt a long-distance relationship ever again. No repeat scar, thankyouverymuch.

For a little while, I thought I would be alone for the longest time. And then you came into my life.

And I was changed for good.

How fate drives us topsy-turvy and in no time at all, you were leaving on a jetplane to somewhere several time zones away. Who was I to hold you from your dreams? :(

I told myself. It's not meant to be. Just stay friends.

Funny how my heart behaves.

I still await your late night phone calls as we talk about our days and bitch about people around us. How you make me laugh (and you singing to me).....

Oh maybe you've got me addicted. It's almost like you were still here, holding me to sleep.

I thought I was moving on. Just me, myself and I.

Funny how my heart behaves.

You got it all afluttered again. When you uttered those 3 words, 8 letters.

And I am tipped off balanced.

WTF

2011-01-14T23:34:00.001+08:00

Strange?

2011-01-04T23:37:00.003+08:00

Hmm, is it strange that a gay guy like me, is seriously, seriously, seriously considering training in Obstetrics & Gynaecology?

Woman parts. Fingers into places where the sun doesn't shine. Tubes to visualise the introitus.

Oh my, how sensitive (and accurate) my finger tips are! Must be a sign! Haha

But but but... I like Critical Care Medicine & Surgery too!!! :(

Let Me Do It!

2010-12-20T19:03:00.003+08:00

If you did not review the patient, don't lie and document 'fictitious' findings in the case notes.

If you do not know anything, ask your peers or superiors. Don't play the guessing game with drug dosages.

If you've done something wrong, own up. Don't fake hypoglycaemic fainting spells as a reason for escape. (And I totally saw you gossiping in the on-call room after!)

If you are so afraid of getting sick from the patients you're supposed 'to care for', you might need to think again if you want this job.

If you have opinions about a patient's illness, keep it to yourself. It's not for mindless chit-chat.

If you are so afraid of taking blood from a patient with retroviral disease, LET ME DO IT ALREADY!

Thank you!

For not doing your job and letting me fill in your gaps while I learn to be better.

And not turn into someone like you. Ptuiii!

a change of heart?

2010-12-17T19:21:00.003+08:00

this week i was posted to a semi-rural hospital. only accessible by a trunk road.

as i drive there in the mornings, i have wondered out of boredom - can i get broadband here? will there ever be a mall in this town? LOL but i can get mobile internet on my cellphone though. ah Facebook is still within reach!

the journey there is quite scenic and picturesque. sometimes when i wake up early enough (on time, i mean) i can actually see the sun rise from the eastern skies.

and godsaveme, it's an hour long drive each way.

anyways, i like the hospital. it's small, less staff, less patients, less busy hence people are less pissy.

however, i honestly dreaded this current module/block/posting i am doing cos i have always felt that i am not smart enough for it.

INTERNAL MEDICINE.

the standard textbooks span in the excess of 1000 pages each. possibly comprising of like 80% of all possible diseases from all organ and systems in the human body. to me its like an insurmountable peak, just on the verge of burying me in its base.

and it's exams week AGAIN next week! yup, Christmas week! what a wonderful time to get tortured. and i have been totally dozing my way through the past 3 weeks 'training' in this block.

and in a glimpse, we are reaching the end.

hence, we arrive to today.

a series of unfortunate events as follows:

1. i woke up nearly 20 minutes late. (should have just skived and slept at home!)

2. there was a huge 18 wheeler lorry in front of me (the road being a single-lane in each direction, i couldn't overtake it) causing me to be even more late.

3. some malfunction of my car door.

4. only upon arrival at the hospital did i realise i missed my early morning energy bar! (DAMMIT!)

5. i volunteered to venture into a separate ward from the ones my groupmates were in.

6. i impulsively started clerking the first patient i saw (i usually stroll about and wait for somebody to smile at me before i storm to talk to him/her, on sleepy days like this.)

7. the lecturer stormed into the cubicle while i was examining the patient to observe me.

8. he then said, okay we shall discuss your case with your groupmates and you demonstrate the examination to everybody!

DIEEEEEEEEEE!!! it was a neurological case. which is a system i am particularly weak in (partially cos i am half cuckoo to begin with)

hence i began to tremble and panic!

it began okay. i started saying a lot of general bulls*** that was not applicable to the patient to buy me time hahaha. (which he totally bought and was happy with!)

i began examining. and it all went downhill from there.

i reckon i performed all the required components. but i got criticised every other minute. *frowny face*

"do you think that looks professional?"

"perform each step in logical order. not just by rote memory."

"what you have just done is irrelevant"

"you are tapping, not swinging as you should"

"why did you miss this important sign?"

LOL but i wasn't demoralised or even insulted or hurt. cos he was very polite and nice when he commented on my errors. so it was really like a teaching-learning process. he was not the world's best motivational teacher but he was close.

so yes i was overly paranoid.

i can't be blamed. cos another consultant (that Savante may know!) drilled a colleague of mine to tears just yesterday morning.

today was a good day.

i was guided to elicit clinical signs i would have ever expected (to be able to do on my own!) and hear crazy sounds (funny murmurs) and got lucky at the accuracy of choosing antibiotics! Yay!

ahhh today just changed my take on this discipline: I don't hate Internal Medicine anymore!

But I will STILL never ever pursue it in my postgraduate path!!! (NEVER IN HELL!)

Being a HIV/Infectious Diseases Physician is high on my list of future training plans but due to it requiring preliminary training in many many many many years of Internal Medicine to begin with just killed it for me. Blerrrghhh!

Wish me luck for my exams next week! I am this close to the big one in February.

[Oh hell, I am partying this weekend away... How now brown cow?]

History

2010-12-15T20:38:00.002+08:00

At a time where I figured I have grown out of my roots and am about to take flight, I am reminded about where I came from. And how my family helped me grow through it all.

Disappointments. Heartbreaks. Tears and Laughter. Joy. Celebrations of all sorts. Birth of new additions to the family tree.

And death. How the only certain thing in life (besides tax!) changes our lives and the whole dynamics of this nucleus.

How a person can alter to the whole structure that we have grown accustomed to.

Like a wheel, we go up and down. Intermittently. Like tides that come and go. I draw this similarity with our family relations. Awfully dysfunctional (maybe even polemic) at times. And totally bursting with love and affection (when the stars align to make this miracle possible).

Some things just stand the test of time. Free of woes and worries as they remain as they are steadfast in their own right. As such this family's policies and practices have stayed. How the young should conform to expectations and fill in the boxes designed for them. Oh how easy it is to follow! Generation after generation, this beloved family of mine have succumbed to this trend. Till we came to mine. Most decided to step out of the box, carve a direction for themselves but with only one foot out the door.

And well I? I went against the future that was drafted out meticulously by the elders. And for a while, I was the black sheep of the family. People fear what they do not know. I was not exiled per se, thankfully. I guess it takes a while for a group of conservatives to open up their minds to new ideas.

Things aren't all rosy and pretty yet. Not just yet. But we're getting there. :)

Probably it is true. Nothing breaks the blood that binds. Spending a long weekend together has probably giving me a glimpse of the sturdy foundations of our family. Change is coming but we are all in it together.

The innocent days of yore have long past us by. How I miss them. But all that's left to do is to keep walking forward. Keep walking.

Bring Me Back There

2010-12-07T02:42:00.003+08:00

It has been a while.

Since I last dove into the mad waves of the South China Sea. Since I slept out in the open beach with the night skyline as my blanket. Since I detached myself from my cellphone/iPod/laptop/car for real.

How we had the whole beach to ourselves. How we explored every nook and cranny of that floating sanctuary. It was all ours for a while. How we had turtles just inches away from us making their way to nest. The closest we ever got to Nature in all her glory.

The world would have crumbled and we wouldn't have cared one bit. It was perfection. It was heaven. It was all ours for that time. And we could hear silence in its truest form. Bliss?

Just me. You. With the waves and the sand.

Out of the darkness that covers us, brightly shining stars and the crescent moon paint out the night sky for us.

It's been a while. And I need a break. Let's go back.

Some Quiet Time Alone

2010-12-04T23:22:00.006+08:00

This is a mad world we're living in.

It's easy to get caught up in the routine, schedules and crazy things that would whine a person up. Lost, submerged in it all. Where we'd go blind to things really important to us.

With the final exams just around the corner, yeah miraculously scheduled during a major cultural celebrations (screw you med school!), i can't help but be swallowed by it all. Just living day-to-day wishing weekends come by quickly. Certainly, it's a piece of cake for a major skiver like me!

Getting pissed drunk on a week day night like I did just 2 nights ago. Then going to church (well somewhat, it was a Christmas musical with sermons sandwiched in between) the very next evening. And coming home to a huge dried laundry lying haphazardly in my room.

Got me to realising, my life is pure chaos.

Which was why I went into a recluse mode today and shut everybody out (for a day at least) and no, Facebook didn't count (but I did go offline!)

Just me, my cosy bed, awesome (litres of) coffee and a good book.

No social commitments. No chores. (Ah, they can wait!) Nothing medically-related.

Me, myself and I.

........ Well until Noah came and dragged me out to play with fireworks (I have a bad feeling this was inspired by Mrs. Russel Brand!)

I still have no idea what we were celebrating?

Do I Look Like A Slut?

2010-11-30T23:40:00.002+08:00

Suddenly, from nobody interested in me. Now, we have FOURRR?

Noah?
New houseman.
Final year Pharmacy student.
3rd year junior.

Ah, this can be interesting! :P

Bitchy Joshy!

2010-11-28T21:49:00.002+08:00

Just the other day, my friends were ganging up and attacking me from every possible aspect (jokingly, I hope?)

"Okay okay. I will cut the bitchy."

"But if you weren't bitchy, you won't be Joshy!"

*roars with laughter*

The End.

It's Almost December?

2010-11-24T16:10:00.003+08:00

I miss writing. My quirky musings.

Somehow life just got to me. Taking me away from things I enjoy. Ah more than you can imagine.

No time for a good book. No time to chat wholeheartedly on MSN even.

Routine messed me up. :(

On another note, I fell in love. With Anaesthesia. Maybe cos I am good at it. *cough cough*

It's now hiked up high on the list of possible career paths. Poking people for a living. Putting them to sleep. Like a magician. LOL

Meanwhile, Radiology? *pukes* I'd rather be a Public Health Consultant (inside med condescending joke)

Panic attack!

2 months to my last ever written exams in medical school. (and everybody knows I am a last minute rush kinda guy, a con i greatly lament myself)

3 months to a change in hospitals.

8 months to exit vivas.

10 months to entering the public health service. And paying income tax.

*groans*

Spent considerable amount of time with Mummy Dearest and the extended family. Nothing breaks the blood that binds (as dysfunctional as we are!) The comforts of home cooked food and impeccable home laundry service :D

Been partying a lot too. Done a little bit of everything. A little bit of everywhere. With a bit of everyone. Can't say my heart's always there. :( In a way, it could be my guise, in denial of the madness surrounding me. Lying to self, much?

Half of my heart's got a grip on this situation. Half of my heart takes time.

Probably time to pick up the pace and proceed with gusto?

But maybe maybe, I am being brought down by my new dependence.

A narcotic. HAHAHAHA! (shitez!)

They're probably to blame I can't decide on the new guys in my life.

Get Outta My Way (Boys) Tribute

2010-11-14T12:25:00.002+08:00

Another reason to love this favourite song of mine... Amazing how it keeps me going (for 15km)!!!

Yummy song eh?

Guess what I found...

2010-11-04T21:36:00.001+08:00

... on one silent night, revising Radiology images online. LOL

Click the link below, if you dare! Haha

http://www.nejm.org/doi/full/10.1056/NEJMicm0707656

You'd be surprised how common this is...

Absence makes the heart grow fonder?

2010-10-24T22:57:00.002+08:00

So yeah, I am dating Mr. Oncologist (this nickname for him is seriously wearing me out!) From now onwards, I shall use his name - Noah.

Noah and I (nice ring to it eh?) have been seeing each other for quite a while now. A few moons have passed us by. All's good. But we're still not totally in a typical relationship per se, mainly cos I am not ready and thing's aren't that steady. Both of us have had our shares of traumatic breakups and commitment issues. Boohoohoo huh?

For goodness sake, he is 2 states away! These days, he only comes to this hospital once in 2 weeks! Major bummer. ~~So the amount of conjugal visits have dropped hella lot.~~ Gah! Complicated much?

So more ways than one, this is yet another 'long-distance relationship' if you had to put a label on it.

Guess what? To make things worse, for the past 2 months he has been flying all around Asia for whatchamacallit - medical conferences and fellowship interviews and blablabla. With the timezone differences and like bad reception (I am looking at you, Nepal!), we don't talk nor skype much. Sometimes, not even for like 3-5 days? *frowns*

Always look at the bright side of things - Low-maintenance, this shows?

There was this one time, right before he boarded the plane back to KL (this was like when we first hooked up), he called.

"Hey, can you come to KLIA and pick me up later?"

"Err... Okay? I guess? Can't you take a cab home?" (Like dude, we weren't even dating yet!)

"But you are the first person I want to see when I land... " (Ladies and gents, yes I am dating a cornball! LOL)

"Okay lah." (I was shocked at his brazen line!)

*toot toot toot FAST FORWARD A FEW HOURS LATER*

After we set off from the carpark, he said, "Why don't we go to your place tonight?" And he held my hand as we drove back to this town I am stuck at now!

[And the rest is CENSORED! LOL]

That's been the way it has been for the past few weeks. How we make the most out of the limited time we share.

Good enough to put a smile on my face :)

I got a...

2010-10-18T15:52:00.001+08:00

full huge-ass A for the last exam! Woohooo!!!

But I think I effing deserved it! Wootz!

kthxbai.

Advice to Self

2010-10-13T01:20:00.002+08:00

When you are 'dating' a consultant/specialist, you as a medical student/junior doctor/shadow houseman SHOULD NEVER JOIN HIS WARD ROUNDS...

It is bound to get very awkward and weird.

And never spill it to your faghag colleague with a histrionic personality disorder, who will obviously giggle and hint to others that you are sleeping with the senior doc.

Boohoohoo!

The Only Exception

2010-10-01T00:57:00.001+08:00

You are the only exception

And I'm on my way to believing...

He asked me again...

2010-09-19T22:43:00.002+08:00

I have lost count on how many times he has popped the question.

"Let's go steady."

And I always change the topic with some inane comment like, "Do you think I need liposuction?" or "That day, I saw maggots crawling out of a patient's wound."

I am just lost. This feels like a crossroad, or somewhere the road diverges. Where I need to pick a direction. Or otherwise?

As irresponsible as this sounds, I am pretty contented at how things are between him and I right now. We are "undefined/it's complicated"??? We talk a lot about our days. We laugh at the same things (and the same people)... I think he gets me better than I do myself. (But that is pretty intimidating!) Things are further compounded by the fact that he works in the same hospital, at times.

Oh yeah, if you must know, the sex is awesome!

"No pressure. Take all the time you need."

Maybe sarcasm? I don't know. I guess I am just not ready to commit, not just yet.

But what is this warm-fuzzy-butterflies-feeling in my tummy everytime he smiles at me? Something I thought I would never feel again.

OMFGGG

2010-09-09T01:44:00.000+08:00

Today, he just called me "Dear?" in public!!!

*GASP!*

OMFGGG!!!

A Teenage Dream?

2010-09-04T13:27:00.003+08:00

So yeah, last Sunday was supposed to be the last day of my end-of-4th-year break.

I had spent all night out with the bros, oh well doing what bestbuds from high school do when they meet, so yes, drunk.

Imagine how pissed I was woken up by a phone call at 8.00 a.m. ARGH what the *fish!

"Hey I just landed at the Penang Airport. Come pick me up and let's go for breakfast?"

It was the Oncologist.

Being the awesome host I am *cough cough*, I picked him and we drove off into the beautiful sunny morning in the Pearl of the Orient. *cough cough again*

"I came over cos I didn't want you to drive the long stretch back to KL alone."

Awwwwww.... Corny yes but awww!

Haha so the whole morning was stuffing our faces silly with the best Penang hawker food can offer (or rather my favourite spots!)

And yes, the very long drive on the North-South Expressway didn't feel so long with quality company! ;P

LOL I gotta say it was pretty hilarious really, having him sing along to Taylor Swift, Katy Perry and Rihanna with much gusto!

I can feel my walls coming down already :)

:)

2010-09-01T00:00:00.001+08:00

rainy days oh rainy days

2010-08-15T18:59:00.001+08:00

i think i might have lost all faith in true love.

*mega-frowns*

ok, moving on now...

It Comes Naturally ;)

2010-08-13T02:43:00.002+08:00

You have a way of moving me,

A force of nature, your energy...

It comes naturally... Mr. O!

Otherwise... I am bored :(

Birmingham Pride - 28 May 2010

2010-06-13T05:12:00.005+08:00

yeah so i was there... after attending Lady Gaga's concert... and well, let the pictures do all the talking then!

Ah How Sweet This Is...

2010-06-10T01:50:00.002+08:00

Awww.... *smiley face*

i think it's time

2010-05-26T03:28:00.001+08:00

or almost... very close to...

ending this blog! :(

Lie Lie Lie

2010-03-24T13:28:00.002+08:00

Quote of the Week

2010-02-05T02:53:00.003+08:00

You have the body of a God...

...Unfortunately it's Buddha!

LMAO!

Okay, hopefully this doesn't offend any religious critics/clerics/whatever.
[Okay lah that counts a disclaimer!]

Ciaoz!

Bare

2010-02-03T11:43:00.003+08:00

Kinda like this song! Seems like a highly rated musical on tour in the US of A!

"A baseball bat? There's one in my pants."

Dysfunctional teenage gay relationships - ah reminiscent of every fag's highschool/college days huh?

Hmm the colourful memories!

"... and know why we whisper in hallways. I'll be with you always..."

On a sidenote, I think the hospital I am in, is starting to get steamier than Seattle Grace Mercy West (aka the one in Grey's Anatomy)!!! Lotsa nasty things happening! *like any surprise there?*

Okay, and please please pleaaasseee pray for my survival through the hell of a rollercoaster ride that is my finals! [2 down, 2 to go!]

And then, Chinese New Year, Cuti-cuti South East Asia, Emergency Medicine block, publish my our research paper! and summer in UK!!! Wheee!!!

Here's another one, a studio recording version (better vocals, obviously) and Matt Doyle is playing Eric van der Woodsen's (now-ex)BF on Gossip Girl, methinks! Coolness

Postcard from The Ex*

2010-01-21T23:54:00.004+08:00

NAMASTE!

Voila! This is what I found in the mailbox today!

What a pleasant surprise!

Yes, he is on another of his "I am gonna make the world a better place!" mission trips again! He's on a roll!

BTW is it normal for one's BF and the Ex to be "friends on facebook" and actually talk more to each other than to me at the dinnertable? Just outta curiosity. LOL

*Guess it's probably time to give him an proper nickname?

*THIS IS POST 201!!! Wow...

I Confess My Sins

2010-01-13T23:00:00.004+08:00

Forgive me Lord. For I have misbehaved.

I think I have a crush on my Orthopaedics lecturer.

Being part of his ward team for 3 weeks is... ah heaven! I admit that I been practically stalking him around in the operation theatre, clinic, wards, office blablabla (with a few fangirls).

To learn from his expertise lo, why else? ;)

Oh btw, he is rather young. Leonardo Dicaprio-ish hair. Killer sepet eyes.

This one can pass as his half-brother, maybe!

Just a few days ago, we had this super duper mega over-the-top b*tchy difficult patient who came in with olecranon bursitis due to playing too much badminton (yeah right).

OMG this uncle damn the WTF (pardon my interesting-reference-to-a-KL-Motor-Vehicle-Number-Plate), being cocky and complaining about the whole public health sector (yes it's kinda flawed but we work around the bumps right?)!!!

The whole team ie. nurses-medstudents (ME!)-interns-registrars also cannot stand and rolled eyes at each other and I swear this houseman (namesake of the Head of the Commonwealth) gestured for us to slap this uncle's face! And yes, he was very rude to Cute-Ortho-Lecturer as well. KNNCCB! But ahhh, Cute-Ortho-Lecturer spoke to him very patiently and appeased him by just poking a needle into his elbow. I was WOW-ed! Everybody left happy (okay, maybe we still b*tched about this case). THE END.

Respectful. Caring. Gregarious. Patient. Non-drama. Fantabulous teacher!

Nice package indeed.

We're even 'friends' on Facebook!

Too bad he is married... to a woman. And yes, I think the wife's pretty hawt.

DAMN.

But aaahhh... I love Orthopaedics now. No, I do not have any indecent ideations OKEH!

This isn't half as bad as the cases I see in the wards. Ouch!

Hello Mr. Oncologist!

2010-01-10T01:22:00.004+08:00

Haha just found out you read my blog too! [Not that I am a regular one at that!] What a surprise, nonetheless!

Ah well guess I have one less person to bitch about here. LOL just kidding. I think you are nice.

Take this photo as a welcoming gift to you.

3.5kg MALT mass with peritoneal adhesions.

Like we discussed the other night, some people can be likened to malignancy; pure sinister sometimes hiding in deepest crevices that they think they will not be discovered.

But hell yeah we can (OKAY, primarily your job); we hunt, we locate. We excise and incinerate!

Oops sorrry! The photo got me too enthralled; I can still recall the whole procedure. Skin-to-skin: 18 minutes. How the tumour felt in my gloved hands. Lumpy-bumpy, humpty-dumpty.

And likewise, the good shall emerge victorious. Maybe not me. But definitely not the vile.

Another Perspective

2010-01-06T00:53:00.003+08:00

Maybe another life, another path is what I really need.

Right now.

I am not really sure whether this is what I signed up for.

Gah. Life. Such a job.

Hello 2010!

2010-01-01T20:30:00.006+08:00

Somehow I can't believe it's a new year already! Heck, it's the start of a new decade.

Goodbye Noughties!

Oooh boy! What a year 2009 has been!

My choice of keywords for Oh-Nine would be: drama, scandals, bitching, perseverance and blood.

Looking back on the year, it did not have a lack of trials and tribulations, oh bah-humbug, along with some wholesome good fun. Insufficiency of the latter, IMHO.

Got a new nickname - "The HO".

So don't trust me!

Started clinical training.

Getting my self-esteem crushed and rebuilt on a daily basis. Serving my pride to the (some) ruthless Dato/Datin/Prof/Consultants for breakfast.

But all is good. I am surviving and thriving (even if just a little).

Small glimpse of my future career path.

"You are born to be an obstetrician. You have nice long fingers. Good to palpate the sacral promontory." (aka good at poking vajayjays)

"You should consider doing orthopaedics. You have the stature. Not like your friend here." *points at a shorter classmate* LOL

"You are so full of yourself. Try pursuing General Surgery."

In all honesty, I prefer surgical-based specialties. Love working with my hands. And I doubt I have the intelligence to be an internist. Time will tell.

Ate and ate and ate. Exercise no enough.

FAT FAT FAT! Need to restart my stepping/yoga/pilates/regular running.

Yes, I will start after my finals in a month's time. LOL

Travelled quite a bit.

5 visits to Singapore in a year. Oh and that one day trip down south just to catch STOMP!

Had surgery done.

Pain. Propofol is such a b*tch!

Ugly scar. Borderline keloid.

Taken 3 days post-op.

Bought myself a new celly!

Okay, mummy's pressie actually! LOL
Farewell w900i baby! It has been a good 3.5 years with you!

Got some kinky presents for my birthday this year!

Passion Fruit Flavour!

Bade farewell to some buddies (who left for overseas: various reasons).

As One Tree Hill says, "People always leave."

But then again, these people are pretty much indispensable.

Heck, my phone has equal UK/US/Aus/NZ/Singapore SMS-es/occasional phone calls to the local ones I make these days. Still getting regular snailmail and surprise packages. Love love love!

Hello to new darling friends!

Well, you know who you are. And you know I love you guys like ~~porn~~ chocolates and alcohol!

*hearts*

Our Xmas Tree!

And a special shoutout to the newest peepz I met at the NYE party alrighty! *winks*

40 months and counting...

This year wasn't particularly easy on the relationship. But we are still holding on.

Am happy :)

Screw It!

2009-12-28T22:55:00.002+08:00

Possibly the 3rd WORST DAY of MY LIFE so far... yes, the top 2? Well, too graphic to be described.

Everything just went wrong and crashing down hill today. May be pleasing to me haters.

But I work well under pressure. So SCREW YOU!

Datelines to meet. Research papers to be sent with hopes of publication.

Bones to reduce. Exams to sit for. And somewhere along the way, try to find my life back.

Goodbye 2009! I am done with you!

Another...

2009-10-17T16:44:00.002+08:00

I just came out to another friend.

Not that I was ever 'in the closet'; he'd always known I 'sway'... but this time, he gets an information overload of the deets.

We have been friends since forever, a decade or now. I just suddenly blurted out everything to him in the car. Been wanting to tell him about everything and I am happy that I finally did.

Phew! That feels good.

We're still bro's.

Now, back to delivering more babies.

Guess This Makes Me Sound Like a Girl

2009-09-06T13:19:00.003+08:00

I have always thought of 'The Notebook' as one of the perfect love stories. Maybe, not total perfection, come one, which real romance is? But it shines through the flaws and perils of the relationship.

To show a love that is strong and never wavers. Something that is lasting. Something pure and eternal, so to speak?

And right before I head off to do MORE wardwork, yes, on a Sunday! *grunts* I shall just make a note of my favourite quotes from The Notebook.

Ah refer to the title of this blog and thou shall see the light!

Maybe I am too much of a drama queen but ohsoironic that these lines are somewhat synonymous to what I wanna say, or are rather applicable to my own love story?

LOL I know, pardon my overdose of mushiness. Oh well, just woke up missing The Hubby superduperuber much la okeh!

"So it's not gonna be easy.
It's going to be really hard;
We're gonna have to work at this everyday,
but I want to do that because I want you.
I want all of you, forever, everyday.
You and me... everyday. "

"Do you think our love can make miracles? I think our love can do anything we want it to."

I love you.

Be Right Back

2009-09-05T18:57:00.002+08:00

Hello!

I guess I haven't been updating much, it's almost like I have disappeared off the blogosphere. But gah, 4th year of med school is getting to me... Okay, who am I kidding? Haha just trying to tell myself, I NEED TO WORK HARDER!!!

In a nutshell, I am doing fine. No more drama in my life, at least as of now. Still very much attached to and in love with The Hubby. 37 months and counting... He has been nothing short of amazing. *blushes*

I am doing Paediatrics now. Lotsa lotsa free time, spent playing with the babies and little kids. It's such a surprise that I am having fun in this block.

Now, life would be perfect IF I didn't have that crazy research project to finish. Ah the huuuggeee sample size needed. And effing SPSS!

3 Years

2009-08-03T18:56:00.004+08:00

It has been an adventure huh?

Look how far we've come. Through all the trials and tribulations.

We've survived and became stronger.

When all around us fell apart, we stuck together.

The little things you do. The sweetest things you say. The silliest smile you make.

Everything just sweeps me off my feet. Again and again.

Nothing makes me happier than just being next to you, hubby. And I know we have a lifetime to share. ;)

Thank you for loving me for me along with all my drama-mama moments. *kesian...*

I love you dear. You complete me.

2009-06-23T18:03:00.000+08:00

Guess life has taken its toll on this blog.

Gotta wait till I get this rollercoaster ride... or at least, a pitstop?

Or if I have actually something 'happy' to blog about.

Hugs, people.

=)

The Big Fat Gay Collab!

2009-05-19T11:38:00.000+08:00

Found this on youtube... and well enjoy!

My life has pretty much been routine and uninteresting lately. So yeah, major cause for blogger's block. Hope everything's going great for everyone!

Tata for now! =)

pinkdot.sg

2009-05-08T00:17:00.004+08:00

I am loving this video =)

Thanks to Cheryl (who most likely won't ever read this blog) for the link...
Thanks for pledging yourself to the pinkdot event...
Thanks for giving me the honour of being the first gay friend in your life!
Thanks for accepting me beyond the stereotypical labels.
Thanks for the love.

Dear Hubby!

2009-04-17T22:03:00.001+08:00

Dear hubby

My darling hubby wubby

These words, in prose they lay

Drafted on the ELITE highway.

My friends gave us a label

We’re an “old married couple”

We’ve been together for so long

Complete with a bimbotic theme song.

Amazing how we’ve grown

Better together we’ve shown

How did I ever get so lucky?

To snatch a hunk beyond sexy!

Oh this is bliss

Sealed with a sloppy kiss

No I don’t hear a sound

And my feet flew off the ground.

Damn this is too much

How I long for your touch

Waking up to your smiling face

Us entwined in a warm embrace.

Aww shucks!

The distance between us sucks

But what we share can’t be shattered

Through greater storms we have weathered.

MSN, GTalk and Skype

We’ve hopped onto the bandwagon hype

Me overworked and whining away

Your company just brightens up my day.

Hearing your sexy voice so deep

Kissing a picture of you before I sleep

Guess I am silly that way

Seeing pink in shades of gray.

Love is not love which alters

When it alteration finds

Learning through our falters

Beautiful in its imperfections, our story shines.

I miss you, baby

Lotsa love from your hubby!

For longer than forever

This I vow yesterday, today and always.

Let's All Say YUMMM!!!

2009-04-13T22:07:00.002+08:00

I love to eat. A lot.

I have been known to travel great distances in pursuit of amazing culinary experiences. And surviving countless crazy infuriating traffic jams. And the lack of carparks. And tolerating pissy waiters/managers/owners.

Yes, impossible is truly nothing. Hardly any obstacle can stay in my pursuit of filling the tummy silly.

And the past weekend has been nothing short of an elaborate dining adventure. =)

Hainanese Chicken Chop!
(some random kopitiam but oh-so-the best lah)
RM3.50

Sri Nirwana Maju BANANA LEAF RICE!
RM 5.00 (I think?)
Damn nostalgic... aww

Kensington Seremban's Seafood Platter
RM40.00
The prawns are OMG-amazing!

Kedai Makanan Seremban (whaaaaat a creative name eh?)
Original Recipe Roast Crabs 3KGs!
RM119.00

Wagyu Beef Cheeks (how luxurious!)
Housemate's Sous Chef BF
Free-of-Charge

Yes, I am behaving like I can't care less for my health. Yes, I think I am an obese fag. Yes, I need to find time to work out more ~~and be able to seduce the hubby and perform kinky experiments in bed.~~

But surprisingly, I have been losing weight, without much effort since I moved here. =)

Ah blame it all on my erratic, lifeless, communist-inspired schedule. I am actually looking forward to weekends, for some sitdown study time.

I must be going mad.

More Songs on Love

2009-04-12T18:06:00.004+08:00

Sampai syurga ku menunggu
Sampai syurga ku cintamu
Hanya kamu...

=)

I just had to add it onto this post! I still can't believe Aizat was on Akademi Fantasia =S

berhembus angin rindu
begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu
hujan lebat mencurah kini
bagaikan tiada henti
kaulah laguku, kau irama terindah...

The Housewarming

2009-04-07T15:49:00.005+08:00

When Joshy throws a party... everybody joins in the merriment!

At least everybody who was invited. Ah including those who had to do nightshift in the wards, oh for a little while. Well, even our next door neighbours came =)

Let it be known that Joshy boi can still throw a mean party. Never mind that I am now in Seremban.

Fabulous habits die hard.

That fine Saturday, I was just strolling in Pavilion after my tooth extraction. Gah! [Oooh there's Sales in Tangs!] And I passed by J.Co... and I thought, "DONUT PARTY!!!" I frantically called my housemates, "Let's do this tomorrow! Bring some life to our community!" *just because I felt like it*

Our conference call ended with, "Okay, set to go!"

Thus I drafted the text invite,

"Housewarming party tmr 8pm. My place. Feed yourself first. Only snacks and booze served." [SEND TO ALL!]

And soon it spread like wildfire! Within the own small community that we are here, in clinical school.

Nothing like early bird gifts to ensure punctuality. Godiva gave us the extra boost!

Food. Music. Booze. ~~Gambling~~ Games. Laughter.

Oh I shall not forget the magic of playing mahjong on a tiny coffee table and TAP TAP REVENGE!!! And drooling over CLEO's 50 Eligible Bachelors. Wait, I stand corrected. Just 3 of them. And I like, know 2 of them personally.

I had so much fun planning! And it was great having housemates who were equally enthusiastic and so accommodating of my crazy impulsive decisions. We even had a housemates' dresscode* which is a bit cornier-than-a-cornfield, I'd admit. But that was loved by our crowd. And that made all the difference. Oh yeah!

Good lighting really helped set the ambience. I was like flabbergasted when I saw the pictures taken.

"Wah, our living room never looked this warm and cosy!"

At the end of the night, everybody went home a little bit drunk, bloated and fingers hurting (Tap Tap Revenge 2 Tournament on my iPod touch!!!)

Tonnes of pictures were taken (and already up on Facebook!) as it is a result of the natural instinct of our generation.

Can't hardly wait till the next one! =P

*yes, an extremely gay gay gay thing to do

I feel a tad dumber

2009-04-04T15:28:00.002+08:00

... cos I just lost a wisdom tooth. As of 11.30am today.

I am talking funny. I can only consume cold and liquid food items. I can't have chocolate.

Ouch!

So I went shopping. =)

And cooked up a plan for a party tomorrow, before the onslaught of a new week befalls us. It's kinda my trademark to do such things on impulse.

Ah well, lotsa time to work through the details. And to take my mind of the the persistent pain where a tooth used to be.

Wish me luck!!! =P

Good Good Day!

2009-03-31T23:22:00.002+08:00

I don't know if it's actually a problem...

But I am actually liking Family Medicine (aka General Practice) waaayyy more than I ever expected!

Okay, getting answers right does motivate me much! And the occassional, rare praise from lecturers.

So I had just finished performing an ECG on an uncle, and was on my way back to the teaching clinic...

And there she was, an elderly Chinese woman, frail-looking, slightly kyphotic, with a walking stick right in front of the elevators. Her tears were welling up.

She looked up at me, and proceeded to grab my forearm.

Me: Yes, auntie?
Auntie: Boy, can you bring to the laboratory? I need to trace my reports. The doctor sent me up here to get it myself. My knees are in pain.

And then the tears kept pouring.

Me : *OMG OMG OMG!!! What did I do? What to do now?*
Auntie: My son is useless. His wife is heartless. They don't care about me. I am sick and nobody cares for me. I had to come to the clinic myself, all alone.
Me: Are they busy at work?
Auntie: NO!!! Today they have a day-off work. And they just don't care.
Me: I am so sorry, Auntie.

As we slowly walked to the laboratory department, she wailed. The crowd stared at me.

OMG!

Auntie: Nobody cares about me. I am going to die soon, and rot without anyone knowing.
Me: Don't be so sad, Auntie. You must take good care of your health! You must love yourself more.
[Corny, I know!]

I let her sit in the waiting area while I enter the lab to beg for the auntie's report.

Later, I walked her down to the Outpatient Department to see her doctor.

Auntie: My son is useless. He doesn't care about me. His wife is evil.
Me: Err... may be they have issues?
Auntie: They make me work at their bakery and care for their baby. But I get nothing in return. They treat me like rubbish.
Me: Err...

*Enter the Doctor*

Doctor: I very angry at this auntie!
Auntie: *cries somemore* Why you angry at me, Dr? I didn't do anything to you!
Doctor: I joke only, Auntie! Don't cry. I am worried because you always skip your appointments.
(err, bad timing for a joke?) Boy, tell this auntie... Blablabla.. medical jargon... blablabla... She is very lucky to have met you, boy! (Aww! *blushes*)

Then, I ran up to different departments to set the dates for her follow-up appointments for the upcoming months, collect her medication for her, gave her some 'patient education' material etc.

And I was practically her walking stick for the whole hour. Which involved me walking very veryyyyy slowwwwlllyyyy...

Auntie: I believe that people who do good will run into nice people who will help them. I do a lot of donations. Hehe!
Me: Yes auntie! Good karma?
Auntie: You have been such an angel to me, today! Come come, I give you the card to my son's bakery. I will give you a free Butter Cake when you come, since you have helped me so much today!
Me: It's okay Auntie! You're welcome! *beaming smile* Hehe!

As I was about to leave her and return to the teaching clinic...
Auntie: Is this your ID number on your tag?
Me: Yes. It's to identify me as a student.
Auntie: *took out a pen and started scribbling on her newspaper. THE LAST FOUR DIGITS OF MY ID NUMBER!*

Auntie: Do you have a car?
Me: Yes, Auntie. I drive to the hospital/clinic.
Auntie: Can give me your carplate number?
Me: Auntie, you want to buy 4D ah? Strike lottery ah?
Auntie: Ya you also know ah? I feel very lucky today to have met you ma. Must try my chance.
Me: Okay Auntie. You take care okay? I have to get back to my class.
Auntie: Goodbye nice boy. I wish you every success in becoming a great doctor. I can see it in you already.

Me: *OMG I feel so shy shy leh!*

This experience totally made my day!!! =)

Great reminder as to why and what am I doing here in med school!!!

The experience just keeps getting harder, better, and the drive all the more stronger! Don't hate me, B!!!

The oddest thing was it all happened a few hours after I read Little Dove's latest post, right before I left home in the morning. =)

P.S. Half of Seremban had a major blackout just this evening!!! Even the streetlights were off!!! We nearly had to have dinner in the dark (there wasn't even a single candle at the restaurant we wanted to dine at!) Haha, good thing there is Aeon Jusco in Seremban 2!!!

Thanks again for dinner and the great company, buddy! =) Get me goodies from London alrighty!!!

Better Days - Jimmy Kane

2009-03-28T11:16:00.003+08:00

You're always on my mind. ;P

Blunder #1

2009-03-24T22:46:00.003+08:00

Today, as I was clerking a patient (with half my mind astray) I committed a huge mistake.

"Auntie, are you STILL married?"
(enquiring about marital status)

It totally exacerbated the auntie's bulging eyes.

My bad.

Without a doubt, I kena kao-kao from the supervising lecturer! HAHAHA!

FYI, she was really hyperthyroid.

P.s. I think I got winked at repeatedly by a senior paediatrician around campus. Mega-stroke for the ego! HAHA!

Today's a beautiful day to save lives!*

2009-03-16T19:57:00.004+08:00

So let's get to it

Alright.

So I have been a resident of Seremban for the past … erm 3 weeks? Can’t say that I know this place all that well just yet. Heck, with my daily routine being home-campus-hospital-district clinic-food-home-comatose!

Haha I find consolation in knowing that mr. drownedglass is here as well, at least on weekdays. =) and there is company to find good food with =)

Yeah yeah. I am guilty of escaping the heat and humidity that is pathognomonic of this rustic dusty town, come the weekend. To where else but KL… where there are people who love me and more people who desire the sacrilegious inferno of my mortal soul.

Ah thank goodness there is such a thing as a SHOPPING! And credit cards…

Anyhoo, yes I am loving clinical rotations. Draining long hours clerking patient after patient, late night calls (for duty, instead of booty), mountainous piles of case reports to write and being reprimanded/scolded/bitched at without mercy. Hmm, not so loving that last bit just yet.

My spirits are still high and all gay. I may appear to be a walking zombie garbed in a white coat at like 7 a.m. but all that changes when I meet my first patient of the day.

Sure, we learn signs and symptoms, differential diagnoses and recommended management plans from all the ward work. That totally rocks!

But what truly keeps me going (and practically beaming) are their life stories and all the random yakkity yak which never cease to amaze me. =P

“..let this be upon my honour and dignity… now I go forth unto my calling…”

P.S. IMHO this post is pure gibberish… I am not having a cogent line of thought right now… cos it's a happy happy happy but long yet uber good day at the outpatient clinic, playing a Family Doctor.

*The inspiring surgical lecturer’s mantra to start his day!

Goodbye KL!

2009-02-28T08:57:00.002+08:00

So this is it. In exactly half an hour, I shall begin my drive down south to the town (city?) of Seremban, where I shall be, for the most parts, in the forthcoming 24 months.

YES, 2 YEARS!

This really is the lake right outside my street!

Moving is such a bitch!

Oh yeah, thanks to all you people who were kind enough to have 'parties' in view of this. My dreaded departure from KL.

Damn you people who are celebrating the good riddance of moi!

I joke. The last one ended just a few hours ago. A movie night, 'Changeling' supposedly, at S's place. But we ended up chatting like the gay ~~bitches~~ guys that we are and Wheeee... it developed into a Gossip Girl screening. Thanks B and JD, especially the gracious host, S! =)

On my drive back to Sierramas (in the wee hours of the morning), I had flashbacks of my time here. You know? Like that thing that happens right before you DIE! Haha

All the great beyond fabulous friendships I have formed here; in university, friends of friends who lessened that extra one degree of separation, blogger friends etc. You know who you are! *winks*

All the money I blew away at the malls! Just doing my part to generate the economy! Haha and on toll fare!!!

All the crazy things we have done and places we hung out (destroyed!)...

Most importantly, I met the love of my life in this city! *swoons*

And I bade farewell to the LDP! Sunway Pyramid! 1U! The Curve! Ikano! And the city lights!

I *heart* KL!

Haha but then again, we can save the drama, I will be back next weekend!

Lost in Translation

2009-02-24T00:55:00.002+08:00

So yesterday, I found myself, driving Mummy Dearest and two other aunts on a roadtrip to Bahau, Negeri Sembilan (somewhere in the core of Central Peninsular Malaysia). They wanted to visit some long-lost elderly relative.

I swear I never even knew the place existed prior to the trip.

The route there was extremely winding and tricky. I even saw ferocious-looking monkeys (apes?) by the sides of the road. Scary. But miraculously, by some twist of luck or rather my mum's impeccable memory (her last visit here was over 25 years ago), we found the relative's house.

Naturally, all the 'aunties' (my mum included) started recollecting the past, sharing grandmother stories and some catching up.

Relative: Eh I last saw you before you went overseas to study right? Where you studied ah?
Mum: I went to Columbia University.
Relative: COLOMBIA? There they have very famous coffee hor? Cheap or not?

*faints*

After clearing things out with her that Columbia and Colombia are not one and the same...

Relative: Ohhhh, so what did you study there?
Mum: I did a degree in Biology.
Relative: BUY-A-LOJI*??? (loji = plant in Malay) Wah you very expert now in buying loji-s ah? I never knew needed to go to university to buy them. So how many loji-s you have now???
Mum: No, auntie... Biology is the study of animals, plants and humans. The science of living things... *and she went to elaborate...*

And somehow the topic switched to me...

Relative: Wah your son so like giant already. So big boy. (gasp!) What's his name?
Mum: Some call him Joshua.
Relative: JOS-HUA? CHO-HUA (make flowers? in Hokkien) Why la name him that? Want him to grow up become farmer or florist is it? Tsk tsk.

She must really hate me. =(

Relative: Your car so small. 4 people sit somemore. If somebody farts, you all sure faint and collapse. Then how?

Grr...

2009-02-16T00:45:00.003+08:00

I think my mum adores my hubby more than she loves me.

Grr.

I do feel sidelined at times. She asks about him and updates all the time.

Me? "I got no time for you-lah, boy!"

She will suddenly fire up and say things like:

"Why can't you be more like (the hubby)?"

"He is such a good influence on you. Makes you behave!"

And the worst hit, "I wonder what does he see in you!" *flashing sinister smile*

I guess I have to be grateful that The Mummy and The Hubby don't hate each other. =)

LOL Nostalgia...

2009-02-08T17:53:00.003+08:00

Looking back thru the pages of my highschool yearbook (specifically the one in Form 5, where I was Editor-at-Large)...

Tonnes of sweet memories of our Mean Guys Gang, having personal assistants to buy keropok lekor for us (saves time queueing up at the canteen), crashing the proms of other schools, all the illegal racing on the expressways and having nasi lemak in class, while the rest of the school were at the assembly grounds and among other naughty naughty things. ;P

On another side of things; the time when I played competitive archery in the ASEAN School Games, the many many times we had hotel stays although our homes were a stone's throw away, the time our gang organised a project with 1000% profit (You read that right!!!) and all the crazy drives to Ipoh just for a dimsum breakfast!

Yes, we were all cuckoo teenagers with the hormones on overdrive.

I miss high school!!! =(

But the funniest thing has got to be my profile page.

Joshy - Voted Perkiest Butt in the Senior Class 2003!

ROFL! I totally forgot all about this.

But at least, I didn't win something like "Most Irritating Person of the Year" or "Most Gangsta". Thank Goodness! =)

I have to behave...

2009-02-04T16:59:00.002+08:00

... and not party so hard.

Life back in good ol' sunny Penang has been great so far. Never been back for such a long break since forever and now I remember what I have been missing all this while being away.

It's probably sounding a little immature-plus-irresponsible but me, and the few buddies who are still bumming here awaiting our holidays to end, are living it large as we did when we were 17.

Young, carefree, careless and OMG wild.

Surprisingly, we still have a reputation going on (albeit a dying one, seeing that we are dinosaurs by definition in the local youth community) But of course, one can say that this island is so small that it is impossible that people don't know each other.

Honey, so wrong.

In what may seem like an idyllic beach holiday destination to the world, it isn't exactly a bed of roses to grow up in.

Here, you are either somebody OR nobody.

And it ain't easy being in either camp. From what I see, things are getting increasingly malignant. Think Gossip Girl and 90210 but more violent. Less fiction.

But yada yada yada. This can be extrapolated to be like a textbook. More on it next time.

I digress yet again.

I have resolved to not use up all my time being a social moth (cos I ain't nowhere as colourful as a butterfly) and throw those pageant-worthy hi-bye waves with a megawatt-smile more judiciously. Party less, sleep more, save up the ka-ching cash... and hopefully start on a little geeking out and actually study! [cos having too much fun for way too long can actually be kinda tiring and the bad B word]

But then again, I am booked all the way to Chap Goh Meh!

Ah darn, I guess the 'good boy' resolution can wait.

p.s. Hope everybody's having a blast of a wonderful time as well, no matter where you are. Soak in the sun, drink, be merry and stay all the more jolly! =P

Kung Fu Fa Cai!

2009-01-22T00:26:00.002+08:00

I mean, Gong Xi Fa Cai and Happy Chinese New Year, everybody!

And to those who don't celebrate the coming of the Lunar Year of the Ox, Happy Holidays to YOU too!!!

Joshy is going on a short hiatus-slash-break from blogging for the next few weeks.

Reasons are as follows: (LOL, sounds like a documented report eh?)

Ugh. Never thought I'd complain about holidaying but yeah, it's such a hassle packing-unpacking-repacking for different trips.
I am gonna be moving to a new place by March. New start. New environment. Goodbye KL!
Well CNY IS the time to be spent with family, collecting angpows, stuffing up on great guilty indulgences and for me, catch up on MY SLEEP!

But fret not, I will still be reading up on other fantabulous blogs whenever I get the chance to. And probably there may some short posts if I encounter anything interesting. So y'all take care of yourselves, drink and be merry, party wild and hard!

I will miss you guys-n-girls! =P

Dot dot dot.

2009-01-18T13:27:00.005+08:00

Gosh. This is weird.

I just received a mail from The Ex's Ex. (both are from like aeons before)

And he is visiting my hometown, Penang sometime next month and wants to hang out.

Surely, I am more than willing to show him around town (not that I am very much aware of the tourist attraction spots) and bask in the glory of a great host worthy to boast.

But this is like awkward.

We don't share any animosity and we do acknowledge each other's existence in a very civil manner. Hardly friends though; more of like acquaintances I reckon. He really is a nice guy and sensitive blablabla all that jazz.

So yeah I don't mind meeting up with him and be a tourguide... but, but, but... I don't know what to say to him. To maintain a fulfilling conversation.

What now?

YES to hanging out and probably be better friends? Plus being a good spokesperson for my town?

or

NO, make up some excuse about not being available and continue moving on with our respective lives; with the occasional "Hey just checking if you are still alive!" scribbling on facebook walls.

I honestly don't know.

SOS! Help? Anyone?

I'm Back

2009-01-15T11:10:00.003+08:00

It is not easy being a globe-trotting* himbo.
(p.s. I use 'globe-trotting' very loosely in this instance.)

But it helps having great traveling mates. With your iPod blasting amazing tunes.

Also, a credit card when you run out of cash! =P

And phonecalls from the love of your life to warm the cold nights. Aww.

Gotta re-pack for another trip next week kinda bums.

2009 seems to be great thus far. There be greater things to be done here. Be done with nostalgia. We have got a whole life waiting for us ahead.

Love.

Only In Malaysia

2009-01-07T18:58:00.002+08:00

How cute right? I never knew the local hospital functions as the SPCA as well? lol

How truly-uniquely Malaysian!

I just had the craziest exams ever... (I must say that the presence of external examiners there truly elevated the stress levels, aihhh all in the name of Quality Assurance)

Tomorrow's the last day and thereafter I shall be a free man! For 7 weeks or so...

And I need to figure out how to spend the time fantabulously... I can't afford to go on holiday for 7 weeks! Any other suggestions?

Probably I should tweak this blog a little bit huh? But I am such a noob la at techy stuff. Anyone wanna help joshy out?

Alrighty.

Have a cheerful and productive week ahead! (or whatever's left of it!)

"Damn Those Angmoh Durians!"

2008-12-31T16:19:00.004+08:00

WARNING: The video below is a techno? song performed in the Hokkien Dialect. Hilarity ensues.

Durian Sisters (played by May & Choy) performing 行情坏/Bad Times, although I'd think Lousy Economy is a better translation.

Ah wonders of YouTube!

"Damn those Angmoh Durians!" *quoted verbatim from the movie.

HAHAHAHAHA! At the end of this scene (cut off, obviously), they are seen throwing those star-dagger-thingies at their rivals, the Papaya Sisters (the protagonists)!

Okay technically the twins are NOT angmohs and they are obviously lip-syncing ~~poorly~~ but it's so-funny-I-can-die! Which reminds me how much I love the 881 movie lah~! It never fails to entertain. Royston Tan is a genius... Who else can make such a bombastic movie about the getai industry???

Getai = Stage performances usually in season during the Hungry Ghosts Festival or other Chinese-related Deity/God's birthday/Canonisation Day or something...

Hmm, looking at the video... What kinda bottoms are they wearing? Inverted plastic skirts?

I think I shall upload this song into my iPod =P Just to remind myself that I shouldn't spend too much...

Tell me if anybody wants a translation... cos I am kinda lazy to do it now. LOL

Happy New Year again! 2008 has been a blast...

Probably The Last Post of The Year

2008-12-29T16:58:00.004+08:00

Gah! All the studying is driving me mad!

Anyways, this is just gonna uber brief.

Christmas Eve was good. Busy busy day, ended with a great dinner at a quaint place with my OTHER family, the friends who made my med school life thus far relatively sane and smooth... and we are notorious as "The English-Speaking-Spoilt-Rich-Kids Gang" LoL
Then we went back home to continue studying. =(
The Christmas long weekend was all about le familia. I love my family. Along with all the drama!
Babysitting my nephew and niece is as effective as a few sessions at the gym. LoL
Ended Saturday, pissed drunk, at a party. That's all I remember of that night.
Discovered that the cufflinks I have longed for actually costs RM55,905 a pair!!!
I have run out of storage space for my ties.
I am having banana leaf rice wayyy too often. [And I just got back from my 4th nasi daun pisang meal in 2 weeks!]
And NO, I don't make New Year resolutions cos I never keep up with them. A few weeks down the road, I will most likely forget all about them.
The only thing I am looking forward to (with a happy mood) in 2009 is seeing my face in PRESTIGE magazine.

Happy New Year y'all!

Mucho love from joshy!

Paris de Java

2008-12-25T00:00:00.002+08:00

Hey people!

I know, I know. It seemed like forever since I last posted anything here and the cyberspace, for that matter. Did you all miss me? ~~Or just didn't notice my absence...~~ lol eitherways I have still tonnes of love to share.

The year is coming to a close. A time where lives are hanging in the balance and we are all going completely bonkers.

Well, the part about losing one's sanity may be exclusively reserved for me.

Gosh, I just sat for the hardest, suckiest exam I have ever encountered in my entire medical school career. Being totally shaken and traumatised, I wasn't very much myself. You know, all the kiss-kiss muah-muah, being totally himbotic in public and cracking lame jokes.

But yeah, the LOTR Symphony with the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra (and YKLS and KL Children's Choir) did soften the emotional blow a little bit with great music and a night of dressing-up-to-the-nines and splendour with a late supper at Jalan Alor.

But came Monday, I was feeling all down again (and discouraged, a seriously rare condition for my hyperinflated ego).

And so I called a few of my 'reliably crazy and spontaneous' friends and got ourselves on the next flight available to Bandung, Indonesia.

Despite the fact that I have a HUGE professional exams (determining my life and death!) within 2 weeks and I should be grounded in the library, studying all the stocked books.

Sometimes, what a overworked boy really needs is just a holiday away.

And so I (with my entourage of psycho-shoppers) totally painted the highland-plateau-city red/orange/rainbow with our fabulous antics. For the SECOND time in 5 months!

Shopping frenzy, that is.

I think I maxed out my cards cos they didn't work when I tried to get Duty Free alcohol at the airport. Bummer.

Bandung is very popular as a shopping city among Javanese. Jakartans swarm the city on weekends to shop, shop, shop and shop somemore! Which means the connecting Cipularang expressway will be totally jammed like our NSE during the Chinese New Year season. (Good thing we went there on a weekday!)

Probably that's why they hardly advertise this attraction of Bandung as the city of ~~factory outlets of~~ major international brands. I swear, there could have been like 200 over such shops in the city. Sadly, we only visited almost half of that within the 72 hours :(

And there was ZERO chance we could have purchased any counterfeit products cos The Grecian whose Bible is French Vogue, GQ, Details and the sort; was there to supervise our value buys. Lest we commit the unredeemable sin of purchasing some fake stuffs or worse, *gasp* OFF-SEASON fashion!

Bandung is also known for the volcano, Tangkuban Perahu... But yeah, we didn't visit it AGAIN. Retail therapy totally distracted us. "The volcano can wait," said The Singaporean.

Since IT IS A RETAIL THERAPY HOLIDAY, very few photographs were taken. But yeah, this is a sampling of what Bandung (aka Paris de Java, as referred by their colonists) was like for lil joshy boi.

Rumah Mode is one of the largest shops with totally elaborate landscaping. It felt more like an amusement park or monument site with the abundance of Hindu-Buddhism-inspired statuettes.

Es Duren... blergh... No thank you! And Es Shanghai is serious NOT for everybody.

BUT OMG I LURVE ES JERUK & TEH SOSRO. And the BATAGOR & SIOMAY outside The Heritage is da bomb!

LoL yup we totally had a buffet on the flight back.Hardly had time to have proper meals the whole time there. We got our set priorities right you know? *winks*

As I return, feeling somewhat rejuvenated from a fruitful shopping trip, all geared up and ready to face the torments of hitting the books, I revel at the thought:

It's actually kinda nice to be sleeping in my own bed again.

Thanks again for my presents (you know who you are). Big smoochies - you rock!

Take care lovelies! Have a Blessed Christmas and a wonderful New Year!

Joshy is going to be spending Christmas and Boxing Day with his family. Lotsa times to stuff up with Mummy's best recipes and quality time with the nephew and niece.

5 Years Today

2008-12-21T07:03:00.006+08:00

'Permanent' by David Cook.

Both of us first met, today, exactly 5 years back... I still remember it almost to crystal-clear perfection. It's really shocking to realise it has been half a decade.

It was at Fort Canning. A mutual friend, T brought D (The Ex, as mentioned in prior post) along for a sightseeing picnic and photography trip. It was a picnic alright, with Coca-cola and Pringles.

A few hours later, I found myself sitting next to him at the Dhoby Ghaut Interchange while waiting for a Red Line train to send me back to Newton. Yes, he was on the same line too; in another direction. We finally started talking. Three hours later, we were still there with a few bucks burnt off our ezlink cards. (SMRT's crazy scheme of having time limits for travels!)

And we hung out the next day. He brought me to his favourite chocolate bar at the Esplanade. (closed down in 2005! Bummer!)

As fate would have it, we ended up in the same JC. Thank goodness we weren't in the same class, or else it might be pretty odd seeing each other for close to 10 hours daily.

We were already chatting on MSN (compared to ICQ back then!) or glued to phone till the wee hours of the morning.

Anyways, we were an item 2 weeks later!

In retrospect, it's pretty hilarious how teensy we were as a couple. We used to write love notes for each other and slipped them into our respective lockers on an almost daily basis. There were times when I found a balloon tied to my locker or when he found his favourite chocolates inside his locker (Okay I hacked in lah, he has this habit of using the same combination for all his locks) among other mushy things.

Not long after, things began to change. Arguments were a daily staple inclusive of the dramatic events (yes, very painful for both of us, I believe!) I figure we were both pretty emo teens back then; me being a dumb 17 year old and he was 16.

We broke up and got back together a few times. Unknowingly, we grew further and further apart. Enter: More emotional tension and a storyline worthy of a Hollywood script. With a pretty ugly climax - the final break-up was a messy one.

We didn't talk for months.

It must have been some miracle or divine intervention cos we started being friends again. Our dynamics worked even better than ever before. From boyfriends to best friends, we grew and matured together.

Throughout the past 5 years, we have each experienced umpteen ups-and-downs and I was his rock and he was my anchor. Haha I wish I could share the traumatic stories, but they are just too damn personal lah.

Argh, I have digressed so much. And this post was supposed to be a short one, within limits of like 300 words max and now I have blabbered on so much.

It's really amazing how our friendship has stood strong against the changing tides of time and distance. Especially, noting how our story unfolded.

It's comforting to know that no matter what happens, he will always be two steps behind. I know he's got my back (when he is not out saving all of humankind!) Of course, I have other fantabulous friends who will also do the same lah, but just focus on him for this post alrighty!

Oh, he is also one of the very few people who I know have zero expectations of me :) That means a lot.

What we have is small but special.

What we share is permanent.

We are permanent.

p.s. I just got a postcard from him! the picture was of Bulls... LOL

Christmas Care Package From The Ex... and Indulgence!

2008-12-17T17:27:00.009+08:00

.....after failing to wake up early in an adventure to visit the neighbourhood Starbucks for free coffee (Read Janvier's post for more info) and possibly get another tumbler. Hey, I drink (coffee) like a fish! *I got the last anniversary tumbler at the outlet!*

Yes I wish to stress on the failing. I woke up 4 hrs later. Bummer, no free coffee for me!

Anyhoooooo, just as I was about to leave the house (the grill door was already wide ajar)... the postman came with a package!!!

Whooppeee!!! A present? For me? *obviously, the season's bug has bitten me*

It's kinda huge huh?

And it's from The Ex (in Singapore)...

Short note on the aforementioned-ex: Great guy, hyper-altruistic (seriously, he's a borderline martyr) and we dated for about 4 years (dog years, that is!). The lovestory was far from a fairytale and was fukking complicated; too much drama, ~~not enough sex~~ along with some psychological damage. Okay, maybe the last part is just a half-truth.

Cutting a short story into an even briefer one, we finally decided that we would scrap the romantic part and remain platonic. And for the record, we are more successful at being close friends.

He is one of the 2 ex(s) who are still on talking terms with me and does not actually pray for me to burn in eternal inferno. That's another plus-point.

Oh, did I mention his family operates a uber-huge company in the Lion City?

We last spoke like 3-4 days ago and he didn't mention anything at all, so yeah, this came as a total surprise no doubt! His signature Christmas Care Package!

And I blame him for my affinity to bakkwa. We used to always talk about these dried grilled? slices of pork (and could be very well Singapore's best EXport to the outside world, excluding Stefanie Sun or that Tammy video thingamajig few years back). Not forgetting that we always fight about where the best bakkwa comes from? Penang or Singapore?

So in line with our neverending debate on the issue, he sent over air-tight bite-sized tidbit bakkwa. I wonder if they sell this in the Bee Cheng Hiang branches around Malaysia already?

Okay D! Singapore bakkwa is more progressive!!!

Being a total photography affecionado, he included some of his 'masterpieces' in the package too. SHOW OFF! Haha... Ahhh, how I miss the Esplanade and Kallang River! =(

Ooo, there are two t-shirts too!!! Yeah, these are like all he got me from his various travels around the globe. Whatever happened to local handicrafts? LOL not complaining, a gift is a gift is a gift.

I honestly don't have a clue what this is... a name card designed for me? LOL if only I could call him and question him down to the core, but no, this guy has to go like, skiing in Siberia for the winter holidays!

Oh yes, I have to thank him as well. Haha!

As I digress, I would like to include what has kept me sane and NOT emo, what with the over-the-top stress levels.

The reason why my drives home from KL to Penang takes 7 hours! LOL... detours to the Indulgence Restaurant and Boutique Hotel (which I can never afford).

Fudge on Fudge and The Ultimate Fudge with cream and fresh strawberries!

Fudge on Fudge, served warm... simply irresistible!

Many thanks to the Diva ~~Narcissist~~ Princess from Ipoh for the chocolate lurrve from Ipoh!

Alrighty then. Back to mugging like a crazed student...

*cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail! cannot fail!*

Happy Mid-Week everybody! =)

Sock Me Crazy!

2008-12-14T18:59:00.006+08:00

Okay, I'll admit it. I have bloggers' block. And my condition is pretty severe.

But I can't help it!!! I have nothing absofukkinglutely interesting happening in my life right now!

Unless the general public can regard the 'Anatomy of the Human Head and Neck' a great read!

Studying (and other things relevant to school) is pretty much swallowing me up like a black hole. Say goodbye to life for me. I am so totally beyond screwed in my exams =(

Probably it's just me, being horned up and all, but do the paragraphs above have an underlying perverse connotation or what?

Hmm, hey I have blogged about my ties! It seemed like fun huh? Why don't I blog about my sock collection?

Yes Houston, we have contact!

FYI other than ties (and its population in my wardrobe is still increasing), I spend waaayyyy too much on buying socks. Especially dress socks! To most people, they are simply foot-garments and protective gear. (Stinky foot, GO AWAY! NEVER COME BACK PLEASE!)

These three can pay last month's electricity bill!

To me, a good pair of comfy, snuggly and haute socks just makes it a lot easier to survive a hard day (in fact, no specific day in particular!) in the wards/on campus!

No surprise there that a fag ~~legally half-a-fashionista~~ like me must have a collection of socks to totally rock my wardrobe. (Well undies too, but that's another story for another day!)

Affirmative!

It can be still shocking for my himbo-self to receive compliments on my sock selection for the day, on occasion (What about my new Paul Smith shirt? These Banana Republic cufflinks?) It has happened frequently in the past few moons.

But I thank you all the same.

Outrageous? Ahem ahem.
(The one on the extreme right, with the heart, was a gift from The Husband. *swoons*)

H. H. Munro said: "His socks compelled one's attention without losing one's respect"

A lot of things can be said about a man, based on his dressing. His demeanour, estimation of his bank account and how much he loves himself. Shocking to see how many people totally lack some sock-sense. But each man to his own style. I shall leave the judgement to the fashion police.

Like hello! Isn't wearing leather shoes WITHOUT SOCKS a crime?

Stinky foot, GO AWAY! I beg you!

I love to shop for socks (along with everything else) and sock-shopping can be an economical therapeutic experience, when one is borderline-bankrupt and has to consume white congee for meals yet still craves for retail therapy!

I should stop before I blabber on about crazier sock-philosophy. Can't imagine anyone liking that, uhuh? Besides, I am le starving.

Ah, bloggers' block... If my symptoms progress to something of a worse prognosis (I can't imagine what!), I might actually resort to photographing every meal I have, cos boy! I eat a lot!

That's evidence of me committing the ultimate crime in Italian cooking - frying pasta in an aluminium wok!

From the look of the blogs, sounds like everybody is on their best worst behaviour as usual, or worst best (open to interpretation).

Toodles! =)

Has Dating Turned 'Retail'?

2008-12-11T23:05:00.007+08:00

It is always depressing to see the campus crowd dwindle down to a bare minimum.

Gosh, it’s like everybody in the School of Medicine has vanished to Bora-bora or Mauritius for their holidays, save for those in Year 2 and Year 3 (like me!) Even now, hardly half of my class attends the lectures anyway. I think the attendance peaked at the movie-screening

(Yes people. Watching a Hollywood blockbuster which was playing from the lecturer’s pendrive is part of our medical curriculum.)

Gah, no more junior eye-candies strutting Banana Republic jackets, Club Monaco slacks and Massimo Dutti shoes.

Reckon it to be even more saddening for Ms. Beauty Queen (who entered medical school to totally inject it with glam and fabulosity – that’s what SHE said). Who has pretty much the eagle-eye.

As we lunched over curry chee cheong fun, she let loose.

“All of us girls’ problems are related to MEN!”

“MENstruation. MENopause. Even that god-darn hyMEN!”

“Like totally,” was all I could blurt out in response, as I chewed on my packed lunch.

Little Bo Peep said, “I am sick of meeting Mr. Wrong.”

“Honey, isn’t dating so much like shopping? You look around the boutique for something that suits your taste. If you’re lucky, you manage to find something. Try it on in the changing rooms and a few fabulous twirls in the mirror…” Ms. Beauty Queen revealed the answer to the Dating for Dummies 101!

“If you don’t like it, put back on the display then!” I butted in.

Ms. Beauty Queen went on. “So very true. We shopaholics, Hallelujah for plastic!, know how sometimes we see something we like on the hangers, and upon trying, ugghhhhh right?”

“While most people assume they understand their own tastes and style, it may not be so simple at the time. A skirt I likey so very much may not bring out my uber pretty legs.”

Little Bo Peep, always seeing a silver lining in every cloud, “Hey, one woman’s poison may be another woman’s meat!”

“Meat indeed, Little Bo Peep!” I coughed.

*smacks me really hard* She continued, “Some of my galpals met their boyfriends on The Net.”

Ms. Beauty Queen: “I was never really a firm believer in online shopping.”

So has dating morphed into what-now-resembles retail? Is searching for Mr. Right an adventure similar to shopping for T-shirts?

What happens if the design you just purchased goes out-of-season?

“Next?”

In another un-related fashion emergency, like OMG, what on earth am I going to wear to the Graduation Awards Photoshoot tomorrow???

Help!!!

Oh yeah, I won ‘Himbo of the Class’ Award FYI! *beams*

Lunch With The Barbie Dolls

2008-12-09T00:24:00.003+08:00

God, save my mortal soul!

My life for the past few days have been mostly revolving around my 350+ lecture notes, mountainous textbooks that never seem to end, and my coffee [Oh I love my Davidoff coffee! I am more than an addict!]. I reckon my sleep-wake cycle has altered to that of a nocturnal being. What else can you call a guy who retires to bed at around 6-7am and rises to (what else?) continue on the crazy revisions from lunchtime (tea break time, if I am really drained).

It's like my day is coordinated to the UK timezone... GMT 0.00 hrs.

Plus, being grounded at home is detrimental to my mental health.

Okay, technically the last time I left my postal code zone was on Saturday for the Les Mills GX Instructors' Quarterly Workshop. And the last 'hangout' was Friday dinner in Bangsar (which somebody was NOT invited along to).

But it felt like effing forever and ever after already.

Imagine my joy when my girl-friends called me out for luncheon today. Yup, the same bunch of Barbie Dolls. Almost plastic, they are.

Okay, with more normal make-up palettes el finito.

What makes a wonderful meal is the quality of conversations, no? But we were getting dagger stares from the crowd at the restaurant. I swear we would have been exiled to the 21SX room, if there was one.

"All that I really need after a rough week is some quality girltime like this!" Natasha said.

I was flabbergasted, "Like hello? What am I doing here then? Are you implying something, Nat?"

She responded, "Oh no munchkin, I don't mean it like that. We need all the testosterone you have in you. If you were a full-fledged queen, we'd be fighting for the same guys. Haha."

Err, ya right.

"One of the primary reasons we love you is that you are gay!" Samantha disclosed.

Thank you for announcing my sexual orientation to the whole restaurant, Miss Jones.

Then it began.

"I have a question," said Eleanor. "Is it okay to dump a guy just because he is a bad kisser?"

Natasha thinks out loud, "That's awfully harsh of you, Elle!"

"I swear his tongue was all over my mouth. I could even feel him licking my teeth."

"He raped my face!" Eleanor said. "I am NEVER EVER seeing him again!"

"Yeah, the next thing you'd know is his tongue inside your stomach," said Samantha.

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!

"Oh well, I think my boyfriend is a pretty boring guy. He's sweet and all. So I just cook-up some excuse to pick a fight with him."

You go, Stella!

"He is so sexy when he tries to make his point."

"You mean, when he makes his woody point? Haha. Otherwise, he is just a plain block of wood huh?"

LOL!

"Seriously, what has happened to pool of guys here?" Samantha continues.

"It's like they have this sign on, 'DON'T DATE ME, I AM NO GOOD!' "

"Joshy's board says, 'DON'T DATE ME, I PREFER PENISES!" Natasha added.

This is what I get for taking time out to chill with these old friends - Public Advertisement as a homo manwhore.

Nat, "Whatever happened to the guys of our dreams?"

"Intelligent, but not a bookworm. Sensitive but still masculine. Sharp looks, well-dressed gentlemen who are not fat, old or a gnome," Eleanor, the new graduate-Actuarist, lists her strict criteria out.

"Elle, who do you think you are? Blair Waldorf?"

Obviously American teenage dramas is their new religion, especially for Samantha, the journalist.

Either ways, she carried on, "Those guys are most probably dating each other anyway."

Wait, did she just winked at the pretty hunkadory cashier? While adjusting her bra-strap? *faints*

Obviously excited, Eleanor went into her matchmaking mode.

"Hey, I may have someone Natasha might like. Mr. ABC. What about him?"

*pitch raised a few keys too high* Nat: "ABC? Are you kidding? He is somewhere between Mormon and Moron!"

Then it went down the road to this topic - SEX!

Sure, some of us have had it and some of us haven't, but the truth is, we're all thinking about it and clearly, the four of us are talking about it. There's the which-college/university-has-the-most-sluts, which always involves some person sleeping with a lecturer or staff. Guess what? Even in med school, it happens. LOL

Then, there's the who-would-you-do-it-with-if-you-could-do-it-with-anyone thingy kinda quiz, which almost always is a celebrity like Robert Pattinson these days.

Needless to say, we couldn't stop talking about sex. Well, the 3 horned-up Barbie Dolls couldn't. I mostly just observed. ~~Cross my heart and hope to die!~~

And now that I've spilled my guts, I herewith give you permission to spill yours. Don't be shy. After all, it's anonymous right? Unless you don't want it to be. ;P

Have a kick-ass week and try to not lose or break anything that I wouldn't like lost or broken. Wink wink!