The Only Exception

You are the only exception

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

He asked me again...

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

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

*GASP!*

OMFGGG!!!

A Teenage Dream?

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 :)

:)

rainy days oh rainy days

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

*mega-frowns*

ok, moving on now...

It Comes Naturally ;)

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

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...

Awww.... *smiley face*

i think it's time

or almost... very close to...

ending this blog! :(

Lie Lie Lie

Quote of the Week

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

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*

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

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!

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

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!

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!

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...

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.