Mmm mmm...

A day initially planned to go birthday-gift shopping (for a girl friend's glorious 21st birthday) ended up being a day of Ikea-food splurging and...

CUPCAKES!!!

After miles of hunting for a perfect present to leave a lasting impression (and satisfy a longing sweet tooth), I stumbled upon cuppacakes by +wondermilk! Go visit their site and you will fall in love (drop-dead) with their OMGawd-SO-PRETTY!!! works of art, which will end up in your tummy somehow!


They are almost, too good, to eat! ;P

As of 1.00 p.m. 30th January, they are fully booked till 16th February!!!

So, we got a pretty rosey garden themed box for the Girl-Who-is-Turning-Legal-Tomorrow!


Cos she farking doesn't want politely declined alcohol.

Since we were already in the area, the hubby and I went to the Curve to err... jalan-jalan, cari makan? and ended up in the Ikea Restaurant for lunchie.

Walking down the aisle between the payment counters and the snacks place ... is a distinctive olfactory stimulating experience:

The smell of new furniture and other household appliances + The aroma of fresh currypuffs and hotdogs!!!!~!!!@!!@!!!


Anyways, I terjumpa the cupcake chic place... so decided to pop in for a peek then the people there tried to stuff me with shortbread and err... encouraging me to join the store's facebook group for exclusive discounts!

WTFDOT.



So this is what I we bought.


Dono what the names were.

Got one CNY special with lychee, apple, 24 karat (which is a carrot cake! *COUGHS*), some apple thingy, envy (green tea...) and the red velvet.

Tasted fine. Didn't hate it. Don't love it either. Passable.

Appearances - Not flattering. The names however, are a tad too imaginative.

Anyways, I googled and found their site... And I quote and unkuote:

"When we started Cupcake Chic in early 2007, we decided we would bury the rampant "dumb blonde" cupcakes (which looked pretty but lacked quality) that had started to flood urban Kuala Lumpur and bring back THE cupcake to its original heyday."

DUMB BLONDE???

WTFDOT.

Is that why the cupcakes from YOU are so ... unglam?

'Nuff said.


Today was not a productive day from the perspective of my upcoming Finals though.


P.S. Back to studying Drugs Affecting Gastrointestinal Motility.


Hmm. How appropriate.

Terror!

I am TERRIFIED of MARTHA STEWART!!!

She strikes fear in me.

Her demeanour. Her composure. Her lisp.


I think maybe she resembles a terrorist-like relative who terrorised my childhood with her beyond-imaginable hopes of 'everyone in the family must be prim and proper and cultured'.

TERROR.

P.S. But I am glued to the sofa everytime The Martha Stewart Show comes on TV, no matter how hard I terribly resist.

She is EVIL!!!

...

Ah! Lazy Sin-day

Yeah I woke up just right before lunch with ws.

SMS rang as I entered the elevator on the way down.

"Hurry up. Hungry d."

Yes, I am coming la dude...

*fumbling with the silly maroon paperbag containing two sinful cupcakes and a DVD containing half a season of Gossip Girl*

So we headed over to MACAU CHAN KONG KEI DUCK RICE RESTAURANT... in Sri Petaling...

MAKANNNNN!!!! As we indulged on sinful Roasted Black Pepper Duck and Roast Pork and do the usual catching up bits that friends do. Yes, no bitching this time.

-SORRY NO PICTURES OF THE FOOD-

So I went home on the notion I wanted to catch up on my studying schedule - I AM 4 DAYS BEHIND ALREADY LA... save me OMG! I read like 2 lectures and fell to sleep [Such a Sloth!]

Woke up right before dinner. 5 gila people drove all the way from Bukit Jalil to Bukit Bintang for...

THE MAGNIFICENT FISH AND CHIPS

Read about this place from some food blog la. And OMG I have been craving for it for the whole past 2 weeks.

CAN DIE MAN.

And it's worth every word of the hype it has received.


The first impression I got was... This is SOOOOO FINNEGAN'S the Irish bar. Yeah... mini Ireland-England-Scotland reinvented or something.

*WHAT'S a BATTERED SAUSAGE???" sounds painful!

Then as we were seated, the waitress (Pinoy or Siamese, I dono!) said, "You can have a look at the menu...THERE!!!" *points at the blackboard*

I was like, "So smart. When they change the menu, no need reprint. Just rub off and WRITE AGAIN!"

Yes, I have seen this elsewhere before. What? You think I am from that town called Malang?

The place is called THE MAGNIFICENT FISH & CHIPS anyway...

I had the Barramundi. While the friends had well, barramundi, dory and steak n kidney pie.

Choices available are dory, barramundi, salmon, cod, trout etc etc...


DAMN GOOD CHIPS AND BATTER LA!!! Definitely best fish 'n chips in the valley.

You have your right to your own opinion and this is MINE!

But memang pricey la.

With my side order of mushy peas and Malibu Pineapple - RM51 inclusive of tax.


In short, I am not a flogger <- OMG THAT SOUNDS SO WRONG ON SO MANY LEVELS!
So in my own style... I RECOMMEND THIS PLACE IF YOU:

1. LOVE EATING SEAFOOD (esp. FISH) just like me... OR
2. Like looking at Caucasians while eating OR
3. Enjoy super authentic British style of dining.

Now... if only it was easier to find parking.

This place if next to Baan26, on Changkat Bukit Bintang... I bet most of you know this place huh? Hehe... right opposite Frangipani...

Speaking of which...

S: Eh you want us to leave you at Frangipani? YOURRRRR kinda PLACE Whaaattt!
Me: I never been inside also la.
S: But YOU GAY!!!

So I gave her the ever glamourous Kimora Lee Simmons WTF-look.

But all is well. She is not such a bimbo lah. She was a bit mabuk. We later headed home... to continue studying!


After a long-kinda-unproductive-yet-sinful day [Yeah, I committed like 5 deadly sins, minus Lust cos the BF is not here and I am very well behaved and ... Envy cos I was exuding Fabulosity today] I took a snap outta random of myself...

Evidently, MORE Olympic Lift is needed! Grr <-Wrath this is.

Look Who's Watching

What’s the difference between gossip and scandals?

So glad you asked. KLL Forever!

Anyone can commit a minor indiscretion and generate a day’s worth of fuzz. But in order for gossip to birth a true scandal, it requires the right person to be in the wrong place.

My life is soooo drama lah. Aiyoyo… like Gossip Girl like that only…

I was awoken abruptly this morning to the meowing of a cat; with a text message on my celly from Nic, an old friend.

Nic: Hey you were at D’lish Midvalley at 9.05 p.m. last night right? With some cute twink. Scandalous.

Me: Err where got? [still groggy from insufficient sleep]

Nic: Don’t bluff.

Me: *I was tapau-ing 50% OFF stuff with Tim after dinner*
Oh sorry. I meant, where got cute? [Haha… Don’t kill me, Timmy boi]

Nic: Aren’t twinks just your type?

Me: KNNCCBSK! If you saw me, why you didn’t say Hie? Anyways, aren’t you back in Penang?

Nic: I was not there la.

Me: Then how you know I was there ah?

Nic: You were spotted. By someone.

Me: Who? I have a stalker?

Nic: That’s a secret I’ll never tell.

Me: You B*tch! WTV okay!

But deep down inside, I was like… WHAAAATTT? Am I turning into Serena van der Woodsen here? OMGawd…

So later in the day, after gym… [in fact just a few hours prior to me blogging]

I got a call from W (cos her name sounds, well, organ-related).

W: Eh you back to instructing? I heard you were hot on stage today. Faking macho huh, you whore!

Me: WHAAAATTTT? *ten octaves too high* [and I noticed I was still in the locker room and some of the guys were looking at me one kind. *cough cough*]

W: One of my amazing spies caught you in action. If you didn’t want people to find out, like, if that’s ever possible!, you could at least go incognito (like 7 a.m. class). This is KL, not some small town in the middle of nowhere.

On the downside, they though you were a noobie.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

*Ladies and gentlemen, there you have it. W, another diver… She can laugh for a minute or even longer, in a single breath. Like I wanna tell her, go do SCUBA or something.*

Me: What laaah...

W: Get your act together dude. You know you're nobody until you're talked about. People are watching.

Like WOE is happening. [WOE = what on earth!] It has intensified. I have received some other updates about what I did for the past week. I shall spare you the details.

I may be a lot of things but scandalous I am not. Oh, what’s a boy to do?

And this is what Jim had to say to console me when I expressed my shock at the turn of events:

The rules are different for your kind in this world. People expect YOU to party, be wild, sleep with whoever you want to, run away, come back and mess up over and over again.

And when you got hitched to that ‘ever ever after’ BF of yours, YOU became B.O.R.I.N.G.

Can’t blame them for wanting MORE, can we?

Oh rightttt.... Hummph! No thanks for the love across the South China Sea, J.

David: “Remember, remember what happened down under! In Singapore.”

Mei: “Don’t we all? We will wait to see more unfolding in this saucy story” *nudge nudge*

Thanks D and M. Oh gawd. Pleaseeeee….

For the record, my friends are obviously not offering good advice.

Dear Person/People, [way too sensitive about my doings and whereabout]

I am honoured? But why me? Me no have me own gopher squad also. Find someone else okay, hun? Mucho love*

‘Cos true friends stab you in the front.

P.S. Now you know why I don’t like going out that much.

P.S.S. I hope this isn’t real. And I shall brush this off as me being oversensitive.

And well, I don't want to spoil it for you. You'll just have to wait and see for yourself. But trust me, it's going to be good.

Can't buy me love.

You know you love me.

xoxo joshy

Open Your Heart

Open Your Heart - Lavender Diamond

Yup... this is what I have been listening to on my running sessions this week. Haha kinda funny watching the video... as I do run around my 'neighbourhood', so to speak.

It keeps me jogging at quite a jolly rhythm, steadily.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh... Oh oh oh oh oh oh...
Oh oh oh oh oh oh... Oh oh oh oh oh oh...
Open your heart...
Tear it apart (?)


Where do you love running to, people?

Well, I love the treadmill (with MTV on!) or running home, from the park. Home...


Hope everyone's having a fantabulous week... Toodles!

It's You

I wake up every morning
And find you by my side
There's no one else in this world,
Who can touch a heart like mine.

Sometimes I cry when I am lonely
When it just seems oh so real
But there's one thing that I can't deny
It's your love that's in my life

Suddenly it's over
All the cries inside my heart
Life just turns so beautiful
I'm assuming it's by your grace

I just can't describe
All I am feeling deep inside
So much more than I say
When we're touching, it feels so right.

I may not sing as well as Zac or Jay
I may not be the cutest guy
I may not look like Takeshi Kaneshiro
But I know one thing.

It's you
Who made me stronger
I need you more than ever
You're the reason I am writing this tune

It's you who create the wonders
And end all my days of struggles
It's your love
that surrounds my whole world

It's you.


P.S. Smellie my honey, come back to me soooOoOOoN oK?

Signspotted AGAIN~!

Err I am NOT sooo Sure I want to...

"Ha Ha Cemetery"??? What a 'positive' outlook on life huh? Or rather, the end of it.

Really.

Why? What if I do? Would they chop me up and cook a juicy stew?

She... WHAAAAAAAAT?

Here's the Deal

[The following article might offend but it's not LICGAS! I just need to vent this all out...]

*LICGAS = Like I Could Give A Sh*t
*WTF = What The Fark

You and I.

We are not friends. Was never, will never.

So leave me alone, will ya? Goodness, with your absurd superiority coolness complex (which I wonder where art from...), just baffles me. Please-lah, look at your own reflection first in the [insert some weird fetish element!] okay? Please, for the sake of the community!!!

WTF. With the amount of bullshite you can purge out in a single breath, you could fare better, seriously, like be a diver or something.

You have issues.

You and your type. Your gang of friends. Sad sad people. Crows that flocked to each other, in awe of the swans, and miraculously imagined themselves to be better than the swans. To be leaders of the pack.

Dream on, wankers! [For the lack of a better word...] You are with each other, by magnetism of NOT anything good thing, but simply because you are outcasts. [Yeah, Darwin's theory here...]

You belong in www.LAMECITY.com.AU (AU = Another Universe!) I think you ppl have some SOCIO-DYSMORPHIC PSYCHOGENIC PSITACCI-BRAIN DISORDER or something to that extent lah.

You know what people say of you wannabes? WARNING: BIOHAZARD!


Gawd, inside and out, you are foogleeeeee.

Don't get me wrong here. I am not judging you. I am merely EXCLUDING you and your kind, from my dimension of existence okay?

I know that I am not perfect. I have made many many many many many many many many many many mistakes and misjudgements, I admit. I have flaws. But to the very minimum, never do/did I bitch/slander people I don't know at all.

But damn, my reputation is more nasty colourful than a rainbow, huh?

I'd love to think I am one lucky bugger.

I have a great family, a wonderful BF The Amazing, beyond-the-definition-of-BESTEST friends who accept me for my idiosyncrasies and crankiness, a fairly good physical appearance *cough cough* and lotsa materialistic happiness to boot. Ahem ahem!

Here is where we draw the line.

_______________________________________________________

Buzz off! Don't bug me anymore. Don't even try to talk to me. Or I think I will have to defend myself, by doing inexplicable things.

You and etc need help.

Lastly, KNNCCBSK! (KANINEH CHAO CHEEBYE SNEH KOR!) or if you insist on English, GFYB (Go Fark Yourself, Biatch!)

Just do everyone a big favour, and stay outta my lyf oK? lyk, TQ!~!!!

When and if you ever do have descendants, I hope they have 5-alpha reductase deficiency!!!

So Cute!!!

23

Signspotting!!!

I doubt I wanna try that kinda burger. What about you?

Err... Anger? Frustration? Explosion? Please tell me what this means?

Err... now you can get a discount on your last purchase on this realm, even!
Call 1800-DISCOUNTED-FUNERALS!!!

We have recently discovered that in some cases, ugliness is genetic.

LOL

I am...

Going to Melaka... Wheeeeee!!!

Books! Books! Lovely Lovely Books!

This post may have arrived way late beyond its ETA.

But yeah, since I am practically on holidays now so WTV la.

WTV = whatever

Note: EXTREMELY AFFECTED BY THE FESTIVE MOOD.

But truthfully, this is my study break and whatever short time I have left to buck up in view of my MEGA-SCARY-HUMONGOUS-EXAMS -OF-UNIVERSAL-IMPORTANCE!!!

Which is arriving on the 5^th day of the Chinese New Year. Talk about getting a big angpow!!!

As a matter of fact, I don’t want to get a grade deserving of a red ink by any means.

And ahem, to think that I have had it bad enough. There’s more.

The following dictates my duties on the public holidays:

Christmas Eve and The Day itself: Internal Medicine attachment in Penang
(and the whole week thru, mind you!)

New Year’s Day: General and Family Medicine posting at a government hospital in a district, which does NOT HAVE BROADBAND COVERAGE!
(well, at least they have 80 sen per scoop ice-cream)

I digress, again.

Well, as you may have read on Ah Bong’s blog (too lazy to link html-ly), there was this Penguin Book Fair last month, which apparently only happens once every 5 years or so. It was at some factory zone/lot/place near Menara Axis. Hence, being the book-whore that I am, I paid the fair a lil visit of course.

(Yes, my landmarks are mostly gym buildings or malls. I am only able to recognise of such nature. I am a fag. Sue me!)

44 books!

Anyways, wanna make a shoutout to the friend who told me about it and brought me there. I don’t get the surprise element you wanted to pull off that day though. People, this guy is the official Google Earth – Klang Valley on legs.

O.M.F.G. *signature jawdrop* Yup, it happened to me, like I was on tetany when I grabbed a book and saw the price tag saying ‘RM10’

Dirt cheap, yes! Fabulously.

But the very first book I encountered was The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai, Booker Prize winner 2006. Which I paid RM49.90 for, at Borders, 3 months prior.

WTF. (Acronym for what the f**k!)

My personal version has a little small dot on top of the 'F'. Recall your maths. You will get what I mean.

In short, I went book-crazy and grabbed like a dozen books and it was a rush, alright. We got there at 5.00 p.m. and it was bound to close an hour later. I definitely got some new reprints of some classics, leaped at the chance, literally.

There was no way I could finish getting new stuffs for my ever-expanding classy *cough cough* literary collection in time.

So I went back the next day. And the day after.

Total number of books acquired = 44

Total DAMAGE to bank account = RM 569

An average price of RM12.9318 for each book. Good buy no?

Anyways, to summarise things. Here is the purchased list.

RM22 for a hardcover novel!!!

1. Anansi Boys – Neil Gaiman

2. Neverwhere – Neil Gaiman

3. Fragile Things – Neil Gaiman [Bought this as the first copy I had, had book-pneumonia on a sampan ride in Redang]

4. Panic (signed copy) – Jeff Abbott

5. Saving Fish from Drowning – Amy Tan

6. The Jane Austen Book Club – Karen Joy Fowler

7. Lion Boy – Zizou Corder

8. Trouble - Jesse Kellerman

9. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

10. A Walk to Remember - Nicholas Sparks

11. The Sonnets and A Lover’s Complaint – William Shakespeare

12. Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte

13. Everything is Illuminated – Jonathan Safran Foer [Elijah Wood on the cover!!!]

14. Single Professional Man – John Womersley

15. Odd One Out – Lissa Evans

16. The Undercover Economist – Tim Harford

17. Wicked – Gregory Maguire [Gay! Gay! Gay! married author]

18. Never the Bride – Paul Magrs [Younger Gay! Gay! Gay! author]

19. Hospital – Toby Litt

On the backcover:-
LOSING WEIGHT: "Keep on bearing children as long and as often as possible."
DRINKING WHISKEY: "Whiskey cures a great many ailments, infallibly by killing the patient."

20. A Book of Curious Advice: Most Unusual Manners, Morals, Medicine from Days of Yore – Ruth Pepper Summers

21. The Man who Ate Everything – Jeffrey Steingarten

22. The Diary of Adrian Mole aged 13 ¾ - Sue Townsend [LOVE THIS BOOK LONG TIME!]

23. Number Ten – Sue Townsend

24. Animal Farm - George Orwell [The BF's purchase]

25. Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibson [The BF's purchase]

26. Will the Boat Sink the Water?: The Life of China’s Peasants – Chen Guidi and Wu Chuntao [BANNED IN CHINA!]

27. The New Life – Orhan Pamuk

28. The Art of War – Sun Tzu [Who knows? Maybe someday we will go to war?]

29. Don’t Eat This Book – Morgan Spurlock [Another book to spur me to lose me flabs!]

30. Desperate Housewives: Behind Closed Doors – Marc Cherry?

[OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! I have always always always wanted to buy this super cool coffee table book! A memorabilia from Season 1. Always too broke for the ₤12.99 price tag! BUT NOW I HAVE IT!!! Wheee! *gleeful sinister laughter*]

31. The Complete Polysyllabic Spree - Nick Hornby

32. The Anatomy of Hope – Dr Jerome Groopman [Medicine-related book, ‘nuff said!]

33. The Merlion and The Hibiscus: Contemporary Short Stories from Singapore and Malaysia

34. Best Man – Matt Dunn [Err what's the male versh of chick lit? Dick lit? Someone enlighten me please!]

35. The Ex-Boyfriend’s Handbook – Matt Dunn

36. 4 Blondes – Candace Bushnell

37. Notes from a Turkish Whorehouse – Philip O’Ceallaigh [Fancy cover plus some donno-what book prize winner la!]

38. The Magpie Bridge – Liu Hong

39. Jennifer Government – Max Barry [The BF MADE me buy it!!!]

40. A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian – Marina Lewycka [THIS LADY IS SOOOO FUNNY!]

41. Curse of the Mega-boobed Bimbos – Grace Dent [Haha... I wanna write the Mega-endowed Himbo version!]

42. Traditional Chinese Medicine for Women – Xiaolan Zhao [For Mummy Dearest, I Swear!]

Note the size difference, but only RM3 difference in price?

43. Never Let Me Go - Kazuo Ishiguro (Large Print)

44. Never Let Me Go – Kazuo Ishiguro (Budget Print) - For the Ex Down South punya birthday!

This adds up the number of books I have bought but YET to read to a grand sum of 61!!!

*gasp!*

Because I Can Can Can!

I am going to wear happy whacky colours.

ALL WEEKEND LONG!

Tongue Tied

Bright cold silver moon
Tonight alone in my room
You were here just yesterday
Slight turn of the head
Eyes down when you said
I guess I need my life to change
Seems like something's just aren't the same
What could I say?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Because every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I'll need a little good luck to get me by

I stare up at the stars
I wonder just where you are
You feel a million miles away
I wonder just where you are.

Was it something I said?
Or something I never did?
Or was I always in the way?
Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?

I need a little more luck than a little bit
Because every time I get stuck the words won't fit
And every time that I try I get tongue tied
I'll need a little good luck to get me by

I need a little more help than a little bit
Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet
Because every time that I try I get tongue tied
I need a little good luck to get me by this time

I know it feels like the end
Don't want to be here again
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again
What it takes I don't care
We're gonna make it I swear
And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again

Revolution

How often do we lose control, lose sight of our direction? Of a central focus?

When life pushes you (however unwillingly) further and further onwards, and you feel all the adrenaline from the exhilaration and excitement. The magic of simply moving.

Staying put is soooooo boring, no?

But you know you are stuck in a twilight moment. The counting seconds, minutes, hours and ... years just disappear off the very edge of your orbits.

It is cold and you start to shiver. Rigor overwhelms. Those limbs you call hands, are no longer steady. Draw them close to cover your eyes. Then let your sight soar.

Stop and stare.

You know you are moving but you're going nowhere.

What is there for you in here? Instead of racing forwards, you suddenly fall into what seems like a dark, pitch black bottomless pit.



Are you afraid of the infinite?

Then you remember.

You are caught in between.

Those times when the mirror's not your friend, but you are in such need for a friend, a friend that comes from within yourself. There's absolutely nothing to do, for the mirror shows what you think others see in you...

What now? What will cushion your fall before you break your cervical spine and turn paraplegic... either that or this may be your fulminant ending if the concrete is catches you instead.



Enough with the labels.

You can change everything. Everything.
Your own revolution.


Do you see what I see?

F.Y.I.

I am feeling groggy.

LOL. Ever wondered how to get a hangover without even drinking alcohol?

Try falling unconscious on the bed, unresponsive to attempts to 'resuscitate' at 9.30 p.m. and rising at 4.30 a.m.

Oh my, my innate clock is going haywire, I know?

Anyways, I digress. (Gosh, I am developing a habit of this!)

I have not been blogging much as of late, (although I was really planning to revive the regular posting schedule as per prior), *cough cough* I am just really a failure at meeting deadlines, more so if they're self-inflicted.

Writers' block, or bloggers' block, in this case, stinks more than a block of rotten cheese.


Therefore... I am inviting YOU, my lovely, huggable, snog-worthy readers to be my Muses; to shower me with inspirations.

Each person is entitled to ONE question about ME, MYSELF, AND I...


Just leave it short, simple and sweet in the comments section, alrighty?

I will attempt to answer questions in the 'most interesting way' on the blog, provided it does not divulge too much of my personal life, or a trap to make me say something controversial that will see me locked up in 'the local neighbourhood gaol', for longer than forever....

That being said... HAPPY GREAT MALAYSIAN SALE QUARTER 4 2007!!!

Dots. The follow-up to this post (being the answers to the questions asked) will be up within the week... =P

No Air

If I should die before I wake
It's cause you took my breath away
Oh! Losing you is like living in a world with no air

I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave
My heart won't move it's incomplete
If there was a way that I could make you understand

But how do you expect me to live alone with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe.

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there
It's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gon breathe without me?
If you ain't here I just can't breathe
It's no air, no air

I walk, I ran, I jump, I flew
Right off the ground to float to you
WIth no gravity to hold me down forreal

But somehow I'm still alive inside
You took my breathe but I survived
I don't how but I don't even care

So how do you expect me to live alone with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe

No more.

It's no air, no air...

Learning Odd Stuff

In the integrated curriculum of my university, the Problem-Based Learning (PBL) system is considered the leading engine that drives all other modes of learning. The emphasis in PBL is not in the intrigue of diagnosis, but in the opportunities to ask questions about related aspects of biomedical sciences.

What a big bunch of bull!

LOL... PBL is basically a 'mutated' form of tutorial classes, except that without having a lecturer tutoring us... the members of the PBL group (9-11 people) share/teach each other about respective topics or 'Learning Issues' relevant to the patient case and pathology.

Well, I guess some people might say it's a way for the university to save money (while suctioning a lot of fees from us) despite its claim that this will make us 'life-long learners', extremely applicable in the field of medicine, ahem!

Fine by me. I just wanna survive the next 7 semesters (long long time it is) and graduate and get my license and then (insert future plans!) I have been quite lucky to have pretty co-operative and enthusiastic group members, whom some I have never known existed in my batch before this. I cannot say the same about all the facilitators-cum-lecturers though. Good ones, are excruciatingly, hard to come by.

Anyways, it's common ground to have to include The Package while coming up with Learning Issues together (yes, we decide what we want to discuss!). What's the package, one wonders?

The Package usually includes:

1. Anatomy of the (affected) Organs/Systems/Regions
2. Physiology of the above
3. Biochemistry (if any)
4. Pathological aspects
5. Clinical presentations
6. Principles of Treatment and Management
7. Epidemiology and Public Health Aspects
8 (the much-dreaded) Social and Preventive Medicine side... or as we call it here, Behavioural Sciences and Community Medicine

Pretty normal for medical studies right?

Guess what I have to research on (one of them anyway!) for tomorrow's meeting session?

BIOCHEMISTRY OF FLATULENCE!!!

*faints and rolls on the floor like a spring roll*

And I shall leave you, lovable readers of mine, with some worthy quotes, relevant to the issue above!

• The noises commonly associated with flatulence are caused by the vibration of the analsphincter, and not by the buttocks.

• The sound varies depending on the tightness of the sphincter muscle and velocity of the gas being propelled, as well as other factors such as water and body fat.

• Humans are also known to flatulate during sleep, largely due to the relaxed state of body muscles, which results in the average person flatulating about 10-20 times through any given night.

• Nerve endings in the rectum usually enable individuals to distinguish between flatus and feces, although loose stool can confuse the individual, occasionally resulting in accidental defecation.

• In 1998, Chester "Buck" Weimer of Pueblo, Colorado, USA received a patent for the first undergarment that contained a replaceable charcoal filter. The undergarments are air-tight and provide a pocketed escape hole in which a charcoal filter can be inserted.

• Flatulence is often blamed as a significant source of greenhouse gases owing to the erroneous belief that the methane released by livestock is in the flatus.While livestock account for around 20% of global methane emissions, 90 to 95% of that is released by exhaling or burping. This means only 1–2% of global methane emissions come from livestock flatus.

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