what do yu do when yu've got diabetes and chronic foot ulcers that put yu in and out of hospital so many times yu cant even make it to the outpatient appointments let alone check out babes along the streets like a wayne?

the power of desperation.

med student: ok byebye i going for tutorial
mr c: eh wait, how will i contact yu
med student: contact me for what
mr c: gimme yur number la
med student: wth, no. what for, don't want la.
mr c: make friends la..
med student: no, i have a boyfriend.
mr c: don't bluff, yu where got boyfriend.
med student: -_-" wth. i have la.
mr c: ok, then wad abt the short pale girl beside yu just now.
med student: she has a boyfriend.
mr c: ok, then wad abt the shorter pale girl beside her just now.
med student: she has a boyfriend too.
(sensing that this is gonna go on for awhile with the girls getting shorter and paler)
med student: aiya, all the girls yu saw have a boyfriend la. byebye.

anonymity has been preserved. so no one can fucking sue me! haha

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i am getting increasingly sad that times up soon at cgh.
daily hitching a hike. yes i am a bitch to make wayne pick me, but what to do when cgh is too far to walk, but too near(1 bus stop) to spend 90 cents on? (90 cents cuz i never top up ez link so when pay cash is 90cent, not 65cent)
15 minute ward rounds with most time spent following up in ward 0. i think wound inspection trumps palpation for abdomen is soft, non tender.
daily breakfast, with settler's after.
good lunch sometimes at places like popeyes and manny's uber dumb bryani [ i am purposely spelling it wrong so it looks like dumb bryan :) ]
early day and lift home for grey's/sleep/tv
niiiice!

and i am completely dreading sgh cos of the epitome of evil manny and me experienced during csfc.
i'm sensing lots of maxwell curry rice, TC4, maybe some margio gokart (i really wanna play that!) and home for sleep.

anyways, for a quick update on life since i have not been blogging
wayne has the galloping consumption
manny and me spread him the TB from our mantoux test
and i am addicted to settler's of catan.
damnit! i must win one fucking game before leaving cgh

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and finally, to sum up 3 weeks of ortho in the words of a wise hsien pa:

"all you need is a little bit of strength, and half the intelligence of a bull"

hsien pa is the new osler. some quotable quotes!

$237 poorer

at a secret salon:

before - monster hair

during



after!


this photo is actually damn fugly, cuz i rushed back from peeing after holding for 3 hours, and i look like shit.
but oh well, focus is on the hair!


yami yoghurt after

niiiice.

random pellets of shit.

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today, i woke up at 730. at 740, a little moron called me. at 750, i was at cgh.
i absolutely fucking love cgh.

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did yu know that sawed bone smells different from burnt flesh char siew style?

strangely, manny gets hungry smelling burnt flesh and sawed bone in the ot.
thank god i'm mostly made of fat, or manny will have alr eaten me 0_0

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today, team ortho dint teach me shit.
but i got a lesson on the food chain.

in to OT changing room, looking at the caps-
random nurse : see this blue one, its for the doctor
manny and me : oh, ok
random nurse : see this green one, its for the nurse
manny and me : oh, ok
random nurse : see this white one ( look like flimsy shower cap one), its for yu
me : talk about being scum :(

and later in the OT, some random silent brooding doctor was trying to wear his sterile gown. so i thought i would be nice and go help tie the ribbons, even though i have completely forgotten how to do it. but wayne kept prodding me to go help and be useful. so i ran up, and he fucking rejected me in favour of the OT technician!!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMG
seriously, talk about being scum.
i pay $18000/year to be scum. wtfwtfwtfwtfwtf.

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From: wayne

Experience Mahjong madness @ ministry of wayne 6th april. Doors open at 5pm. One for one drinks till midnight. Bring a babe and get in for free. Carol is onz.

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doors open at 5pm, but go earlier than 6 and yu'd see wayne naked in his room changing.
the only one for one we had was canadian pizza 2-4-1.
and babe or not, his maid will let yu in la.

anw, that made a really good friday.
with koekoe the meowf, dj tetanus and zzong
mahjong was the main focus, but its the quotable quotes that made the night.

as the night goes on and zzong gets damn seh, he goes abit nutz.

zhong : eh cat eat bird! [enthusiastically pointing at the cat flower tile and the one bamboo tile (the bird) like a calvin and hobbes. he trying to get 10cents for flower bite]
all of us ignored him
zhong : eh!! cat eat bird!!
all of us : -_- wtf?? then, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!!

wayne : zomg.
zhong: eh, can yu say it without the z?!? yu are zo irritating la!

towards end of game when everyone is calling alr.
zhong : eh, FRESH!
at the same moment liana : eh from now on must bao fresh alr leh..
wayne : GAME!
koe and me : omg... yu know its fresh then why the hell yu go and put down.......

wayne when he wants to gang : pong gang!
wayne when he wants to gang but under pressure cos zhongyang taking tile alr : PANG PANG PING PANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
note: there is not a single gang in his screaming.

me : wayne yap, yu are the most irritating person that i do not hate!
zhong : but is he more irritating than the least irritating person that you hate?
me : wtf?
zhong : is the least irritating person that you hate more irritating than the most irritating person that you don't hate?
me : wtf? there are too many irritatings!!!
zhong : out of all the people that yu hate, think of the least irritating person among them. then is wayne more irritating?
me : huh. but i hate too many people.. and they are all irritating..

me (after destroying wayne's tile tower) : am i the most irritating person that yu hate?
wayne : yu are... EH? FUCK! FUCK!
us : HAHAHAHAHHA
wayne : shit, that was a good one. cos if i say i dont hate yu, yu win. if i say yu are not the most irritating person then yu also win. so yu win either way.
zhong : yup. so its a damned if yu do, damned if yu don't situation.

koe : (humming birthday song)
[i dunno why the hell she humming birthday song also]
zhong : who's getting married
koe and me : wtf??? its a birthday song la!
wayne : EH! i thought it was a wedding song too!!!

not forgetting the 18luohans and wayne's wonderful za hu.

anyways, great fun on a good friday!
hope we do it again soon.
but wayne needs to speed it up. freaking matrix slo mo whenever its his turn. haha ok now he's gonna kb me for kb-ing him. i hope he doesn't read my blog.
and koe needs to stop owning all our money!!!

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rewind... -- thursday

goh lee gan (on KFPs) : if the question says cross 3, its ok if yu cross 2 if yu don't know howto do. but if yu cross 4, then yu get a ZERO. cos yu don't understand english!!

after the damned family med test, we wento shoot em up. :)
as wayne would say, TCU TC4.
after completing TC2, we tried TC3. but it sucks. cos the machines all cui - gun cui and the screen damn small. so TC4 it is.. and omg its bloody mudda f fun! damn bloody shiok. some brand new addiction. but this time round its more expensive. $2 per game :( getting owned by the multi-screen challenge :(

zhong the beng and gummy the foo(l) ddr-ed. zhong is truly a beng, and gummy is truly a .... hahaha kidding! gummy the brave first timer attracted spectators like mr bean dancing in the french market cuz of her screaming and stomping. heehee. she is probably gonna revenge and describe my moronic ducking while playing TC4, so i better mention it myself first haha. but its not my fault la, TC4 too realistic la.. hahaha. unfortunately, despite really ducking in the game and also in real life, i still got killed pretty fast :( nasty.
manny danced too, after cutely practising on the floor first. heehee.

before that, we had korean food while discussing shit wiping/smearing/dabbing techniques.
and after that, we took pictures with a tuktuk outside a thai restaurant and a police car with prisoner pete.
don't we just act so much like 21 year olds? :)
some regression to childhood.

playground

tuktuk

ANTM

(pictures stolen from meowf the koe)
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today... is a fucked up shitty day. which is obvious since i'm freaking blogging like a loser on a saturday night.
my relationship is a fucking bipolar disorder. rapid cycling, mania, depression. whatever.

here's some forrest gump logic of mine:

life is like a pithole of shit that yu try to climb out of. and sometimes yu succeed, climbing till yu see some sunlight. those are the happy times. but then suddenly the shit yu're grasping to climb out of the shithole gives way, and then PLOOP yu fall into the shit again, and deeper this time. cos of gravity and force and all that physics nonsense. the higher yu are, the more yu fall, and the deeper yu land.
so should we just be content staying in the shithole instead of trying to get out? cos if yu try but yu fall, yu end up worse than before.

HAHAHA WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING. i do not make sense at all. my own philosophy is fucking completely confounding me!
fuck it! i'm done here.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)

thanks guyz for the uber fun party


cafe iguana.
with the traditional idiotic hats that accompany my birthday



gummy painstakingly made me a nice card.



these cg mate bitches tricked me into walking all over clarke quay cos manny wanted to buy mints. wtf! i actually fell for that.

we got a bit mad even before drinks.


but wayne and randal decided to make things more mad. so they bought me 3 shots


unfortunately i was still sane..

so they got me some secret concoction that isnt even in the menu.



awhile after that, i wasn't very sane anymore.

uber fun birthday though
let the pictures show yu :)











more shots, cuz 1 for 1
check out isaac's big mouth - fucking scary. its actually why i'm posting this pic. haha



happy birthday to me again!

and happy april fools'
:) haha

GDFM

i will never understand why the fuck a posting like family med requires 4 fucking write ups. that's 1 per week. and if that's not uber enough, yu are a freak. how many variants of ideas concerns and expectations can there be. and how many times must i type diet modification mutual shared understanding exercise smoking cessation holistic approach. BALLS LA. don't ever get Hep B or yu'll be condemned to a life of this shit!!!!!!!

anw i am done with the fucking 3rd write up. one more week of this shit and I'M OUT!

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today, geriatric wannabe wayne flirted with the s11 auntie despite pretending like shit that he was terrified she would rape him. he almost sold his soul and balls for a kopi peng. that slut. haha

cough phlegm

every morning i sleep thru an NE trip from tampines-bedok reservoir-eunos-paya lebar-serangoon-angmokio. that's from one frickin interchange to the other balls! but damn good nap la. that is, as long as i get a good seat that ensures im safe from molesters. i slept and woke up 3xtimes and still hadn't reach yet lor. fuckin 1h6min bus ride.

anw, if yu think family med is slack - yu're wrong. ok la, no need to study till a few days before test. but the days are damn long la. bloody 830-5!?
if its damn bloody interesting till yu self impose crazy long hours like emed to see sliced up boys then that's acceptable. but this is like a see one, see all kinda thing. metabolic syndrome, URTI, dizziness (such a favourite really), somatization young males. aiya.. how different can it get. look around my neighbourhood can alr la.
and it may seem weird, but i am damn tired everyday. i think its cuz the need to look interested even though the clinic is mudda fuck boring is extremely exhausting.
anw, i think the lab queue is really a med students blood sucking dream. what better place to practice blood taking than an uber long queue of patients waiting to tew huit. they would be so grateful to end the wait they wont even scold if yu poke damn pain lor! at least i like to think that lar. :) but no i never go take their blood lar. too busy being bored.

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if there is one thing i learnt this posting, its that wayne shd do geriatrics.
cuz he is turning out to be quite the auntie killer. he appeased a kb auntie with a cutesy smile and he captivated the s11 drinks auntie who non-stop flirted with him, starting with his $50 change for the drinks. im quite happy abt that, cos it means when we eat at s11, no need queue for drinks alr!!! :):):):):):):):):)

nihilistic no more.

i am finally done with my emo-angst.
lovesick happiness is back. ok la, i'm not so disgusting. i'm just normal happy. won't have no mushy i love you i need you oh baby oh baby here, so chill.
and i must say i'm really grateful to have so many sweetie hunny friends who really do care. so thank yu to those who asked and listened and helped. :) aren't yu glad that now yu won't have to deal with my whinyness anymore?

now i must create a long blogpost to shift my angsty blogpost down. and also before stupid wayne reads it out loud to me. -_- he loves reading people's angsty blog moments back to them.
so anyway, what better way to do that than with disgusting amounts of pictures.

BENG'S BIRTHDAY - dinner at waraku
celebrated 1 week late on 17 march, but still, happy birthday partner!

and little xian and xinyi - we missed yu!
its disgusting that we have shrunk to 5 people!! eh, but still can make a team! haha.



uber long queue at waraku. lucky we were smart and wento queue before beng reached.



for equal photowhoring opportunities, i must put this picture even though its essentially the same as above. i also like manny's chipmunk smile :) haha





after a damn long wait, we got a window seat overlooking clarke quay and the river and all the ugly construction around it. but it was still nice la.
unfortunately i cannot find a picture of it! hint to manny and huiyi to send me pics!

ok now for food!
we were pigs and ordered the damn worth it set meals.
each set has both rice and udon. and only 16bucks lar.

huiyi's curry beef udon and chicken/egg rice.
i stole alot of the curry :)

luohan's sukiyaki nabe :) ok this is not a set meal. and the soup is so bloody salty it causes hypertension. but its damn nice la. i burnt my tongue stealing so much soup.

manny's hot plate sukiyaki with udon and rice.
checkout manny beating the egg to put on the hot plate. the hot plate is uber small, but the stuff actually cooks!


my pork cutlet with rice and udon. the sesame covered thing is some special sauce which is damn nice.

there is no picture of beng's food cos i think she destroyed it before we took a picture.

i think my food description skills need some improvement. maybe i should consider classes from gummyfool or the celebrity prawn. or maybe not.

after eating so much, we still went for dessert!
we wanted azabu sabo but the queue was so uber long, and the scoops looked damn small. so we wento coffee club instead for 2xbirthday cakes for beng. :)


tiramisu.


muddy mud pie.
(zhuan, muddy mud pie always makes me think of yu!)



group pic on the coffee club balls, with some sexy legs from beng and huiyi :)

anyways, i probably won't blog tmr, so this is an early
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NG XINYI!!!!
all the way in san diego.
i bet yu're having shitloads of fun alr, and i bet yur birthday there is gonna be great!
i miss yu and yu kb-ing! heehee.
when yu come back, we shall have double birthday bash for yu and xiany alright?

and because i didn't blog in february cos of full-time mugger mode,
HAPPY (exactly 1 month) BELATED BIRTHDAY TO XIANY!!!!
its never too late.
and i shd know, cos i have lots of uber belated birthday celebrations, which i have yet to blog about.
but anyways, i miss yu too little xian. and have fun in beijing/beida/tibet/mongolia/shanghai/hangzhou/shuzhou/dalian
and whatever else crazy places china has if yu're going! and make sure yu're back in time for my birthday as yu said yu would! :)

ok that's some blogging overload. and now its back to my usual sunday tv marathons.

shit. tmr=angmokio polyclinic. and tmr i am group rep! nooo...

one last thing!
say this very fast:

she fill the small spoon full

and if yu can say it perfectly, please demo to either manny, wayne or me ok?

denial.

it is 6.10pm on a thursday afternoon. and wtf am i doing?

a family medicine posting case write-up. on dizziness.


fuck cofm.

it ends tonight.


i don't know why i always make life hell for myself.
and i don't know what to do now.
but maybe it isn't even my choice.


i can't explain myself at all.
i don't want to need at all.
maybe it's best you leave me alone.

when darkness turns to light,
it ends tonight.
it ends tonight.

just a little insight won't make this right,
it's too late to fight.
it ends tonight,
it ends tonight.

resistance is futile. the end is near.


i have a blister on my thumb base from all that writing.
i actually put leukoplast as a prophylactic barrier. leukoplast is a damn strong tape that i used for judo to prevent my fingers from bending the other way round and my nails from getting ripped out. but anyway, the leuokoplast actually got fucking rubbed out from all the writing. wtff!?!?!?

i got a neck sprain from 'awkward posture' for 3 fucking hours.
but thank God i have a slave to massage me after.

i have many nusty pimples, and i got pissed so i burst one and its scar looks like someone punched me in the eye. but that's ok cos i'd rather look like i got into a fight than look like the moon. i also accidentally burst one cos i was rubbing my head while squeezing my brains dry for ideas, so my cofm exam script has blood on it. haha!

i have memorised the airport soundtrack. and sometimes i will accidentally hum it like a moron. yu know the elevator/toilet music kind with the saxophones and voilins, but actually its just a frickin damn organ anyway.

i have the 'honour' of being on gummy foo's yucky list of exams things:
no of late night smses to caro: 20+++ in 3 nights
hmpf. my fellow last minute grab da buddha leg mugger pal put me on a list of yucky things. DAYM.
what a waste of sms.

but hopefully, i have removed the exposure. so i shd be well soon.

ohmygawd, i am so glad to have my life back.
fuckin exams.

valentine pop


this is how i spent my valentine's



i had to be a dutiful girlfriend. and go to the 41st advance section leader course graduation parade all the way in frickin pasir laba. its 1 stop after the discovery centre. which also means its fucking far and fucking ulu. and laba disturbingly reminds me of labia, which is some disgusting anatomical bit right?



attention!



fierce.. i thought they were gonna fire. like the ndp salute shit? but chey.... they didn't. i already covered my ears in preparation lor.. morons.


this is my brownie.. all set to save the nation. check out his act-serious-and-important face. unfortunately the mood is spoilt by the moron doing a salute in the background.
i have no idea what the stupid yellow thing is for. maybe its a sweat absorber. like the headband tennis players wear. haha whatever man.



i look damn fucking fugly in this picture.. all thanks to his skinny sister, who i think is a babe. but its the only picture we had together so no choice have to post ugly picture of myself.



bryan and his adam friend.
can yu tell that adam is malay?? cannot right.. i only realised when his name tag said 'muhd adam'.
anyways, mat attack strikes again.. cos i think adam is cute. HAHA.



some neck sprain.


wheeheewhoohoo! look at them throwing the smelly barret things macam uni graduation. haha suckers! still got 1 half year to go lor...


and then we waited fuckin long for a cab back to tampines. and sat for fucking long in the cab cos of the uber jam. and then we bathed cos the walk into and out of the damn camp is crazy hot and smellyness-inducing. and then we did the romantic bullshit that couples do on valentine's. but my batt was all gone after taking pictures of the marching smeally boys so no pictures of mushy bullshit. haha

as a substitute, a picture of us on our first valentine's day!



i think its fuck funny cos we look so awkward HAHA. awkward cos he had food in his mouth, and i felt like a moron sitting alone cos the other chair is opposite so we had to take the pic like that.
and check out the colour contrast HAHA. i better go tan.

man.. we have come a long way. its been 2 and half years with my brownie.. and i'm looking forward to many more! :) i love my bryan.


haha ok enough disgusting sappy mush.

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so anyways, happy new year!

i purposely painted my nails BLACK! but damn sian.. only 2 uncles commented on it.

i also decided to be less antisocial this year, so i was less bored. awesome right!

i ate hell alot of sugar gummies and cornflake raisin cookies. the bakwa all sucks cos not beechenghiang. i only like beechenghiang.
after eating a whole shitload of stuff, i weighed myself. still same! haha! damn happy.

anyway i am going to take pics of the destroyers tmr for my traditional post of THE DESTROYERS!!!!!!!!

here's a starter:



constipated destroyer #2


destroyer #1

they are totally evil but i love them. haha.

damn, family gatherings always make me miss my sis more.



this was in her uni campus in dec 2005. snow!


badly taken self shot but i like it!
this was down the escalator in her school library called the dude or smtg.
its fucking nice la. i mean, got ESCALATOR leh! if i got library lydat, i will be cao mugger lor.


at the bus stop outside her hall.

with an uber huge real christmas tree in the middle of chicago on christmas eve. that huge ass tree has some huge balls lar! but whatever, i love that tree la.
i miss those fun times we had on our holiday!


i miss yu little twit! come home soon!
hope yu're having a nice happy cny over there.. i'm "safe"-keeping yur angpows! ahhah. no la i pass to mom alr, so chill :) all the best for exams bugger! msn soon!

quotable quote

wayne: " eh manny, you want my sausage? "

randal *0*
manny *0*
me *0*

manny: " that sounded wrong. "

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yesterday i got a surprise call from bryan.

bryan: " how did yu get thru 3 weeks without me? got think of me anot? "
me: " of course got la... "
bryan: " i thought about yu for the past 3 days only.. cos the rest of the days too damn busy and too damn cold. no time to think about yu. "
me: "... wtf. "

where is the love?

but still, i am glad that my idiot is coming back tmr!
finally the countdown is down to just hours.

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today i went running. looks like cofm primary prevention is finally getting to me.
anw, tmdknn all the ah pek overtake me can! damn no face lar.
i am so frickin unfit that my thighs damn pain now and i think i am going to die of lactic acidosis.
damnit.

lynn: " i tried putting my ipod into the small inside pocket of my fbt shorts when i jog. but it kept bouncing around. it felt like a penis. damn irritating. "
zhong: " huh? i don't find my penis irritating leh. "

i guess that is why lynn is a girl, and zhong is a boy. and it had better remain that way.

and i am still wondering how lynn knows what a penis feels like. maybe she is like actually from thailand or smtg.... NOT! or at least i hope not.

saturated brain. saturated fat.

what better way to finish off a day reading abt fucked up diet, nutrition and the prevention of chronic diseases than a uber dinner at popeyes.

we enjoyed a variety of foods the pyramid way: 1 serving of coke, 2 servings chicken, rice and alternatives 2 servings: mash potato and buttermilk biscuit
like manny said - trim and remove visible fat, and place in mouth.

nice. :)

utter retardedness


here yu go meowf koe.

The Wild Rose Random Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLDf) shmolorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose. Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling. You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective. Your exact opposite: The Dirty Little Secret Deliberate Gentle Sex Master The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone. "You're never truly single as long as you have yourself." ALWAYS AVOID: The Bachelor CONSIDER: The Vapor Trail. Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.

wtf, the test results make me sound evil.
and i wonder if bryan is the vapor trail. sounds like fart though. but cool fart, cos my fart doesn't leave a trail.

fuck, i must be really bored to take the test. saturday nights without bryan suck. damn frickin boring la. like frickin hell, i'm studying on a saturday night?!?!? disgusting. that's only allowed when pros are REALLY near.
and the test was damn long la. i must be stupid. why did i listen to meowfkoe. oh ya, cos i was bored.
fuck sian. i'd rather do anything else but study.
fuck the adrenoceptors. cheebye.