Today

Breakfast was longer than rounds.
Changes were over before medicine rounds even start.
We spent pm rounds at bengawan solo translating fuck into different languages.
Then we went back up to start a dopamine infusion.
And then we were done.

Yeah balls, I love my team.

"ohmygod you look malay. but except you got small eyes."

fml.

there is an old man, who sits by a dil old woman everyday.
and im thinking "damn if im ever sick, i hope my husband stays by my side like that all day"

and then i say
" hello uncle how's your wife"

uncle says
"?!, i am her son"

fuck.

day 2


unkle: can put down the railings (aka cotside)?
me: okay. but why?
unkle: so that i can close my eyes and squeeze the railing when you take my blood.

!!??

don't know whether to think he's cute or feel insulted.

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singfest was awesome.
despite terrible organisation, spoilt microphones, mother long queues, waiting waiting and more waiting, massively overpriced food ($10 for a plastic cup of beer?!), blazing "1000degree" hot weather, overcrowding on the grass with people stepping all over you/randomly sitting down beside you uninvited, annoying teeny-punk ass UWC kids (who i will grudgingly admit are rather hot)... the artistes made it all worth it. seriously.
from "who the fuck is this guy" to "ok he's damn cool", bryan is now a jason mraz convert. haha.
i fucking love jason mraz!
pussycat dolls were HAWT. they actually like put up fans or smtg in front of the stage to get their hair blowing all sexily.
one republic and panic at the disco were good too. panic was especially funny cos the mic was spoilt so there was absolutely no sound but the lead singer was like screaming his lungs out and getting all carried away. in silence. hilarious.
alicia keys was freaking awesome. i'm a convert. although her tight white pants weren't too nice,
but her voice and performance was amazing. and i now actually like her semi-new song which i originally hated. haha.
not so well known was this jamie scott guy from UK which bryan loved, and RICK ASTLEY (yeah baby c'mon) who was damn hilarious. he's this oldish guy from the 80s-90s who sang MAMBO SONGS. like the 2gether 4ever and never 2 part and never gonna give you up. people actually threw panties onto the stage at him. PANTIES!!? like did they bring a new piece or did they throw actual panties!!!! nasty.

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also, special thanks to some random friends who tried to make my birthday really special. but unfortunately i pangsehed my own surprise party. that's just the ultimate self sabotage isn't it.
extra special thanks to manny and wayne, the nicest cg mates in the world (for just that one day).
I LOVE MY PRESENT AND THE CAKE AND MY CARD AND THE BIRTHDAY SONG!!!!!! (though i haven't heard it but just the thought of it tickles me hahahaha)

THANKS GUYZ!!!!!!!!!!!!
this thanking is really just to spur you guys on to creating another surprise! ooh anticipation!
nah, just kidding lah. SIP is sucking our lifes out.

i weasled out bryan's secret surprise - we're going to singfest!
:):):):)
like womad, only better cos i'm more inclined towards commercial junk. haha

sunday's lineup includes jason mraz (i like!!), one republic, pussycat dolls (sexshayy), panic! at the disco, stacie orrico and alicia keys. and other people that i don't know so i don't really care about them.
but this is awesome enough for me! :) like, JASON MRAZ!!!!! the geek in the pink!!


!!!!!!

now this is the perfect cure for pms.

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one day, a found a cd among my junk.
and inside the cd was -




JC days!
feels like a damn long time ago.
now i'm feeling all old wrinkly and saggy.
plus its damn weird looking at me with black hair.

anyway i'm so glad i found all these photos cos i thought i'd lost them all with my first com crash (i have had about 2 more com crashes after that and lost more photos).

so double cure for pms! :)

ward rounds, copy file, case presentation, copy file, PT/OT session, copy file, no jag to go back to school in, damn long talk about SIP till 645pm = fucking sian.

but NEH MIND, cos a shiny brand rubber stamp and this made it all ok:




waiter: you're not allowed to take photo of the food!
me: !? ok then can take humans? take for us.
waiter: ok then i will focus the camera on the food.
us: wtf!?


but anyway, fun!

sucks to be back

its been more than a week, and im still having withdrawals.

i did miss people back home. but i was never one bit homesick and never ever missed singapore food.
seriously, whats there to miss when yu've got shake shack burgers dripping with shack sauce and fried portobellos oozing with melted muenster cheese paired with root beer floats. fluffy yet brown blueberry pancakes with that special clinton st maple syrup that costs $1.50 more to top up as gum learned the hard way. chili cheese dogs with papaya juice. endless choices of cheap and good mexican food instead of just taco bell/cafe iguana/margarita's back here. oh the list is endless.
ok so i did enjoy my bachormee, oh luat, bbq chicken wings, sambal stingray and satay so far. but i am in severe need of pinkberry with rice cake yoghurt chips and blueberries and some jamba juice. for serious.

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i miss the sugarcoated happyness of themeparks, yelling idiotically on coasters for that fake adrenaline rush, walking the skin off my soles, lazing on the beach, floating in the sea, burning my skin till i get new moles, shopping at outlets like there's no tomorrow, spamming timeout for good food to eat, pretending to be one of the purpose driven in new york, sunsets at 830pm,

argh. its just killing me.

oh, and not to forget studly harrison.

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doesnt help to start off with the ultimate in boring - geriatrics.
ok so some aunties and uncles are kinda cute in their wrinkly prune way, but there's only so much of incontinence odours, shitpelleted wards and hokkien i can take.
plus we start off with chiongster monstarr ultimate pwnage tutor.
" its not her problem, its yours"
wahhhh okay. some niceness on day1.

and though i suppress the nagging at the back of my head thats its goddamn m5, all those chiong shits around me bring it all back. but manny and me just wanto sleeeeep. i dont know what to blame my need for sleep on anymore but just pure lazyness. sigh.

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sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian.

please just bring me back to 1st of may and i'd do it all again.