pringle
O&G write up is the sickest bastard of them all.
freaking tedious guidelines to adhere to, like a freaking SOP of writeups. ugh.
i'm finally done with procrastinating and finally done with the damned piss of shit writeup!
frickin 10 pages!? sick lah.
and i only just realised that there's QnA tmr, at 730am no less.
gawd. lucky wayne save my balls.
argh i wanna watch my hbo lah. sian
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
first up,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTINE SIEW!
frickin 21! :)
bet it was great fun, tell me what yu did for celebrations!!
sorry didn't wish yu or anything on yur birthday itself, was on call and delivering babies with the same bday as yu!!!!
had to resist being totally out of point and telling every mother that her baby has the same birthday as my sister. haha!
oh and i'm not going jay chou lah! no free tickets, no $, and i haven't been following up on him so don't know his latest songs. cui ah.
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and so we traditionally ended our kkh posting with a sickly late day, and again its cos of the same tutor: cardio wong. gawd, some 1hour plus waiting, and just for his autograph. wtf, some movie star prof. but he is really so freaking funny- hiding elusively in the interconnected rooms of the cardio clinics, and when i finally caught him and showed him how many of us were waiting for him, his response: i'm dead.
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man i miss paeds, and i'm seriously so sick of vaginas.
not that i've seen that many.. but seriously, a lifetime of yur head between someone's legs at the (usually) hairy ccb. especially colpo, got vinegar marination somemore!! smelly and boring. everytime i see those spread legs in clinic, i cannot get over thinking about whether the woman cleaned up well if she wento the toilet before clinics. and then i involuntary hold my breath and self-asphyxiate a little. like as though the asphyxiating ride to kkh (recall the pwning route of 67 thru little india and geylang) isnt enough to kill my brain cells. in retrospect, hengsai that today's UG had only G and no U, cos i think vagina plus piss would seriously be point of no return. even if mr metrosexual running the clinic was wearing any cologne, i think i might still have died.
anyway enough whining, what is more worth blogging about was OSCEs!
in case yu're a nerd, no la not tips la!!
osces are the only fun bit in o&g. cos we have awesome actors like wayne and randal, who just love pretending to be girls and pwning each other. and we have tutors who are both disgusted and tickled by the rotbish we say cos we just don't freaking know wad to say. and for me, also cos no need to see and smell vaginas.
re-enactments may not be exact words, cos i think some memory cells died while i was asphyxiated.
1) wayne vs ran #1
wayne as a girly: doctor, how! will i be able to have children? cos... cos.. i'm in love with this guy! (in the true spirit of playhouse(m2) eh).. and he expects alot from me! .. how!
wayne as a girly: doctor, can yu explain ALL the blood results to me? like, why do i have testosterone!!! am i a guy!
2) wayne vs irene chua (the patient)
patient: doctor, how can i still have retained POC after my abortion?? can i sue my previous gynae who did the op? how can this happen!!
wayne: well, that's because, yu didn't come to me!!!!!
3) me vs irene chua (the con)
con: how do yu stitch up the uterus?
me: (from wayne's hint) 2 layers
con: always 2 layers? wad about 1 layer? what if i'm the best surgeon and i can do it just as well in 1 layer?
me: well.....(and everyone thought i was going to say something intelligent cos i took so long trying to think).... that's great.
ok maybe after typing it out, it don't seem so funny anymore. but maybe we would do a live re-enactment if yu ask lah.
aiyah, there are lots more funny things, but after typing irene chua's name, all i can think about is choon keok and the handphone ringtone.
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yesterday, i assisted delivery of a chindian baby. damn sweetie couple, after the delivery when most husbands just cf the baby and ignore the poor beached-whale mother, this guy actually kissed his wife on the forehead and said i love you. although he did noob the process when the woman is already G2P1.. i admit i almost puked, wished i wasn't there, felt super intruder and pretended to be fixated on the CTG that wasn't recording anything. but still, it was a damn sweet sight. and is also probably the reason why women scream their fucking lungs out that they can't take the freaking painful contractions anymore, wanna die, and enough! no way no more kids! but in 2 years, zomg, there they are lying in the labour ward once again. women are such suckers for love.
anyway, the baby was cute. it had an indian head and a chinese body! hahahaha.
no lah, it just looked that way cos of the congestion from prolonged 2nd stage after head out. heehee. ponzi, don't laugh at me lah. i lack sleep, but not really that retarded.
so anyway, i have decided: C-section for me!!!
tmd potentially 10 hour labour that may convert to c-section? hell no!
but then again, i might have to eat my words next time lah. but for now, its C-section. and i think epidural fucking hurts, just freaking GA me lah.
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sianz, i still got irene chua's hp ringtone in my head, better get lost now before the rumination takes over!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTINE SIEW!
frickin 21! :)
bet it was great fun, tell me what yu did for celebrations!!
sorry didn't wish yu or anything on yur birthday itself, was on call and delivering babies with the same bday as yu!!!!
had to resist being totally out of point and telling every mother that her baby has the same birthday as my sister. haha!
oh and i'm not going jay chou lah! no free tickets, no $, and i haven't been following up on him so don't know his latest songs. cui ah.
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and so we traditionally ended our kkh posting with a sickly late day, and again its cos of the same tutor: cardio wong. gawd, some 1hour plus waiting, and just for his autograph. wtf, some movie star prof. but he is really so freaking funny- hiding elusively in the interconnected rooms of the cardio clinics, and when i finally caught him and showed him how many of us were waiting for him, his response: i'm dead.
-
man i miss paeds, and i'm seriously so sick of vaginas.
not that i've seen that many.. but seriously, a lifetime of yur head between someone's legs at the (usually) hairy ccb. especially colpo, got vinegar marination somemore!! smelly and boring. everytime i see those spread legs in clinic, i cannot get over thinking about whether the woman cleaned up well if she wento the toilet before clinics. and then i involuntary hold my breath and self-asphyxiate a little. like as though the asphyxiating ride to kkh (recall the pwning route of 67 thru little india and geylang) isnt enough to kill my brain cells. in retrospect, hengsai that today's UG had only G and no U, cos i think vagina plus piss would seriously be point of no return. even if mr metrosexual running the clinic was wearing any cologne, i think i might still have died.
anyway enough whining, what is more worth blogging about was OSCEs!
in case yu're a nerd, no la not tips la!!
osces are the only fun bit in o&g. cos we have awesome actors like wayne and randal, who just love pretending to be girls and pwning each other. and we have tutors who are both disgusted and tickled by the rotbish we say cos we just don't freaking know wad to say. and for me, also cos no need to see and smell vaginas.
re-enactments may not be exact words, cos i think some memory cells died while i was asphyxiated.
1) wayne vs ran #1
wayne as a girly: doctor, how! will i be able to have children? cos... cos.. i'm in love with this guy! (in the true spirit of playhouse(m2) eh).. and he expects alot from me! .. how!
wayne as a girly: doctor, can yu explain ALL the blood results to me? like, why do i have testosterone!!! am i a guy!
2) wayne vs irene chua (the patient)
patient: doctor, how can i still have retained POC after my abortion?? can i sue my previous gynae who did the op? how can this happen!!
wayne: well, that's because, yu didn't come to me!!!!!
3) me vs irene chua (the con)
con: how do yu stitch up the uterus?
me: (from wayne's hint) 2 layers
con: always 2 layers? wad about 1 layer? what if i'm the best surgeon and i can do it just as well in 1 layer?
me: well.....(and everyone thought i was going to say something intelligent cos i took so long trying to think).... that's great.
ok maybe after typing it out, it don't seem so funny anymore. but maybe we would do a live re-enactment if yu ask lah.
aiyah, there are lots more funny things, but after typing irene chua's name, all i can think about is choon keok and the handphone ringtone.
-
yesterday, i assisted delivery of a chindian baby. damn sweetie couple, after the delivery when most husbands just cf the baby and ignore the poor beached-whale mother, this guy actually kissed his wife on the forehead and said i love you. although he did noob the process when the woman is already G2P1.. i admit i almost puked, wished i wasn't there, felt super intruder and pretended to be fixated on the CTG that wasn't recording anything. but still, it was a damn sweet sight. and is also probably the reason why women scream their fucking lungs out that they can't take the freaking painful contractions anymore, wanna die, and enough! no way no more kids! but in 2 years, zomg, there they are lying in the labour ward once again. women are such suckers for love.
anyway, the baby was cute. it had an indian head and a chinese body! hahahaha.
no lah, it just looked that way cos of the congestion from prolonged 2nd stage after head out. heehee. ponzi, don't laugh at me lah. i lack sleep, but not really that retarded.
so anyway, i have decided: C-section for me!!!
tmd potentially 10 hour labour that may convert to c-section? hell no!
but then again, i might have to eat my words next time lah. but for now, its C-section. and i think epidural fucking hurts, just freaking GA me lah.
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sianz, i still got irene chua's hp ringtone in my head, better get lost now before the rumination takes over!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
this is an understatement,
but i really really fucking hate playhouse.
its 2am, and i have painstakingly gone thru abt 50 dinosaurs, 3o flocks of geese, 20 owl hoots, 5 crickets, 50 knocks, 20 whooshes, 40 squawking birds, 20 drumrolls and 10 fanfares. plus searched like crap for tribal bullshit, reggae nonsense, an eerie witch song, a french song and a LION DANCE SONG.
gawd, i am downloading stuff like chariots of fire, wong fei hong, la vie en rose...
wtf!!!!
oh, and did yu know that the survivor theme song is ancient voices? WERT.
and i must say the flocks of geese are the fucking most irritating things ever.
owl hoots come in a close second.
honestly, why am i going thru such crap?
sound does not even fucking get any recognition or award.
fuck.
oh well, at least wayne's got it worse than me.
oh but if we win, at least he gets something.
but i really really fucking hate playhouse.
its 2am, and i have painstakingly gone thru abt 50 dinosaurs, 3o flocks of geese, 20 owl hoots, 5 crickets, 50 knocks, 20 whooshes, 40 squawking birds, 20 drumrolls and 10 fanfares. plus searched like crap for tribal bullshit, reggae nonsense, an eerie witch song, a french song and a LION DANCE SONG.
gawd, i am downloading stuff like chariots of fire, wong fei hong, la vie en rose...
wtf!!!!
oh, and did yu know that the survivor theme song is ancient voices? WERT.
and i must say the flocks of geese are the fucking most irritating things ever.
owl hoots come in a close second.
honestly, why am i going thru such crap?
sound does not even fucking get any recognition or award.
fuck.
oh well, at least wayne's got it worse than me.
oh but if we win, at least he gets something.
Monday, October 15, 2007
anything wrong with this picture?
i am once again addicted to the reality bitch fight crap that is america's next top model.
so, 2 week holidays! and the first few days have been spent watching america's next top model and grey's anatomy online.
it really pisses me off when some episodes are not available!! like yu watched 18, but 19 is not available. so do yu just go on to 20 or wad!? cos if yu go onto 20, yu missed some bits and cant completely get it. (though they do have the irritating "previously, on grey's anatomy" that previouslys till damn long ago) and it would be completely cock to watch 19 again if yu do manage to get yur hands on it, cos yu alr know the future.. but at the same time yu are just damn gian and just wanna watch all the episodes nownownow!!!
argh, SSRB!!!! I NEED YU LAH!!! come back from tioman and supply me with shows! :)
Saturday, September 29, 2007
kkh paeds is shit BUSY. a whole tower of patients, but no time to clerk cos we're just packed with tutorials. our crazy group rep is trying to break his record of 5 tuts in a day. -_-!!
a typical day in kkh goes like this:
morning asphyxiating ride in 67 with the china and bangla workers. (i not racist ah, i also got say chinese smelly. but bangla more smelly.)
breakfast is either macs or mr bean (life's simple pleasures). its hard for the auntie in me to choose between them, cos both have coupon. and both can be $2 only. i usually go for tuna pancake with super soya milk cos it gives the illusion of healthyness, and i like to sit in the sunbean area and watch unkles train agvs/kids running ard.
then its a blur of tutorials, the occasional clerking, waiting for the f slow lifts, laughing at ben for still being noob at directions in kk (aiyoh, haven't been to the wards!!), watching cute babies sleep, watching kids pretending to be each other's dog by tying toilet paper ard their necks like a leash, ph33ring the fretful child, watching a NAI-kid squeezing milk bottle milk all around his cot and considering lifelong contraception, checking out potential hot mats in the making/the occasional hazmat (so wad if i like brownies. white chinks just dont do it for me if yu can't already tell), being ks-ed by chiongsters, looking for green dots (in my desperate search for the elusive green dots, even the blue dots start looking like green dots), searching in the secret ward, stealing air con from the homo room, smelling prima deli waffles as my GPRS, choping raptor as my slurpee buddie on wednesday, getting KILLLed by our cardio tutor ( I KIILLL YOU), building rapport with khai:), getting pwned by daprof (2h standing tutorial on guessing game), watching the mantennae in action, losing my eyeballs in my head at wayne's CIC "joke" ("" cos i don't even count it as a frickin joke, can't even make the status of lame joke).....
that's why i'm so tired i can hardly blog.
and so ends my prawn story.
and, i think balls of fury is nice!
maggie q is hot-daym as usual, and the fat guy is just plain funny. we think his funnyness is partly cos of his fatness. haha.
i give it --- a salty popcorn and a coke! cos that's wad i had during the movie.
a typical day in kkh goes like this:
morning asphyxiating ride in 67 with the china and bangla workers. (i not racist ah, i also got say chinese smelly. but bangla more smelly.)
breakfast is either macs or mr bean (life's simple pleasures). its hard for the auntie in me to choose between them, cos both have coupon. and both can be $2 only. i usually go for tuna pancake with super soya milk cos it gives the illusion of healthyness, and i like to sit in the sunbean area and watch unkles train agvs/kids running ard.
then its a blur of tutorials, the occasional clerking, waiting for the f slow lifts, laughing at ben for still being noob at directions in kk (aiyoh, haven't been to the wards!!), watching cute babies sleep, watching kids pretending to be each other's dog by tying toilet paper ard their necks like a leash, ph33ring the fretful child, watching a NAI-kid squeezing milk bottle milk all around his cot and considering lifelong contraception, checking out potential hot mats in the making/the occasional hazmat (so wad if i like brownies. white chinks just dont do it for me if yu can't already tell), being ks-ed by chiongsters, looking for green dots (in my desperate search for the elusive green dots, even the blue dots start looking like green dots), searching in the secret ward, stealing air con from the homo room, smelling prima deli waffles as my GPRS, choping raptor as my slurpee buddie on wednesday, getting KILLLed by our cardio tutor ( I KIILLL YOU), building rapport with khai:), getting pwned by daprof (2h standing tutorial on guessing game), watching the mantennae in action, losing my eyeballs in my head at wayne's CIC "joke" ("" cos i don't even count it as a frickin joke, can't even make the status of lame joke).....
that's why i'm so tired i can hardly blog.
and so ends my prawn story.
and, i think balls of fury is nice!
maggie q is hot-daym as usual, and the fat guy is just plain funny. we think his funnyness is partly cos of his fatness. haha.
i give it --- a salty popcorn and a coke! cos that's wad i had during the movie.
Friday, September 21, 2007
there's a new season of survivor! survivor:china.
gawd, now that's some tough shit to survive if yu ask me.
way before the cardboard paos came out, i wento china and had coke that tasted like soya sauce.
anyway, our neonate tutor looks like bellatrix lestrange.
damn disturbing lah. seeing her with the little babies in icu and in my head i keep hearing her going "weetle weetle potterrrr...."
gawd, now that's some tough shit to survive if yu ask me.
way before the cardboard paos came out, i wento china and had coke that tasted like soya sauce.
anyway, our neonate tutor looks like bellatrix lestrange.
damn disturbing lah. seeing her with the little babies in icu and in my head i keep hearing her going "weetle weetle potterrrr...."
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
bryan got to book out today, and he didn't even tell me till he was already out and it was late.
but that's ok.
then he said he was going zouk with his friends, cos its ladies night so there will be babes everywhere.
oh wtf, i sure feel great rotting at home doing my favourite part of the posting - the fucking writeup.
oh fuck la, i am having eternal pms this month.
but that's ok.
then he said he was going zouk with his friends, cos its ladies night so there will be babes everywhere.
oh wtf, i sure feel great rotting at home doing my favourite part of the posting - the fucking writeup.
oh fuck la, i am having eternal pms this month.
Monday, July 23, 2007
my current favourite quote : stickers on the wall!!!
but nothing can beat my beloved ngtzekiat's what did she say?
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anyways, day 1 of new posting. and seriously, ophthalmology is bad for my eyes.
i started the day rubbing my eyes cos i was sleepy, and i ended up poking my eyeball with my very long nail.
then i wento the clinic, and the doctor immediately asked me to do millions of fundoscopys and even let me use the slit lamp. like wtf!?!
i can't even freaking remember how to use the fundoscope, so i ended up doing the scope peering from like half a metre away, till i saw the doctor in the opposite room doing it like nose to nose with the patient. then i was like oh my god now i remember. and half the time i couldnt see shit, and just fakied him with alternating 'yah i can see the disc! but its fuzzy.' and 'i can't see anything but black spots'. which are all partially true lah..
unfortunately i got caught in a lie when a ahmah with cataracts came, and he asked me 'did yu see the red reflex'. i forgot all about doing the red reflex cos i was close to asphyxiation from not breathing while nose to nose with the ahmah. so i just quickly said 'YAH! I SAW!' which was a gg. cos apparently cataracts=red reflex is dulled/got opacities blacking it out.
so after that i decided to be honest and blind the patients with the bright lights in my numerous attempts to see the damned disc. and i really saw them, but i ended up with super dry eyes from not blinking in case the stupid disc suddenly disappears.
the asphyxiation is really killing me too. cos we're like so close that i don't wanto breathe on the patients, though they just blatantly breathe all over me. once i really almost died so i had no choice but to let my breath out thru my nose in gentle little puffs, and the patient pushed me away!!!! quite violently!!! wtf!!!!
the slit lamp is worse. its damn hard to move plus im terrified i'll poke the patients eye out with some bit of the machine. so i ended up examining the ahmah's lower eyelid instead of the eye.
i am so not for ophthalmology.
the doctor was super onz, keep spouting stuff like 'perfect beautiful amazing superb' all over the place. he dragged me to see lasik surgery, which was uber. cos each takes like 15minutes, and i heard yu get like thousands of bucks for it. ker-chinggg!!!!
most of the time in the room i was just really pleased that i got to wear the blue doctors hat :) like, finally rid of the fucking white bathroom cap!!!
the uber enthu doc was gonna drag me around for more crazy eye shit if not for wayne (squirming around like a worm looking for babes with his divergent squinty eyes) ran into the both of us. after realising 4 friends are waiting for me, i was released. oh phew. i have never, and probably will never, be so glad to see wayne.
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for some non-nerdy stuff.
go catch knocked up!
it is really fucking good.
when i was in cali, it was being advertised all over the place as the most hilarious comedy this year. and the one night stand to own all one night stands. all that advertising shit lah. plus its from the people who did forty year old virgin. and it has katherine heigl! (aka izzy the babe doctor from grey's aka the alien sister in roswell)
so when we couldn't get tickets for harry potter (fucking juveniles overcrowding vivocity), we caught knocked up!
best comedy we've watched since like telladega nights and borat. both have ali g that's why their funny. :)
anw it's really funny. and it totally highlights the differences between guys and girls. seriously, cos bryan and me were laughing at different parts sometimes. so, something for everyone. if yu're bisexual then its yur lucky day, can laugh like fuck all the way through. its M18 so plenty of boobs and even a vagina for the horny boys. and its 2h+ long! comedies are seldom that long i think. damn value for money lah, some more got safra discount. haha shit so auntie.
i know underhype is the way to go, but shit i really find the show really damn good lah.
i am so gonna buy the dvd!!
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ok now i have to go read wikipedia on diabetic retinopathy before i get screwed tmr.
i am probably going to do smtg stupid instead (eg. blogging, like now), but heck at least i tried.
but nothing can beat my beloved ngtzekiat's what did she say?
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anyways, day 1 of new posting. and seriously, ophthalmology is bad for my eyes.
i started the day rubbing my eyes cos i was sleepy, and i ended up poking my eyeball with my very long nail.
then i wento the clinic, and the doctor immediately asked me to do millions of fundoscopys and even let me use the slit lamp. like wtf!?!
i can't even freaking remember how to use the fundoscope, so i ended up doing the scope peering from like half a metre away, till i saw the doctor in the opposite room doing it like nose to nose with the patient. then i was like oh my god now i remember. and half the time i couldnt see shit, and just fakied him with alternating 'yah i can see the disc! but its fuzzy.' and 'i can't see anything but black spots'. which are all partially true lah..
unfortunately i got caught in a lie when a ahmah with cataracts came, and he asked me 'did yu see the red reflex'. i forgot all about doing the red reflex cos i was close to asphyxiation from not breathing while nose to nose with the ahmah. so i just quickly said 'YAH! I SAW!' which was a gg. cos apparently cataracts=red reflex is dulled/got opacities blacking it out.
so after that i decided to be honest and blind the patients with the bright lights in my numerous attempts to see the damned disc. and i really saw them, but i ended up with super dry eyes from not blinking in case the stupid disc suddenly disappears.
the asphyxiation is really killing me too. cos we're like so close that i don't wanto breathe on the patients, though they just blatantly breathe all over me. once i really almost died so i had no choice but to let my breath out thru my nose in gentle little puffs, and the patient pushed me away!!!! quite violently!!! wtf!!!!
the slit lamp is worse. its damn hard to move plus im terrified i'll poke the patients eye out with some bit of the machine. so i ended up examining the ahmah's lower eyelid instead of the eye.
i am so not for ophthalmology.
the doctor was super onz, keep spouting stuff like 'perfect beautiful amazing superb' all over the place. he dragged me to see lasik surgery, which was uber. cos each takes like 15minutes, and i heard yu get like thousands of bucks for it. ker-chinggg!!!!
most of the time in the room i was just really pleased that i got to wear the blue doctors hat :) like, finally rid of the fucking white bathroom cap!!!
the uber enthu doc was gonna drag me around for more crazy eye shit if not for wayne (squirming around like a worm looking for babes with his divergent squinty eyes) ran into the both of us. after realising 4 friends are waiting for me, i was released. oh phew. i have never, and probably will never, be so glad to see wayne.
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for some non-nerdy stuff.
go catch knocked up!
it is really fucking good.
when i was in cali, it was being advertised all over the place as the most hilarious comedy this year. and the one night stand to own all one night stands. all that advertising shit lah. plus its from the people who did forty year old virgin. and it has katherine heigl! (aka izzy the babe doctor from grey's aka the alien sister in roswell)
so when we couldn't get tickets for harry potter (fucking juveniles overcrowding vivocity), we caught knocked up!
best comedy we've watched since like telladega nights and borat. both have ali g that's why their funny. :)
anw it's really funny. and it totally highlights the differences between guys and girls. seriously, cos bryan and me were laughing at different parts sometimes. so, something for everyone. if yu're bisexual then its yur lucky day, can laugh like fuck all the way through. its M18 so plenty of boobs and even a vagina for the horny boys. and its 2h+ long! comedies are seldom that long i think. damn value for money lah, some more got safra discount. haha shit so auntie.
i know underhype is the way to go, but shit i really find the show really damn good lah.
i am so gonna buy the dvd!!
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ok now i have to go read wikipedia on diabetic retinopathy before i get screwed tmr.
i am probably going to do smtg stupid instead (eg. blogging, like now), but heck at least i tried.
Monday, July 16, 2007
patient of the day
doc: explaining post op analgesia options. aiyah, boring stuff that no one wants to know la, except nerd med students like maybe me to increase knowledge to prevent rape by evil tutor.
pt: aiyah doc yu choose lah. and after i sleep, yu can do whatever yu want to me, i don't care. so long as i wake up, i'm still in singapore, and not in heaven. or hell.
lucky i wearing mask, if not he can see me giggling.
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i am relatively glad this damned lonely posting is ending soon.
doc: explaining post op analgesia options. aiyah, boring stuff that no one wants to know la, except nerd med students like maybe me to increase knowledge to prevent rape by evil tutor.
pt: aiyah doc yu choose lah. and after i sleep, yu can do whatever yu want to me, i don't care. so long as i wake up, i'm still in singapore, and not in heaven. or hell.
lucky i wearing mask, if not he can see me giggling.
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i am relatively glad this damned lonely posting is ending soon.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
life in singapore, in pictures
axis bar at oriental for post-holiday catchup
i am proud to have the tannest face. FINALLY i am the tannest in a group of people.
anw, notice wayne is wearing a cool transformer shirt. everytime he wears it he will do a robot dance, serious. bug him enough and he will do it for yu.
and then, its back to school
mugger manny is extremely glad to be back in school :) ...not!
sushi tei. where i was almost forced to eat edamame. fucker wayne.
anyone spot a banshee in the background?
marmalade pantry and canele with 2 skinny twigs.
good dinner, good dessert and good company make a good end to a not as good week.
anw, olivia, we missed yu! i especially miss laughing at yur slowness :)
anw, i feel weird, cos minjia is working already. like, real working. not lame stuff like tuition and waitressing to earn extra cash. but doing real work that actually involves stuff yu learned in school as a real adult with real salary (salaries below $1000/month while temping don't really count as real mah..) i feel like a kid, cos i still have 2 years of school. :(
next year will be weirder, cos more people will graduate. that includes my sister!! who is younger!! and then when she officially completes her studies in the same year as me, she will have masters!! and what do i have? only mbbs. oh no, i am cui. :(
to up the weird factor, next week we are going to the mortuary.
freakydicky! i still remember when i first entered med school, some idiot told me that all medical students must spend one night locked in the mortuary to qualify. wtf, i actually kinda believed it. what an idiot.
damn, i kinda hope there will be interesting autopsies. but only kinda, cos its mean. cos for interesting autopsies to happen, people will have to die in interesting ways.
anw, i predict it will stink, which hopefully will help my pseudo-diet. cos i don't feel like puking all over myself (minjia, smtg familiar? heehee don't pao-box me)
ok enough crap. out!
axis bar at oriental for post-holiday catchup
i am proud to have the tannest face. FINALLY i am the tannest in a group of people.
anw, notice wayne is wearing a cool transformer shirt. everytime he wears it he will do a robot dance, serious. bug him enough and he will do it for yu.
and then, its back to school
mugger manny is extremely glad to be back in school :) ...not!
sushi tei. where i was almost forced to eat edamame. fucker wayne.
anyone spot a banshee in the background?
marmalade pantry and canele with 2 skinny twigs.
good dinner, good dessert and good company make a good end to a not as good week.anw, olivia, we missed yu! i especially miss laughing at yur slowness :)
anw, i feel weird, cos minjia is working already. like, real working. not lame stuff like tuition and waitressing to earn extra cash. but doing real work that actually involves stuff yu learned in school as a real adult with real salary (salaries below $1000/month while temping don't really count as real mah..) i feel like a kid, cos i still have 2 years of school. :(
next year will be weirder, cos more people will graduate. that includes my sister!! who is younger!! and then when she officially completes her studies in the same year as me, she will have masters!! and what do i have? only mbbs. oh no, i am cui. :(
to up the weird factor, next week we are going to the mortuary.
freakydicky! i still remember when i first entered med school, some idiot told me that all medical students must spend one night locked in the mortuary to qualify. wtf, i actually kinda believed it. what an idiot.
damn, i kinda hope there will be interesting autopsies. but only kinda, cos its mean. cos for interesting autopsies to happen, people will have to die in interesting ways.
anw, i predict it will stink, which hopefully will help my pseudo-diet. cos i don't feel like puking all over myself (minjia, smtg familiar? heehee don't pao-box me)
ok enough crap. out!
Thursday, June 28, 2007
because yu don't need talent if yu have a twin!
ping: hey pong!
pong: hi. .. ..
ping: pong, why yu look so glum?
pong: i just got my driving license...
ping: then yu shd be happy what!!!
pong: i know, but, they gave me an F in sex..
i love ping and pong!
and i think pong is the stupider one. but i have to listen to more adventures of ping and pong to conclude.
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everyday i wake up wishing i would see palm trees against the bright blue sky, and walk out into california sunshine with breezy wind blowing so its not that hot. then just chill and bum the day away with my mum and sis in some cafe/park/by the pool, or do idiotic touristy things. and have good american food and shopping, and later at night, good american tv.
but everyday i wake up and see ugly angsana or wadever shit tropical trees and hdb blocks obscuring the blue sky which somehow just ain't the same shade of blue as the california sky i admired everyday. and i realise i have to trudge 15 damned minutes to the mrt, and by then i'd be drowning in sweat cos the damn weather here just fucking sucks. then squeeze with all the rest of the stupid morning rush hour crowd for a 45 minute train ride to buona vista. after which i spend close to eternity waiting in the queue for the NUH shuttle, which happens to be inches away from the very smelly public toilet and surrounded by hazardous construction. then its hours upon hours of mostly shit boring pathology lectures and i'm frickin stuck in the damn first row. when the day is finally over, its another hassle of reversing the journey i made to school. the only bright bits of the day is talking cock with friends and the uber lunches we've been having - marutama ramen with seasoned egg and grilled cha siu, superdog and botak jones western so far. and with sgh coming up next week, it can only get better! maxwell curry rice, that nice chinatown foodcentre (honglim? dunno la), maybe central again (central has shitloads of good food, but unfortunately the carpark involves a winding spiral of hell and is damn bloody expensive la)
i miss california and my twit sis alot.
i wanto be back there where the sun is already shining when i wake to pee at 545am, but only sets at 8pm. all this relative lack of sunlight is making me fatigued and lethargic. ok, way past my usual 8pm bedtime. goodnight.
ping: hey pong!
pong: hi. .. ..
ping: pong, why yu look so glum?
pong: i just got my driving license...
ping: then yu shd be happy what!!!
pong: i know, but, they gave me an F in sex..
i love ping and pong!
and i think pong is the stupider one. but i have to listen to more adventures of ping and pong to conclude.
-
everyday i wake up wishing i would see palm trees against the bright blue sky, and walk out into california sunshine with breezy wind blowing so its not that hot. then just chill and bum the day away with my mum and sis in some cafe/park/by the pool, or do idiotic touristy things. and have good american food and shopping, and later at night, good american tv.
but everyday i wake up and see ugly angsana or wadever shit tropical trees and hdb blocks obscuring the blue sky which somehow just ain't the same shade of blue as the california sky i admired everyday. and i realise i have to trudge 15 damned minutes to the mrt, and by then i'd be drowning in sweat cos the damn weather here just fucking sucks. then squeeze with all the rest of the stupid morning rush hour crowd for a 45 minute train ride to buona vista. after which i spend close to eternity waiting in the queue for the NUH shuttle, which happens to be inches away from the very smelly public toilet and surrounded by hazardous construction. then its hours upon hours of mostly shit boring pathology lectures and i'm frickin stuck in the damn first row. when the day is finally over, its another hassle of reversing the journey i made to school. the only bright bits of the day is talking cock with friends and the uber lunches we've been having - marutama ramen with seasoned egg and grilled cha siu, superdog and botak jones western so far. and with sgh coming up next week, it can only get better! maxwell curry rice, that nice chinatown foodcentre (honglim? dunno la), maybe central again (central has shitloads of good food, but unfortunately the carpark involves a winding spiral of hell and is damn bloody expensive la)
i miss california and my twit sis alot.
i wanto be back there where the sun is already shining when i wake to pee at 545am, but only sets at 8pm. all this relative lack of sunlight is making me fatigued and lethargic. ok, way past my usual 8pm bedtime. goodnight.
Monday, June 25, 2007
caroline siew -- [noun]: A human transformer (Robot in disguise) 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com |
HAHAHAHAHA
fucking funny!!
WAYNE YAP, if yu read my blog, BOW DOWN TO ME!
i frickin am a transformer!!!!!
WTF!!!
angst
just how weird is it that i fucking bring our applications to california to send cos it just makes more sense to send a piece of mail in the country of destination... AND MY FUCKING MAIL IS LOST!
some 3-4days, MY ASS! its been frickin 3 weeks and 3 days!
ugh, just let the damn mail get sent!
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i was supposed to check my mail to see if my sister helped me check up on my stupid mail. checking my mail took me less than a minute, but i ended up wasting a whole shitload of time propoking people on facebook and graffiti-ing their walls. ZOMG, wtf is wrong with me!
i should be reading up abt the damned liver and biliary system for owning aileen wee tmr!!!
just how weird is it that i fucking bring our applications to california to send cos it just makes more sense to send a piece of mail in the country of destination... AND MY FUCKING MAIL IS LOST!
some 3-4days, MY ASS! its been frickin 3 weeks and 3 days!
ugh, just let the damn mail get sent!
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i was supposed to check my mail to see if my sister helped me check up on my stupid mail. checking my mail took me less than a minute, but i ended up wasting a whole shitload of time propoking people on facebook and graffiti-ing their walls. ZOMG, wtf is wrong with me!
i should be reading up abt the damned liver and biliary system for owning aileen wee tmr!!!
Friday, June 22, 2007
be on time or be left behind
i almost missed my flight home from LA. which would really not be a bad thing actually, cos i'm already fucking missing california and my twit sister.
major pangseh by super shuttle fuckers and the famous major uber crazy los angeles rush hour jam doesn't make yu feel too good when its 530, yur flight is at 915, but yu dont know how the fuck yu gonna get there.
but thank God for people's taxi, and carpool lanes. i love carpool lanes. it just makes me wanna flash my middle finger and hold up a 'see ya suckers' sign to those losers stuck in the huge jam. HAHA.
this near miss reminds me of philly 3 years ago, when there was a major jam from jersey to newark. which resulted in us really nearly missing our flight home and me peeing in the middle of the fucking highway. my gift to america :)
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previously, americans used to think singapore is a paddy field in china.
but they have a new updated version now.
taxi driver: so where yu guys from
me: singapore
taxi driver: no, i mean like city, yu know. like south korea?
me: no, not south korea. singapore
taxi driver: OH! south pole?
me: WTF?!?!?
-
anyways, california was great.
from the san francisco trolleys to shamu in san diego and meeting up with xinyi in beautiful la jolla to the freeway shootings of los angeles.
yes, FREEWAY SHOOTINGS! 2 freeway shootings on the same highway in just 1 week! isn't LA awesome. it used to be drive-by shootings, but now upgraded already. bam, shoot the chappy dead on the freeway, the car go mad and out of control and smash into other cars and the highway divide. UBER. straight out of the movies or GTA man.
daym. i miss the weather, the palm trees (my obsession. i have like a million photos of purely palm trees), the slopes of san francisco that give yu breathtaking views of the city (but not the evil slopes of san diego that give yu claudication), navigating those slopes while hanging out of a cable car, the beautiful double bridges of san fran: 1 silver 1 gold, the smeally sea lions and seals, the san diego sun that is almost completely responsible for my burn tan, seaworld!, the beautiful beaches with awesome surfing waves, the san gabriel mountains in the background that my sister's friend thought was an elaborate backdrop hahaha, the glitz and glamour feel of hollywood and the uber residential areas with no pavements so nobody is allowed to walk in the neighbourhood, poking my head around trying to spot a twiggy celebrity on rodeo drive, the fantastic american shopping (some summer sale), the uber food (in-n-out burger!! IHOP!!)...
its never ending.
i just miss that california vibe and the general feel of a holiday.
oh, and of course, my rocket scientist sis.
I MISS YU ALREADY LITTLE TWIT!
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i can't sleep cos its 10am in california now!
photos soon, once i get them from my twit sis.
probably take 1 year, cos of the millions of palm tree photos :)
i almost missed my flight home from LA. which would really not be a bad thing actually, cos i'm already fucking missing california and my twit sister.
major pangseh by super shuttle fuckers and the famous major uber crazy los angeles rush hour jam doesn't make yu feel too good when its 530, yur flight is at 915, but yu dont know how the fuck yu gonna get there.
but thank God for people's taxi, and carpool lanes. i love carpool lanes. it just makes me wanna flash my middle finger and hold up a 'see ya suckers' sign to those losers stuck in the huge jam. HAHA.
this near miss reminds me of philly 3 years ago, when there was a major jam from jersey to newark. which resulted in us really nearly missing our flight home and me peeing in the middle of the fucking highway. my gift to america :)
-
previously, americans used to think singapore is a paddy field in china.
but they have a new updated version now.
taxi driver: so where yu guys from
me: singapore
taxi driver: no, i mean like city, yu know. like south korea?
me: no, not south korea. singapore
taxi driver: OH! south pole?
me: WTF?!?!?
-
anyways, california was great.
from the san francisco trolleys to shamu in san diego and meeting up with xinyi in beautiful la jolla to the freeway shootings of los angeles.
yes, FREEWAY SHOOTINGS! 2 freeway shootings on the same highway in just 1 week! isn't LA awesome. it used to be drive-by shootings, but now upgraded already. bam, shoot the chappy dead on the freeway, the car go mad and out of control and smash into other cars and the highway divide. UBER. straight out of the movies or GTA man.
daym. i miss the weather, the palm trees (my obsession. i have like a million photos of purely palm trees), the slopes of san francisco that give yu breathtaking views of the city (but not the evil slopes of san diego that give yu claudication), navigating those slopes while hanging out of a cable car, the beautiful double bridges of san fran: 1 silver 1 gold, the smeally sea lions and seals, the san diego sun that is almost completely responsible for my burn tan, seaworld!, the beautiful beaches with awesome surfing waves, the san gabriel mountains in the background that my sister's friend thought was an elaborate backdrop hahaha, the glitz and glamour feel of hollywood and the uber residential areas with no pavements so nobody is allowed to walk in the neighbourhood, poking my head around trying to spot a twiggy celebrity on rodeo drive, the fantastic american shopping (some summer sale), the uber food (in-n-out burger!! IHOP!!)...
its never ending.
i just miss that california vibe and the general feel of a holiday.
oh, and of course, my rocket scientist sis.
I MISS YU ALREADY LITTLE TWIT!
-
i can't sleep cos its 10am in california now!
photos soon, once i get them from my twit sis.
probably take 1 year, cos of the millions of palm tree photos :)
Friday, June 15, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
its 5.29am on a sunday morning and i'm awake.
i know, wtf right?
the only time i'm awake like that is fucking last minute chionging for exams.
but chill, today is different.
i fucking watched episodes 19, 20 and 21 of heroes. from 2am till now.
frickin uber.
and daym, i can't help it but i love peter petrelli.
milo ventimiglia is my new johnathan rhys meyers.
i know, wtf right?
the only time i'm awake like that is fucking last minute chionging for exams.
but chill, today is different.
i fucking watched episodes 19, 20 and 21 of heroes. from 2am till now.
frickin uber.
and daym, i can't help it but i love peter petrelli.
milo ventimiglia is my new johnathan rhys meyers.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
awesome!
my twit of a sister is back! :):):):)
and she's off to a good start - she has spent her first 12h in singapore eating and sleeping.
some holiday.
-
i have decided that all kumars are funny people.
prof kumar, (harold and) kumar, and singapore's tranny kumar...
i have yet to know a kumar who is not funny.
so abt prof kumar. this is what he said today abt a hill-sach's lesion:
"the lesion will never go away! the legacy (of the 2 idiots hill and sach) will last forever!" at least 3xtimes in different variations.
i am inspired to name something cool after myself.
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i'm freaking sad now, cuz tmr marks the beginning of 3xweeks of shit at sgh.
my word.
and its freaky dicky weird cos wayne manny me and koekoe and gummy are all gonna be back at sgh. all together, just like we were exactly 1 year ago.
anyway, daym, i think i'm gonna dream of maxwell curry rice tonight.
my twit of a sister is back! :):):):)
and she's off to a good start - she has spent her first 12h in singapore eating and sleeping.
some holiday.
-
i have decided that all kumars are funny people.
prof kumar, (harold and) kumar, and singapore's tranny kumar...
i have yet to know a kumar who is not funny.
so abt prof kumar. this is what he said today abt a hill-sach's lesion:
"the lesion will never go away! the legacy (of the 2 idiots hill and sach) will last forever!" at least 3xtimes in different variations.
i am inspired to name something cool after myself.
-
i'm freaking sad now, cuz tmr marks the beginning of 3xweeks of shit at sgh.
my word.
and its freaky dicky weird cos wayne manny me and koekoe and gummy are all gonna be back at sgh. all together, just like we were exactly 1 year ago.
anyway, daym, i think i'm gonna dream of maxwell curry rice tonight.
Sunday, May 06, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
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
-
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
-
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!
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
-
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
-
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!
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