THE ONE WHO INSPIRE

gary neville, giggsy, ole, scholesy

Gary neville, a true red, announced his retirement from football.
a true inspiration, a united captain through ans through
one-club man, the best right back of his generation
reverered for his passion for football and united
played with his heart as if each game is his last

it saddened me when people say:

he's way out of his depth
he's too old for this game
he's a joke
even amongst united fan (not true fan i reckoned)

but people tend to forget how he always pour his whole heart in a game
how his crossess help to conjure victories (bet he is the best crosser at right back)
tireless running, and self sacrifce for the team

some say, he's not a good role model
but he is to me
one of the fergie fledglings
with no fancy footwork, no real pace going forward
he persist with hardwork and determination
for his love (club and mates)

you will be remembered
along the same breadth of the past devil greats:
the great dane, cantona, the baby-faced assasin, ruud, keano
and many others of my united-fan generation
~

Creativity

that's one entity i longed for,

it's been a while since the last time i challanged myself to think out of the box
to revel in my own imagination, conjuring ideas beyond this realm

creativity is an ancient tree with infinite branches
any field, this way, that way
even the smallest of details
the possibilites are just... endless

and it can be used for numerous outcomes
to make things better, to reinvent old preceptions
or simply just to make peeps SMILE

and i like how these made me felt after watching it
pure nonsense but they are creative

the year two thousand and eleven

it's about time i make a statement for 2011

main aim, to change from this:

back to this:


and it's about time for me to challange myself (finally and seriously;p)

mission 2015:
to inspire
to connect
to smile

kindness: paying it forward project

the sign of greatness:
singing while yawning;p

there is a fracture... i need to fix it!!!

kid-ding one-self

after a week of doing peads, i came to one realization..
i am no joker..

instead, i am THE JOKER

why so serious!!!!!!

the best thing about peads so far is how u gain trust from parents and the child alike.. how they appreciate the long hours put in.. how they hug you and said "u r the bestest doctor... i wanna be just like you".. how u gain confidence from just their smile.. on how they inspire you to do better next time...

the not so nice about peads are the fact that they are really really sick, they need you to know stuffs that can help them, they need u to be on ur toes always as they doesnt go hand in hand with the time-space continuum.. one minute they say weeeeeeee, the next second auwieeeeeeeeee....

my heart is with peads but my common sense tell me to stay away...

emo-ness, but to me physicians start treating their patients with a smile on their face....

time to get make-up and purple monkeysuit..

the calm before the storm

beginning monday, i will heed all my inefficiencies and awkwardness toward pediatrics
the one specialty peeps keep on telling me, are made for me
maybe it's my social inaptitude, my immature sense of seriousness or maybe just because i'm a retard
but for sure i think it's not MADE for me..

that is why i'm kinda freaked out by the thought of handling sick kids
as in 'peeing-in-my-pants-freaking-out'


i love kids but i dun like the notion of being around sick kids and the parents
and yes, the material might be too overwhelming -- to me..

but hopefully, time will tell.. and god will lead me to the path that is destined for me
insya-Allah

on a lighter note, i had one of the most chilaxing weekend for quite some time.
just lazying around and cleaning the place up a bit.. gave me a sense of direction and belonging-ness
might sound a bit off the scale but doing chores calms me down for some reason.. my source of endorphins
before u think i'm a neat freak or something, i would like to stress here that never have i been a tidy person.. missing stuffs and hopping around piles of laundry is a norm to me.. a work of art in picasso-esque;p

and the best things about cleaning up is, u'll find treasure lost since ancient time.. like my old notes saying how i urgently need to lose weight or study more.. kinda like a self-reflection thing.. before-and-after.. and i'm proud to say i'm satisfied with the changes so far.. not quite there yet.. but getting there..

a post of random ideas on current well-being and future hopes... now that's a first from me

a tribute

one of the Super Heroes In Training member has graduated from Heroes school and finally earned his superheroes badge just recently.

i give you, Dr. siaw chye hing a.k.a princess Aurora. the last sighting of siaw as a fellow goofball.. and with Dr. LEE

gimme a few weeks before i can come up with a hero persona for dr. Siaw.
i promise, it's going to be one of my greatest masterpiece..

either that or the lame-est effort to further emphasized the need for me to buck up and follow the trend..

we will follow suit.. fingers-crossed
insya-Allah
congratulation siaw.. may u be the best-est doctor out there.
and yes.. to Dr. Lee too.. time for u too cheer lead us to graduation or kick our asses there;p

how to train ur cacat-ness

night fury!!!! roarrrrr....

my favourite movie of the year.. a story i can relate to.. on how cacat-ness will never deter someone from soaring through the skies...

and night fury a.k.a toothless is just awesomely cool..


and i am cool!!!! lol

currently doing my rural posting in a town called bassano (very the ulu man)
and i am quite the celebrity there...
in a small town where u know almost all ur neighbours,
yours truly was known as :

1. the one-legged doctor
2. Mr. hop-along
3. Dr. Moose who doesnt look like a Moose

fun all around;p i'll update on my bassano rendezvous if time permits
for now.. i'm painting the town NIGHT FURY!!!!

my new ride! wootwoot

sweet chariot!!!

deltoid powered, with lotsa torque whenever u need it
good handling - donuts and figure 8 is a breeze
also enhance ur upper body strength

vroom vroom;p

talking about ride.. i think this blog need a new drive..
at least something that can make it more..... normal;p

a new drive... hurmmmm

IRONY part 2

just when i tot my love for football fades
it gave me the utmost pleasure today

a derby win for united
a scrumptious spurs performance

darn it, i love this game;p

IRONY

looking back at my previous post, i couldnt help finding it odd that i might not be able to do what i love.

where my heart lies

with footie!!! where else..

the extreme of extremes: the day we played on ice and snow for an intramural games

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

congratulation to me!!!! according to rumors and some general consensus, i'm already attached!!!!
the best part about this piece of 'news of the century' is that, i was left out of the loop!!!!

can somebody (especially those who are involved in these none-of-my-bussiness-mongering issue) please tell me to whom might i be attached to and when did that happen.. hahaha still can't stop laughing my hearts out..

hahahaha~

this just made my day;p

it has come to this... finally..

first time i'm 'actually' stressed over an exam
psychiatry
owh how i hate thee...
so far, so vague, so not 'me' beyond my comprehension

but i WILL march on..
march march march

oo... i just realized that marching and the month of march have the same spelling.. lol
coz in march i'll be in MALAYSIA!!! YAY...

soldier on...

another reason why i can't do psych..
i'm a social retard with extremely low inhibition
call me histrionic, call me antisocial
i couldn't care less..

history taking and consult sessions,
schizo patients
the moment he/she share the hallucinations:
1. look down at note - trying to surpress laughter
2. scribble nonsense - surpression not working
3. take tissue paper, pretend to have snot or something - threhold breeched
4. burst in catatonic laughter
5. red-faced, asked for forgiveness, go toilet
6. com back and the whole cycle repeats..

then when i see depressed patients
tried my bst to put on a smile and a caring face
up to a point my smile cramped
the rest of the day, end up as depressed as the patients

manic and bipolar patients are the only saving grace
coz i think i can relate.. lol

too emotionally invoved and retarded
can't wait to say goodbye to psych..

fingers crossed for the exam!!!

marching on...

circumstancial thought form..

damage report..

after almost 2 weeks on the road here are the casualties:

1. gained 3kgs.. time to iron out the fat!!! roar!!!
2. lost my olympus charger
3. money~~~
4. bruises and a few rashes on the upper limbs (courtesy of jem's nail, ben's carpet burn, and some mild reaction to blackpool's duvet hahahah)
5. 1 less towel (dundee;p - present for siaw to remember me by lol)
6. loads of work piling up...

but all in all.. it's all worth it..

meeting old fren is like spring cleaning.. tiring yes, but u'll definately stumbles across few surprises that bear memories which may warm ur heart out..

~

how time has changed and keeps on changing
so must I
the bearer of tomorrow

the perfect monday..

finally managed to pull my socks up to study after a few days of study hiatus..
it went so well that i didnt realized i spent the whole night doing so..
6am. monday is what it said.. the same time i realized i have my peads neuro that same morning..
juggling between cursing and trying to sleep i managed to dozed off (surprisingly) listening to cheryl cole's fight for this love.. before i went under.. i was so sure that i would miss my final day of peads neuro with dr. mah.. but like the old saying.. a man gotta do what a man gotta.. and that is sleep..

woke up later at 7 and i was like cursing under my breath..
first thing i did was checking the weather.. and it said -35 degrees celcius..
i was so sure this is going to be another one of those crappy mondays..

then things started to roll into the best monday ever.. like EVER..

i realised that it was 7am not pm.. but i felt so refreshed? maybe by substituting the crappy-ness out of my brain with pure knowledge, i can actually function beyond super human power!! i should do more THINKING from now on!!! lol

with my new super powers i danced to the bus stop.. all bundle up.. it is still -35 mind you..
within seconds, the bus came.. and when i was supposed to change bus to the children's hospital, the other bus was also ready to leave.. perfect timing!!! gosh.. my lucky day indeed

by 9.. i was already coat-tailing dr. mah to her clinics.. and then the glory of perfect monday keep rolling down the isle..
another residence was also tagging her, a geneticist.. and we got ot see yet another rare peads case.. a case of bilateral polymicrogyria!! even the geneticist said it's rare.. lovely parents.. lovely kid.. full of love.. full of joy..
my 'rare condition collections' is growing by the minutes.. then as i was about to leave the hospital for physical exam session, we met yet another family.. lovely family with a beautiful toddler.. she is sooo cute that i decided to get myself, one of those right there and then.. by those i meant lil' aliens that bears my genetic framework and would could me dad!!! lol.. and i don't DO wishful thinking.. another rare occasion i might say.. lol.. these.. boys and girls are the side effects of studying wayyy too much on lil' aliens.. i just couldn't stop smiling from then onwards.. sighhhhhh (this one is a good sigh lol)..

got a wonderful feedback from dr. mah too.. yay!!!!

so.. with springs in my steps i walked yet again into the cold weather but it's just not any cold weather.. it's now -16!!!! with sun shining bright and mighty.. felt like stripping down to my boxers and skipping in circle.. and that just stretched my 'smile' receptors even more.. i was literally beaming with joy!!! it's just one of those wonderful-disney-fairy-tale-esque feeling..

and just as i reached the bus stop.. the shining windshield of the bus greet me with the masculine rattle of the engine.. perfect timing.. perfect monday..

and physical exam was just perfect.. the doctor brought perfectly baked cookies and the session just breeze by.. and i still can't stop smiling.. everyone in the room was like asking me am i high on something.. perfect.. just perfect...

review sessions perfect.. dinnner perfect.. perfect day.. perfect!!! owh did i mentioned the sun? OMG it's the most perfect sun today..

just a perfect monday... oh i love mondays now!!!!!!

now, back to studying.. fingers crossed for a perfect tuesday?

conclusion: either i should study more.. or i should start the habit of cursing before sleeping and as i wake up.. lol

post #119: jump

was blog hopping when i came across a grafiti blog.
the blog posed a question that i find very very very intriguing,

"sometimes, i wonder what would happen if everyone in this world jumped at the same time"

very random, yes.
kinda remind me of the movie 300
when the persian army marched up to meet the fury of the spartan

very THE man;p

bradycardia?

why was the baker admitted to the hospital?

(drumrolls)
he got bread-ycardia

yes.. i'm super bored..
shared this with hui lin.. then she said: shitla ur bwain.. what does it contain..

then i dawned on me.. what is actually inside my brain.. to think of such nonsense(S).. seems a whole load of mess.. i bet if scientists were to 'excavate' my brain they will realize that it's similar to most 'ang-mo's' garages.. full with junks.. unused, crappy stuffs they tried to hide from the eyes which are not theirs.
that is, what i believe the condition of my brain as of right now.. full of crappy load of shit!

call this a mid-life crisis if u want, but in a few months time i'm going to be a 25 year-old geezer with nothing but crap to talk about.. i want to blame my IMU lecturer for engraving the fact that 25 is THE AGE where you are held responsible for the desicions that you make/made.. and hui lin for make me 'work' my brain a bit.. damn you all.. lol

but then again.. if i were to organize a 'spring-cleaning' of my brain.. there won't be... ME no more..
desicion, desicion, desicions.... gosh..

arghhh.. i'll decide when i turn 25.. how's that... ahaks

on a lighter note..

need to stop laughing.. or at least, change the way i laugh
or else i'm gonna drop dead from laughing one of these days.. not a bad way to go on second tot.. lol
it's just that there's too much valsalva pressure.. either mallory-weiss tear or ruptured bowels..