1 sem down, 9 to go.

So there it goes, sem 1 of MBBS over and done with, and possibly THE only time I could really just chill and not be worked out with anything in general, and take things easy.

Of course, I'm expecting things to change drastically come 2nd sem onwards, and into future years when any time of rest or relaxation can be counted as a luxury. Meaning 3 weeks of lazing and sleeping enough to make up for 4 months loss of sleep to come.

Well as for my PCL (patient centered learning) group, as with any early starts, started off a lil awkward in the beginning, people from various backgrounds, and even countries (had a Thai boy, a Mauritius and a..."Canadian" who's Malaysian-ised lol). But fast forward 13 weeks (or earlier perhaps) and you get one of THE most (if not undisputed) wacky and outrageous bunch of meddie students you could ever find in history.

We've got...
1) A "war" between "Korea" (a K-pop and K-drama lover in the group) and Mauritius
2) The Thai multitalented entertainer.
3) The versatile musician + fellow gamer.
4) A 'patient'
5) A squeaky constitutively activated loudspeaker who tries desperately and without success to deny her current relationship.
6) Poppy poppy. Competes with aforementioned loudspeaker for being...the loudspeaker. And our little mummy =)
7) A princess. Who is also known as Liliput. For some reason. Haz kickazz piano skillzz.
8) 2 hip gals who can dance to the beat, injecting style into the presumably boring Medical degree. Not to mention they could be models IF they wanted to.
9) The quiet petite girl in whom belies a giant's strength. (just kidding on the last part =P)
10) The random guy. Who says random things. At random times. Quite randomly obvious. And hilarious. =D
11) A woman strong in the Lord =)



12) And of course. How can all these be appreciated without observers? Thats where I fit in. LOL.




Words can't convey the meaning of those 13 weeks spent with these people. Really dispelled the notion that MBBS is all nerds and books. Shows that theres a larger-than-life entity beneath all the books and the nerding. hehe.



I'll upload a pic another time. Or just hit through my Facebook profile and just scan through the various pics others have uploaded.


I'll cherish those moments spent, and look forward to chilling out with you guys again every once in a while, even though we're in different groups in the years to come.

Cheers!

Stepping Up.

Its beeeeeennnnnn aaaa loooooonnnnnngggggggg whiiiiiiiillllleeeeeeee

I just couldn't bear to open my blogpage again...for good reasons excuses which I shall keep to myself, making it an even better excuse...

And many things have happened no doubt. I only remembered to hit on the blog again after so long, when Ann Ee told me to update my blog, to which I reflexly replied "oh you read it ah?" lol. Never thought people would open my blog, or whats left of it. But its time to talk again, as briefly as possible (but it won't be), on what transpired over the past 3 months or so.

I'll call this post...

Stepping up.

A highly condensed life story for the past..uh. 6 months?

Now its no secret (or it was?) that I was a "sleeping" Christian for a good part of my teen life, degenerating to a point when I was no different than the average crowd, I'll admit, and had a lot of underlying problems coming along with it. Despite this, God had still provided for me and delivered me through the times I needed it most, such as PMR, SPM and even AUSMAT, when I thought I'd be just a normal dude who would just get through it, do well enough, and get to some half-decent course in some decent uni. But more than that, the Lord blessed my Biology exam in a way that up till now I could never understand, elevating it to getting 91 in the final written exam, scaled to 100 after evaluating internal assessment and performance compared with others in the cohort, getting the Special Cert. of Distinction and Special Subject/Course Award in Bio, which I received in Perth back in February. That was indeed a joyous moment for me, as I was definitely one lacking in confidence (my bio lecturer would attest to that, and has tried to buck me up and I thank her immensely for being a blessing to her students) and am known to be a horribly slow learner (and still am, lol). Just to show how much God has blessed me in spite of my "low point" in life.

Now, some of you know I nearly got into Pharmacy either in Perth/Adelaide. But as wayy before my dad insisted I applied for Medicine, so I applied only Monash, partly cos' I was lazy to repeatedly travel to different parts of the world (exaggerating here) for interviews and what not. And in the end I got offered Medicine. My first response? The ever infamous 'Why Lord'? We all know Medicine is a killer from the get-go. The study workload is obscene. The expectations gargantuan. And the burden of responsibility insurmountable by most, as its lives we're handling. Pharmacy in comparison still gave me time to myself, and sufficient cash to get by. I didn't get it. But I knew that at the moment that offer came, its like God telling me "Step up to it, boy". And step up I had to, even if it meant "sacrificing my youth" (I'm about to see how true that is, eventually).

So up I went mid-late February. Later joined by my JB gang consisting of Sin Nah, Eric, Weng, Vysh. Orientation and transition camp was a great time of knowing my to-be PCL members in Group J - which I'll talk about another time. One fine day Eric just asked me to attend Acts Church 10th Anniversary on 28th Feb, which I tagged along with Weng. And that day wasn't that...impactful for me at that time yet anyway, as one - we came late. and two - I was still in the "sleeping" mode. The food was the draw at that time (admittedly, hehehe), BUT one perhaps unnoticeable but great blessing was the Acts 10 Umbrella door gift, which up till now has actually bailed me out many times - Praise the Lord for such a simple yet helpful item. But later, I had this feeling that just prompted me to go to Acts. And I did the following Sunday. Nowww I don't remember details but I enjoyed it, and kept coming back again and again.

And at one particular service by Pastor Kenneth (which again, I don't remember. Terrible memory T.T) I just felt a tugging by God, telling me to come back to the right path, as I've been gone away long enough. Which brings about again the story of the Prodigal Son, long gone, wasted his life away, but comes back broken and the Father accepted him again lovingly. Right hand shot up and then on, the fight to rededicate my life back to the way Christ wanted it, has begun. As always, stepping up ain't easy, having being on "hiatus" for what seems like many years, degenerating to near nothingness. But with the help of the few good people and friends in Acts who supported and encouraged me, like Charles, Shaun Kang, Lucas, Michelle, Alvin, Ann-Marie (sorry if I didn't mention your name, but I appreciate it nonetheless!) and so on, its been less difficult.

But its still difficult. Workload is immense. Still lagging behind. But I try to put in the quiet times and devotion any time I can. Still, the one thing that has made life so much better to live, is that I only need believe that Father, Son, Holy Spirit, are always with me. No matter what. That knowledge and believe and faith in it alone was all it needed to take me out of a generally solemn depressive state to a more accepting and optimistic outlook of life. No doubt stumbles and hits come their way, but with this renewed purpose and strength, the Lord will take me by the hand and up to my feet again.

As for the colourful words from previous posts and previous phase of life? Lets just say I've put those days behind me. The "big time colourful words" ( you know what I mean) are shelved for the most part. Smaller ones still need some work around it. But with God's grace and providence, it too will fade.

Stepping up to it has been hard, and some times what we do might not make sense, but I feel that its for better things to come.

I'll stop here for now. Gotta study now @.@

God bless!

Parody: Soobs

Okay so I couldn't resist it and decided to have a go at our local community pro-nazi economical communist who actually has Space Marine implants somewhere in his nether regions. No good at parody-ing but hope you're at least mildly amused by it soobs.

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I NEARLY failed my economics test last time round. Which, come to think of it isn't really anything shocking by now. THE Leman Russ tank is near completion!! But forget that. Mass Effect 2 is my life now. MY LIFE!!!




Maybe that was a lie.




Just like this cake. It WAS a lie.

I amazingly did better (yes, you saw it, BETTER) this time round in econs than I did the previous. And same goes for maths, which as you all already know, is yet another lie. But this society dictates that we need maths, and as much as I fucking "love" maths (c'mon read IN BETWEEN the lines people), society worships maths! Society worships democracy when its anarchy in disguise.


But the worst part is, society worships capitalism!! The fools. Its a vampiric tool used to suck the people of whatever little we've managed to fill our pockets with, to fill THEIR own pockets. VAMPIRES!!! A stake in your heart, it shall be!


So in short,

Maths is a lie

Democracy is a lie



And no lie is bigger than capitalism



Period.



Anywhoosels the Leman Russ tank is near completion. Haven't uploaded pics yet as a little smear happened while working on the paintjob and I'm working on it. Never had nimble fingers anyway. But I try to.




Okay. Back to Mass Effect 2. Round 2. Later.

The Smell of Hell....

...should basically consists of several sessions involving anatomy, physiology, pharmacology, histology, pathology, microbiology, biochemistry, psychology (yes we have to do that too...) and...what did I forget? Ah yes, genetics. Not to mention Law units (or rather only the relevant parts/sections of it), ethics, professional development...its an exhaustive list. Oh and did I mention that are a chockful of assignments to boot? Man, I'm starting to love MBBS. Hmm....

Okaaayyyy so the seniors (and all the countless doctors, past and present) have made it through and lived to tell the tale and even made a huge difference to their communities so yeah how bad can it be eh?

One things for sure though, I'm gonna get my ass worked off like never before. Which is something my ass has never really gone through before.

You may have heard this from me before, but the internet in the hostel is absolutely marvellous. To a point when you'll feel like trashing it out the window 24 floors down. The only other problem being that I only live on the 4th floor. Not that its a problem per se but dropping things from only the 4th floor leaves more to be desired. But then again you can't drop anything you can't hold. So there. Uni internet roxx. Its my 3rd home now.

On a brighter note, I've made quite a number of good people in the (takes deep breath) Tan Sri Jeffrey Cheah School of Medicine, and Health Sciences. Which I'll henceforth refer to as just "School" (or med school, if I decide to be specific) merely for the sake of being reader (and type-r) friendly. So yeah I mention the school and not just the course as they come from MBBS and Pharmacy, and uhm just one from Psycho/Business. And the school has many coughcutecough girls too =P. Hey there would be something wrong with me if I didn't put that in somewhere now, eh?

So yeah transition camp which is for the med school people has been a blast and has essentially become the platform of meeting new people, as there will be essentially no time (or less time, rather) to hang out and chill. Its whole day in the library yo.

So thats it for now. And once again apologies to Soobs for not being able to join the parody game as my creative juices has been drained completely. Almost.

So before continuing the path to Hades' luxurious mansion (in no relation to Lightning Thief, however coincidental, or not, it may be) I just wanna tell any of you reading this to think carefully and not get yourself in to a lifetime of working your ass off...



But hey its not to say I'm dreading it, I just need to adjust....

Talk about meaningless

Can't believe I just spent the last 40 mins or so just poring through flames in GameFAQS forums regarding the (supposedly gimped) Adept class in Mass Effect 2.









Ed Note: I know it looks like something people would put in their Twitter but I was a bit lazy to do so.

I gotta feeling...

that tonight's *not* gonna be a good night.




Anyway the worse feeling that I (that's just me) have experienced the past 3 months is....



NOT heartbreak.





NOT losing anything valuable.





NOT being yelled at





its when I've exhausted all the games I have and am left with virtually nothing to play and too much time on my hands. Dammit.


The good stuff this year is only gonna be out mainly in march-april.


At least Mass Effect 2 was really good stuff. 2 playthroughs x 30 hours = 60 hours. Might play it again after a breather. Insanity difficulty maybe.








This goes to show how desperate I am to start uni life as this is all I have to say of life at this point of life. sigh

Jump up high, fall straight down through a thin ice path and FREEZE

To sum up what happened in recent days

1) I got something I wanted.

2) I went for a freezing trial and I got frozen with little resistance. Sad eh?

3) Thankfully, I managed to claw my way out of the ice cage and into a relaxing sauna.




And like you see in some movie/game reviews....







****SPOILER ALERT****








Okay so the real events were...

1) Not telling. lalalala....

2) ASEAN scholarship interview which...well lets just say I gained more *during* the interview than what I could gain *after* it. Geddit?

3) Okay so I got an offer elsewhere and I've accepted it.









****MORE SPOILERS ALERT!!!****








1) Still NOT telling. lalalala....

2) Okay fine so I got frozen solid in the interview. Some may wonder how an icy person can get frozen even further. But yeah, its just the way interviews are. No sour grapes though.

3) The offer is from Monash Sunway campus.









****FINAL SPOILERS ALERT!!! TURN AWAY IF YOU WANT AN AUTHENTIC EXPERIENCE!!!!****








1) Fine...its a PSP. No surprises.

2) So the guy shot down my lack of passion (which is true), he sort of..."revealed" the backbiting nature that exists with extreme competition (DAMN RIGHT THERE!!!) and etc etc etc. I have a knack of forgetting insignificant details. Only the 2 aforementioned ones were of significant value. No sour grapes...wait did I just say that. Anyway he didn't personally attack me unlike what some interviewers would do and he even said "have fun" after I thanked him, and before I left. o.O not the words I'd expect after an extreme-freeze session. But oh well...humans can be interesting heh.

3) So yeah off to MBBS @ Monash University Sunway campus. Slowly it'll be the end of games...then the end of a relationship...and then end of social life...and then reclaim all these in the later stage of career. Supposing I get through it.










1 month to the beginning of the end leading to a new beginning. With a lot of thorns, hellfires, and whatnot in between. Phew...