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Hello everyone again!
Short post before I return to my books! Which I badly need to do!
Yes....whilst on my supposed study break I have made a very premature discovery of the Korean group Shinhwa. Lol!
Yup they are literally legends in Korea. Good looks, good songs and great entertainers!
Yup so if anyone wants their music or some of their albums go to 4shared.com and search for it!
Attached is my current favourite song and MV of theirs - Brand New!
P/s: They sang 'once in a lifetime' for those of your who've heard of this rather famous song!
If I have time, I'll probably do a review on them on Les Ukuleles!
Cheerioz pple!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
I love LMC!!! ( For more info! http://www.jpopasia.com/profiles/1646/lmc.html )
haha this comes from just listening to one of their songs which was used as an opening in Kaitekyoushi Reborn! an anime that I have been following for some time.
Yes...it's j rock! hahaha no! I 've not lost my marbles though i'm quite close to I suppose.
And it's too early for a midlife crises.
But The song 88 as seen in the video below somehow has a very captivating effect on me.
I think it's partly to do with the lyrics and the fact that they have managed to symbiotically fuse pure classic J Rock with a beautifully poignant string background.
Excellent song!
Anyone has a collection of their songs please leave a message on my tagboard or email me! Arigato Gozaimasu!
p/s they also have interesting MVs!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Medical school is weird.
It's just like a normal school I suppose. But the characters in it are different.
Instead of a principal you have a dean and his various vice deans. But just like in school, the vice deans take on demonic roles whilst the dean plays the benovolent, school loving geriatrician.
Instead of teachers and headmasters....you have a weird variety of doctors of all levels of grades. Some which you've never even heard of, FTSA, FY1, FY2, ST, STR....yes, all thanks to the NHS and its miasmic career filing system you get a variety of training options, I see it just as multiple longwinded ways in which u use up your life time and life source to reach the miasmic goal of becoming a consultant. And yes, there you have it ladies and gentlemen, the golden word of your 5 years of medical school : CONSULTANT.
The consultant is your headmaster. He/She orders his 'lackeys' ( the above mentioned variety of acronyms ) around and basically their word is the law. Nobody dares question the consultant because in this day and age where recommendations and paucity of jobs are ripe, you need every bit of help you can get to make your way through the medical hierarchy.
The consultants 'swaggers' around ( well some of them actually do swagger ) sees his/her patient in a flash and makes making a life changing decision seem so easy and apparent.
'' So what will we do with Mr. X and his ....''
'' It will have to come off, there's nothing we can do to save the leg. '' continues walking down the corridor for the theatre suite '' Oh and ask Joe the registrar to come along, I've yet to see him do an amputation yet''
Consultants do one of three things to medical students...
1) Awe and inspire
2) Strike mind numbing and stupidity inducing fear
3) Confuse the already beduffled medical student
Yes....my friends. Life as a medical student is not easy. You have teachers with whom you will need to work with in the next few years. If their old and about to retire then good for you. If not, chug down the diazepam, antidepressants and Irn Bru and make your way to the wards and do your damn well best to make a good impression. If not, you're screwed. Unless you decide to move to another deanery after graduation for your training. But u still need those bloody recommendations.
Consultants in category (1) are true gems. You try too seek them out with each rotation. Usually they are so good that the word gets round from your peers before you even start the block and you know who to look out for and latch onto for a good teaching experience. These rarities are true encapsulation of what each and every wanna be med student blabs on and on about during their interview. They truly want to help and care for pple. They just exude warmth and kindness, not only to their patients but the poor med student as well. They understand our fears and insecurities and understand what a bewildering time we are experiencing being the scum of the scum on the medical ladder and they do their best to nurture and impart their invaluable knowledge. To these wonderful pple, a big thank you to you. If the cynical beasts from category (2) don't traumatise me too much in my final year I hope to be like you one day!
Group (2) are just legendary. There's one in every speciality if your lucky. If not, the whole lot of them are just sickos. I don't understand these pple. They seem to exist just to make your life a living hell when they've clearly had a run of the mill and they know how difficult it is at the start. I basically feelt hat some of them are just either plainly INSECURE so as to desire and execute the need to torture those below them just to ascertain their position in the ranks. Or, they are just sadistic, narcissistic pple who take plain pleasure in ripping the poor junior doc's clerking, shouting at them and just traumatising and harrassing the stricken medical student. Do not be fooled pple when they say that they are 'doing it for your own good and simulating what reality is'' What the hell is good about traumatising a person, undermining them and destroying every last shred of dignity and confidence they have when they are starting on the job? And if they call this reality, they need to seek a psych consult.
The last group of bona fides are just......well......weird. Eccentric is a better word I suppose. But they just seem to have no effect on you at all. Some try to hard, some don't care at all, and some are just....odd. Well, there was always a fine line between the genius and the mad man eh?
Well, so you have it folks! Just felt like having a little discourse whilst breaking from my infinitely slow revision.......
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
These are the lyrics from KOKIA's new album - The Voice.
Wonderful singer. Every word pulls at the heart strings. She is one of the few singers that holds justice to the title The Voice.
KOKIA- Nani mo kamo ga hoshi ni natte ( Everything turns into a start )
hatred, conflict, suffering, even if we hurt each other
Ifwe look at the same sky after we were born again,
It will probably be only a blink of a bright moment
Where, instead of people being sacrified, justice that goes on with happiness
Alone, a life on a single person, if that life belonged to the one you love
Please imagine, as though it's your own pain
Everything turns into a star and passed on to the future
Everyone is someone's one day only
Justified events, that adults had sought reasons and let them pass
Though i was there, looking, the moment i turned a blind eye, i went down
Please imagine, as though it's your own pain
To regret every time you lose something, and shed tears for my short comings
The tears shed, as many as the number of stars, trying not waste them
Only an emptiness cuts the sky, and tears my heart
When everything turns into a star, would it all be forgotten?
Please look at the person beside you
Coincidence that you cannot simply call them a stranger
It's too far into the time to smile back anymore
I don't need love that seeks something in return
Please imagine, as though it's your own pain
Everything turns into a star and passed on to the future
Everyone is someone's one and only
KOKIA - Everlasting
Every moment I can feel you.
Wish You feel the same way.
If I show my secret garden you can touch to eternity.
It fill me in with scent rose.
everlastig memory.
Glow my life, you give me a heart to love.
What I feel please stay forever.
Someday I know it may fade away
Still we ask for forever.
find our sign in this music.
everlastig memory.
only my love, truly given eternal life.
what I hold, keep breathing forever.
Love, where to come.
Love, ever lasting.
The world is Saturated with light of love.
Glow my life, you give me a heart to love.
What I feel please stay forever.
only my love, truly given eternal life.
what I hold, keep breathing forever.
Someday I know it may fade away
Still we ask for forever.
I will be doing a review of this album on The Ukulele Ensemble. Please visit this great page.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
This is a photo I took of the sakura trees blooming on the Old Aberdeen Campus.
Amazing isn't it.
A whole different continent and era away and Sakura trees still bloom as beautifully as they would against the quiet backdrop of a village in Japan in the Edo period.
Seems like I'm romancing and being poetic today.
Today is a day of reflection I suppose ( or perhaps as a vain attempt to put of revising my neurology stuff...sighz...I feel a tension headache coming on just thinking of that.)
These days I sit at home since the need to go to Cornhill ( the local mental hospital) for my psych rotation has been obliterated after I've fulfilled my obligatory tasks for this block.
The weather has been pensive.
With snow, wind, thunderstorms and good old rain.
Yes...Spring was supposed to be here since the beginning of March but the temperatures are still dancing around 6-10 degrees celsius and the weather is just as unpredictable as ever. A definite testament to honouring the fickleness of the Scottish weather. Just like a broad on a Saturday night at the hottest clubs in New York.
These days I'm confounded by the stuff people tell me.
It's unbelieveable. Some of it disgusts me. And yet some of it still manages to incite some form of interest in my being.
Me and my flatmate were discussing boyfriends and relationships the other day.
She says people find it weird if you tell them that you've never had a boyfriend before and you're in your twenties.
I say it's only the regular joe or Jill that roams the streets of Singapore that would say something like that.
Not being pretentious or a snob for saying this but: yes, my dear flatmate is a true blue singaporean. Though she's been here four years just like I have, it seems that old habits die hard.
Oh well, forgiveable I suppose since wats the point to Singapore and it's charms if it doesn't brainwash you eh?
The point is, I don't see what a bf does for you.
Sure if the guy's really sweet and supportive and respectful and all that, maybe that would be great because it could possible be a symbiotic relationship.
But if you just want to have some 'eye candy' ( trust me most are either gay or freaking narcissistic) to drape yourself on then I don't see the point to it all.
It takes time, effort and a whole lot of investment to make a relationship work.
But I suppose, if there's a future in it then I say, show all your cards and call your banker to start investing.
But if it doesn't look good and not up to your BASIC standards ( ok, so I have been criticised for having high standards..but still...aim high and the parabolic pull of gravity brings it down to reality) then I don't see why you should just settle for any Tom, Dick or Harry. ( awful names by the way :P)
And so I posed this question to my dear flatmate, '' Fair enough if it's a good looking person who's never been in a relationship that gets the quizzical looks but if it were a below average looking person, everyone will just give sympathetic smiles and nod knowingly. Is this not just a case of double standards then?''
And she was like '' But some not so good looking pple have got bfs! And their Bfs aren't so bad looking at all.''
Well....I have nothing else to say because the point of the conversation has obviously changed from what I thought would be a potentially stimulating conversation to another mundane run of the mill 'ah lian' chat on '' Look! I got boyfren you got or not?''
It's like telling me, '' I've got the latest minolta, have you seen it yet?'' Piss off.
The presence of a beau has throughout the centuries been a sort of status quo in society.
Particularly women. And NO, I'm not into bra burning or bracelet smashing or even that pro women's right. Because I believe that you need to generate the movement within yourself instead of depending on some movement. And yes, I'm very much heterosexual for those of you wondering.
As you can see from the above, these days you have to cover your bases and clarify your own position (and even sexuality) before you can make such statements.
Maybe I'm just very much a career minded, overly competitive person. But I find no fault in that. yes, I would like to settle down some day. But I prefer to take it at my own pace.
Right now, I'm enjoying myself. And I'm doing as I please. I appreciate my lack of desperation and I absolutely loathe people telling me shit about settling down and telling me green tinged tales on how they envy their friends having beaus and all. If they've got so much time to sit and complain to me about wanting something, they might as well get off their lazy bums and go get it.
That's wat I would do if I ever reach that stage.When the Sakura petals dance and twirl, fall is near....and whence thou bloom and stir.....perhaps....spring is near
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
On Saturday the 9th of February I was on top of the world.
Literally.
Went down to Edinburgh with my secondary school friend Louisa with the plan to scale to the very heights of Arthur's seat.
Arthur's seat is a hill.....or so they say.
Climbing to its peak means you get to see a fantastic aerial view of Edinburgh, the sea, and the highlands from afar.
I've always had an afinity for nature and specatacular views...so if it means me risking my life to get that one particular shot that captures that essence of the moment and the beauty of the scenery before me....I'll do it.
said like a budding photographer eh....
But yes....you noe the old speel.....photos are special in that they freeze that time, space and moment so that hopefully, when we next see it, we may be brought back to that time, that moment that feeling that we had when we were there living, breathing and living that moment.
Memories are important. Memories that we keep in our heart and minds may be the ones that we treasure the most. But in this day and age where stress and unhappiness surrounds us, perhaps being able to relive that one moment in time, if not for ourselves, but for those around us may be in itself our chance for salvation, the balm for the wound, the key to moving on.
SO on that note....please enjoy the special selection i've put up for you my dear friends....
With the Sun and God as my guide
On top of the world...
Hello! hello!
The new year is here! In all actuality, 2 new years have come!
Happy new year to one and all! and
Happy Chinese New year to all my yellow skinned compatriots!
2008.
It's my year. Not just because it's the year of the ingenious and mysterious rat.
but because I have to own it.
Yes....I have to OWN this year!
For those of you who don't get it. That means that I have to grasp this year firmly by the reins.
And achieve what I've set out to do.
Because, yes my friends, it's a crucial year.
This is the year where I have to cram 4 years worth of 'medical stuff' into my neuron filled collection bag happily residing in my skull and hopefully be able to magically pull bits of information out of it when I sit for my theory finals in june.
Yes.......despite all the self encouragment and determination I'm trying to muster....
I'm still have a few personal demons to fight.
Yes yes....they might be shared demons amongst us all.
Commonly known as : LAZINESS, PROCRASTINATION, OVER CONFIDENCE, STUPIDITY, and DAYDREAMING.......
Hell, everything around me seems more appealing than opening my textbooks or flipping through my folders of notes.
Oh well.....I have to be firm. I have to be strong. I probably will end up having to smash my laptop.
Oh well.....since this is an update after a very VERY loooooong time.....I'll juz put up some photos of my recent happenings in the past month.....
A picture speaks a thousand words......because it captures that special moment where your soul comes into light and your heart speaks what you could never eloquently put into words.
My 3 bestest classmates and medic friends
My special people on my birthday
The Birthday Spread
Accomplices in crime!
My flatmate's back!
Paella!
First snow of 2008...
CNY steamboat
Louisa in Scotland!
Dinner at Yangtze!
Toilet Shot!
Hope you enjoyed that visually stunning running commentary!
Have a great Year ahead!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Just been reviewing my past bloggings.
A lot has happened in these past 4 years.
I've changed.
I've stayed the same.
I don't know. Perhaps only pple will be able to tell me that instead of pages of writing.
But then again, I beg to differ.
Sometimes it's only you who knows your true self.
Once you enter university.
Everyone starts talking about the future.
Graduation. Marriage. Jobs. Houses. Cars. The likes.
Suddenly life becomes reality.
It's no longer just about scoring A's in exams, or coming in top in your class.
It's about survival.
it's about surviving each year and making it to the next.
it's about making a name for yourself and keeping it.
It's about becoming a better someone. And maybe even a complete someone else.
I think that amidst all this talk of change and survival it's important to strive to be able to let ourselves as individuals survive the impending change that we plan to put ourselves through.
If we cannot be comfortable with ourselves, we cannot be comforatble with others or make others feel comfortable with us.
If we cannot find happiness within our being, then will we be fit to show others happiness?
If we don't respect ourselves, how are able to respect others around us?
When it comes to relationships should we not be asking ourselves why we go into a relationship?
Is it love? Is it for convenience sake? Is it to fill the loneliness in our souls? Or is it to fill the prying eyes of our peers?
I am surrounded by desperation.
I empathise and respect the desperation I see in my patient's eyes, because it is through them that you will be able to see the strength of the desire to survive.
But I curse and look upon with disdain at the desperation of those who yearn for binding relationship with another just so that they can feel whole and desired.
It is disrespectful. It is revolting.
It is insulting to the strength that the human spirit can call upon in times of loneliness and futility. To run to another for assurance and affirmation when you can find these within yourself is distasteful.
Perhaps in a years time I will look back upon this and wonder why this was written.
But for now.... I rest my case.
