<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587</id><updated>2012-01-31T05:55:33.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-4346335635282742910</id><published>2009-04-04T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:25:55.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/Sddtjy2XCAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Y5V-tkTYX18/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/Sddtjy2XCAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Y5V-tkTYX18/s400/clip_image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320841946474153986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long week, with long sleepless nights staring at the ceiling wishing i had even a few stars to count.. uni dragged on as usual, with lectures going for longer and pharmacology tutorials getting longer and more tedious. its a saturday night now and already it feels as though the weekend is ending soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus looking forward to the mid semester break. hopefully get some time away from it all on my own.. catch up on work.. jus head off to nowhere in the middle of the night.. till then.. its the usual life i guess..&lt;div 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long..'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/Sddtjy2XCAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Y5V-tkTYX18/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>382</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-217846575432807208</id><published>2009-03-23T22:06:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:34:49.797+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless in perth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SceP7DAbY6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9OidAhLkbOw/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SceP7DAbY6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9OidAhLkbOw/s400/clip_image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316376129716315042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, 30% of medical students have what is known as "psychological morbidity". we were told this in a lecture today highlighting the importance of the PPD program (professional and personal development program). we have to in 4 weeks, select our area of interest and the faculty would choose an mentor for us for the next 4 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i will def stay away from orthopedics.. and probs paed as well.. so the thing is whether to really put emergency and whether to include surgery... :S mehs, i have 4 weeks to decide.. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally different topic, perth has gotten exciting suddenly. i have a wedding to attend which i realised i have not rsvp'ed to. that and i have no tux for the dinnner event.. &gt;&lt;" there are also surprise events for friends and me being home alone during the mid semester break. not that that is particular exciting... bt yeah.. well.. the car is all to me.. so :D  of late have not been sleeping particularly well, it is funny how like my friend pointed out that i am not tired at all after work.. not that that has anything to do with my drinking 3 cups of coffee. :P no.. really its not.. coffee was in the afternoon.. but yeah. even though i study and work and what else not. i am never ever tired enough to sleep when i hit the pillow.. so have been listening to music waiting for it to put me to sleep... which works.. until some loud hit plays at 2 am in the morning and wakes u up &gt;&lt;" sigh. i really shud tidy my playlist. haha. anyways off to i lecture now.. catching up on work i did not do over the weekend.. kinda took time off for work and jus to unwind. which is cool. apart from the major guilt now that i realise i am more behind then usual &gt;&lt;" sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-217846575432807208?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/217846575432807208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=217846575432807208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/217846575432807208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/217846575432807208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleepless-in-perth.html' title='sleepless in perth'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SceP7DAbY6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/9OidAhLkbOw/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-2893770349431853707</id><published>2009-03-22T22:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:25:55.160+09:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/ScY8Qs_z_vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CPOI7OYNrvY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/ScY8Qs_z_vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CPOI7OYNrvY/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316002667811831538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-2893770349431853707?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/2893770349431853707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=2893770349431853707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-7912119643479970320</id><published>2009-03-22T19:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:02:50.028+09:00</updated><title type='text'>20th March - drive in the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/ScY2684EHpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uCl8TdgFqy0/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/ScY2684EHpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uCl8TdgFqy0/s400/clip_image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315996796559040146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a while ago, i would have round it weird, waking up so early before the sun is even up, but am kinda used to it now so thats cool. alarm usually goes off at 6 but i end up waking at 5 anyway, and for you guys who think that thats some ominous sign of brain damage, it is not. i am functioning fine, despite all the head trauma i have had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, with staff meeting at 7 am. i got up at 5.30 as usual, ahead of schedule. so i lay in bed staring at the ceiling with my ipod still playing in my ear from the night before.. wishing it was raining, wishing that i never had to get out of bed, wishing things were somehow different, that i'd have less on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amidst all that i dozed off again, only to wake at 6.30 with a "OH SHIT I AM GONNA BE LATE". so i rushed out of bed, brushed my teeth, washed my hair and jumped into the car and took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drive was short, but nice. the sun was not quite up yet, so with my headlights on, highbeams when still on the small streets, and my ipod playing through the 7 speaker bose, i gave the car a nice warming up, and the car gave in to me. with not many cars on the road, it seemed like the road belonged to me, if not for the fact that the road was a tad wet, it made perfect condition to run free and far. in second, the car screamed at 80 km/h near the redline, and i put it into third, watching the revs dip and rising again with a steady foot.. in the end, i settled for 140km/h before i hit the brakes when i got to the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meeting was as usual. ordered my comfort drink coffee with 2 sugars, and bacon and eggs for breakfast. there was talk about changing stock lines and pushing for more scripts on file, however, what was alarming was that there seems to be an increasing number of hold ups and robberies of pharmacies in the area, so much so that we were each given a short briefing of what to do in the event of one. apparently there was a pharmacy that got robbed twice. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drive home was not as satisfying, which might be due to the crowded roads, but nevertheless i had my time along pearson on the way back.. picked my brother up and dropped in skol and headed down there myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon time after lessons was great, bummed and slept at abi's place along with a few friends. the idea was to go get our pharm tute done, but due to various problems, i.e. the server was not configured for out of uni access, we were unable to get it done. hence, yeah spent it watching british sitcoms and sleeping. wei hao and david had a go on tap tap on my ipod which was rather funny to watch. imagine two guys bent over a small black device tapping away. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was steamboat with wei hao, david, lishya, joyce, my brother, kah yong and the simpsons. it was fun and the food was great. thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home after, dad insisted on picking me up instead of leaving me with the car.. but mehs. does not matter.. and slept early that night.. ipod in my ears.. the last song i remembred listening to was "delicate-damien rice"&lt;div 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dark'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/ScY2684EHpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uCl8TdgFqy0/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-4961380995538692157</id><published>2009-02-22T17:30:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:34:07.073+09:00</updated><title type='text'>one last day before uni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SaE_ZzG6fSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/77wDvreTBF0/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SaE_ZzG6fSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/77wDvreTBF0/s400/clip_image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305591548467641634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving is therapeutic, i went out this morning to sent my brother to his friends place cause there went "pain"balling. then i drove back.. had to vacuum the house and then brought mum and sis out for lunch before uni starts, otherwise i would have no chance to do that anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah lunch was at lotus peranakan vegetarian restaurant, had a nasi lemak and root beer float with vanilla ice cream. turned out that they did not have vanilla ice cream and gave me raspberry ripple.. which kinda destroyed the whole desert.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then mum left for ktv with a family and asked me along, but i kinda was not in the mood so i left for wei hao's place. he jus knocked off work i popped by and chucked my mum's shopping in the fridge lest the hot sun kills it when its in the car. helped get kah yong's wireless up and running.. and kinda drooled all over his godly computer.. apart from the graphics card.. everything else is crazily good. then wei hao had to go, so i dropped by hui's place to say hi since she just moved in.. liong was at home as well. haha two dents studying hard at home on a sunday really puts me to shame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah had a nice chat with hui, then took her out for a ride to kings park.. where it was crazily crowded.. cos there was some concert on.. but eventually found half hr parking with a huge DO NOT PARK ILLEGALLY SIGN on it.. took a walk round the front bit of kings park and saw a lot of weddings going on. which is interesting.. since the weather was like YAY hot and heaps of pple are in tuxedo's and what not. according to hui, apparently its the flowers blooming that makes people wanna get married at this time of the year.. nvm the hot weather.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from kings park was great, at this time of the year, it was fantastic, clear skies and wad not.. made me feel a lot better.. which was good. dropped hui off at her place and headed off to fecth my brother as i was running late.. thanks for hanging out and chatting.. sorry for taking up yur study time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nice drive alone by myself with the car.. and it was nice.. stretched it on semi auto. jus hearing the engine revs go off and speed climbing.. its thereupeutic, it really is, pity i cant do that too often and that there are actually speed limits and other cars on the road.. but yeah.. it was graet to jus be in the car alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah here i am bloggin at night, less than 12 hours before university begins.. its been a difficult week for me.. but thankfully, was kept busy at work and what not's with friends. thanks guys. am really tired from everything.. i guess for the first time in weeks.. i am soo tired that i can get a decent night's rest.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for uni 2009 guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-4961380995538692157?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/4961380995538692157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=4961380995538692157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/4961380995538692157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/4961380995538692157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-last-day-before-uni.html' title='one last day before uni'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SaE_ZzG6fSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/77wDvreTBF0/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-1573593252664984873</id><published>2009-02-22T11:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:07:02.991+09:00</updated><title type='text'>my parents are at it again 2</title><content type='html'>and i pulled a back muscle. :( :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-2277657165034448022</id><published>2009-02-21T21:21:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:21:54.706+09:00</updated><title type='text'>leftovers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SaANmvXRFQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkghGnx0NEI/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SaANmvXRFQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkghGnx0NEI/s400/clip_image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305255320242689282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from work a while back.. ok fine.. 3 hours back, but i was too lazy to blog till now. work was alright, kinda slow moving and dreary though. had to do the leftover bits from yesterday's stock take, looking for lost stock and missing stock and stuff that jus would not fit anywhere. it was a tedious job, but it also means that i did not have to pack websters today.. which is a good thing, since i was not exactly the most alert today i actually went off for lunch before the dispensary order got disabled, which was good, because otherwise would mean i'd not get lunch untill 3 as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the dispensary order came, i was even happier, cause there was only one box of meds to fill out today. but.... then again, it was because there was an electrical fault with the supplier, which meant that some poor soul on monday would have to do 1 and a half days worth of deliveries. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lunch was a foot long meatball sub and red bull, the former which i struggled to finish.. and it took me 15 mintues to go through the queue at subway, chiefly because the counter dude was new.. so he took a while to figure that i wanted red bull with lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, had leftovers from lunch and what not's for dinner, which was fine.. cause i was not hungry, even though i did eat a bit more than usual, probably due to boredom more than anything else. but yeah. found out sister went to log off my msn when i was away, and i lost all my convo's, some of which were actually important.. so i had to look through my common contacts and check through history to find out who spoke to me over the last 10 hours or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and i did not get a shift for work tomorrow :(  which means i'd be stuck at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, might go turn in soon, for some reason, turns out that i am more tired than expected... almos dozed off at dinner table.. but i am wide awake now.. weird eh.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes i wish i could ... ..." save you - simple plan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-2277657165034448022?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/2277657165034448022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=2277657165034448022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2277657165034448022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2277657165034448022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/leftovers.html' title='leftovers...'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SaANmvXRFQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkghGnx0NEI/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-8644662030293205293</id><published>2009-02-20T19:07:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:01:23.476+09:00</updated><title type='text'>another long walk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2684176489_1527d4cb03.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 426px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2684176489_1527d4cb03.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the plan for today was to wake at 5 am, be at work by 6. finish work by 1230, get picked up by ashley and go for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i have learnt that plans are made to fail. so, i woke up late at 5.30, out of the house by 5.45am. if one thing good happened, i was on time for work. so began the stock take, it was going well, too well indeed to be true, such that at 10.30am, the pda's we were meant to be using died on us, ALL FOUR OF THEM, so we stoned for 45 mins, eating lunch and drinking coffee that was bought for us by our boss. it got boring, so i went to index and check the scripts that were collected over the last 3 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 11.30, we resumed our stock taking spree, and i got stumped trying to count the individual bandages cause they were out of their packaging. there were 10 types of them, and some of them had like 100+ to be counted. so i took half an hour for that, and the rest was done quickly so i got off at 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called ashley, but cause she was moving house till late last night, she kinda overslept, so i had to make my way down to uni by myself.. workmate offered to fetch me halfway there, but it was pointless cause there was still a lot of work left to be done after stock take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had a long walk along pearson street to the bus stop, walked by the lake hoping to see a snake or something, but there was nothing to be seen, apart from the usual ducks and swans. would have taken pictures if not for my dead'ed phone (curse you, thai sim card). my mind was all over the place again, about things no point mentioning, and also half wanting to see a tiger snake, half not wanting to get bitten by one if i do see one, day dreaming about the car, and then reminiscing the time i almost spun out at a round about when it was raining :S .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 minutes later, i arrived at the bus stop jus in time for a ride to uni, met up with ash and her housemates for lunch, then to iga to grocery shop with them, after which met up with des and cheryl. had a nice chat all the way to 6 pm before i left home on the bus and stopped being the lightbulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly.. i am not tired at all... jus wondering how long this "high" will last, and if it will last me through work tomorrow. am looking forward to it though, cause now that stocktake is done.. its gonna be so much easier to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when you are dreaming with a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;waking up is the hardest part"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8644662030293205293?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/3055915980_7e7e29f5c6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/3055915980_7e7e29f5c6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZ1QI1MDXuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d7IuzE0IbZE/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZ1QI1MDXuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d7IuzE0IbZE/s400/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304484048759119586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ARTHUR%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ARTHUR%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;woke up late, and i did not run. then i missed the right bus. i got nagged at in the morning. then i had to drive off to school to pass my brother his formal attire for photo taking. then i rushed back and then rushed off to bus, but i was late already, so who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus ride was the usual, staring out the window, mind wondering off somewhere else, anywhere else but the bus ride itself. i was thinking about the 6am start at work tomorrow, whether i should organize a get together with the gang on sunday before university starts, and if lunch tomorrow with ashley would still be on since she now has to go pick me up from work. my mind was also on a few other things, but i guess at this point, there is no point talking about them. oh, and song of the day is "Dreaming With a Broken Heart - John Mayer". lacking sleep as usual, for i was talking to me brother last night about stuff, he ended up falling asleep early and me staying awake alone again till the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed at wei hao's place before he came back. met kah yong and saw the madness which he has to somehow compress and fit into his room. honestly, international students have too much baggage for their own good. heard some not so good news from kah yong, sorry to hear man, but if u need help, jus let me know eh. no promises except that i will try to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abi turned up a while later, intent of getting her car battery connected to the rest of the car again. after the mini drama of finding the spanner, we found it and reconnected the batt. and what do you know, the car works. the engine started. even the doors openned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei hao showed eventually and hustled us all to lunch at big bowl noodles. then headed back home as wei hao had to work. saw abi's new place, and it was nice and cosy, and her walk-in wardrobe could probably fit a smart car in it :P . hint hint nudge nudge abi, get a second car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then abi dropped me at jon's place where we played rock band for the whole afternoon. it was good fun, but hard difficult fun cos i was having obvious problems with the drums and the leg bits. but it was fun.. took my mind off things, off many things indeed for a while. then it was time to go, i got dropped at the bus stop and jon headed to jandakot to meet his uncle and i took the bus home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the bus stop was a nice 1.3 km walk home.. the walk was nice if not for the sun, wished it were cooler and then i would have went running.. but no it was not. and once again, my mind wondered, there werent even nice cars going by to keep me on the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, here i am bloggin about all this.. without any rhyme or reason.. i guess i'd have to sleep soon.. since i'd have to wake before 5.. and get to work by 6.. oh.. and i jus remembered that i did not buy my red bull for tomorrow. i am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;                                  and would you get them if I did,&lt;br /&gt;                                                     no you won't, cause you're gone" - Dreaming with a broken heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8584706842619380020?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/8584706842619380020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=8584706842619380020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8584706842619380020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8584706842619380020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/bus-ride-lunch-afternoon-and-walk-home.html' title='a bus ride, a lunch, an afternoon and a walk home'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZ1QI1MDXuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d7IuzE0IbZE/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-2457801026460240221</id><published>2009-02-18T18:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:13:49.103+09:00</updated><title type='text'>itouch missing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2017/2059760777_713c10d009.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2017/2059760777_713c10d009.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the idea was the blog about today, how i had a 1 hour car trip back and forth for myself to ponder on things, how i had typed it up in my itouch whilst i was in the car. and no, i was not driving, otherwise i'd be tree hugging or somewhere else by now, but my brother has my itouch now so yeah no go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so instead, i shall blog about work yesterday. for those of you who know what i am referring to, and for those of you who dun, i am sorry i cant let on too many details, cause it is about other people's lives, and hence there is a level of confidentiality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after's Monday stint on the new LOTS dispensing and till software, i am still struggling to get used to the new system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was slightly better. at least at 8 am in the morning it was. had a play around with the thing when there were no patients around, which helped. then it got busy, and busier, and busier still. and it did not help that not only were there only 3 staff members there, but the owner of the pharmacy was there as well.. so no stress much. at about 12 the order came in, and then we had to check it off and stock it in the dispensary, and before you know it, it was already 3.45pm. so lunch time for me in subway, which included a red bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a rather blue day cause somethings happened. for one, lady came in with her partner and daughter, and instead of paying for decent hair lice treatment which her daughter needs, she instead bought a meager anti lice comb and spent the rest on a needle pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another lady came in dressed in rags and asked to buy a needle pack and when told of the price, commented that it was too expensive and said she had no money for it at all. she left with her partner but came back half an hour later with just enough money for the needle pack. from what we have gathered, she went around begging for loose change from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i messed up, demagnatising a whole box of security tags, meaning i get a hundred dollars knocked off pay to replace the thing. all because i was not the most mindful then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, 12 hr shift in 8 paragraphs, 2 redbulls and a cappucino provided by a drug rep. swell day indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-2457801026460240221?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/2457801026460240221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=2457801026460240221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2457801026460240221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2457801026460240221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/itouch-missing.html' title='itouch missing..'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-4594911274176392533</id><published>2009-02-17T22:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:12:46.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>25 things i did not know i knew about me -  an extract from facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/3286113612_4e8e05ac44.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/3286113612_4e8e05ac44.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: despite all the talk and planning, i never want to ever run anyone over with a car, well not my car at least, find someone else's and i might do it for you, i doubt if i will ever miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: if you people think "the way to the man's heart is through his stomach", you are barking up the wrong tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: if you cross me, i will ignore that. if you cross me again, i will still ignore that. but if i do cross you back, you've got real skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: despite all my cajoling, i may actually know a thing or two from university studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: silence does not mean consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: despite all my joking around, i'd rather actually be quiet in one corner most of the time (introvert: hah back at you terrence :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:  to me, people who speed are hoons, and idiots unless there are no other cars on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: a reckless driver does not make a skilled driver, just like a fast driver does not make a reckless driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: i enjoy running because of the company i am in, not because i like my legs stared at by a certain someone and ass groped by a certain other someone, both guys unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: i truly enjoy work, not just because of the air conditioning and the illusion that i have access to s8 drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: i'd rather have a few close friends i can talk to than a whole bunch of them i cannot relate to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: i am NOT underweight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: i don't call anywhere home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: my english skills are getting worse, which explains my poor essay marks, that and the last minute work put into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: maths was never my thing, and one of the main things i tried to avoid when picking a university course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: ask me why i study what i study and i will hit you, or say "world peace" but there is more to it than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: i am not a pessimist, just a realistic person who has seen a few things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: i'd rather not hope for too much only to be disappointed later, which happens very often to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: if you are waiting for me to update my blog, you can wait for a while, cause blog writing is not one of my main past times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: i rather spend some quiet time with good friends at a quiet spot doing nothing than out partying somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: songs are one of the things i indulge in, and is one of my few outlets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: i only decided to write this because i got tagged 5 times and everyone else is doing it, but NO, that does not mean that i like to "follow the crowd"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: i'd rather not make decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: the only thing i am good at is hitting my head on things, which may explain why i am not good at anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: i do not think i am a great driver/guy/friend/singer/pool player, no honestly, i do not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-4594911274176392533?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/4594911274176392533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=4594911274176392533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/4594911274176392533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/4594911274176392533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things-i-did-not-know-i-knew-about.html' title='25 things i did not know i knew about me -  an extract from facebook'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-7759733379745609753</id><published>2009-02-15T21:56:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:17:54.859+09:00</updated><title type='text'>shattered glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZgRS2LlSYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zyo0Qw0me2U/s1600-h/2212992195_becc750977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZgRS2LlSYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zyo0Qw0me2U/s400/2212992195_becc750977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303007576708172162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am sorry i did this. it was a moment of folly and stupidity without thinking it through. i wish i could undo all this but i know that this i not possible. to ask of you to forgive me and accept me again would be arrogance and wishful thinking on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i regret, i really do. the moment you looked at me and said you understand i know i tripped up.&lt;br /&gt;the moment you walked into the train station i missed you even more, watching you turn your back. when you said that regretting would not make a difference, it destroyed me. knowing full well that i have pushed u away killed me more. the only thing i wanted was to be with you, and yet i was the one who chased you away. i would kneel so hard in front of you that i'd break my knees if that's what's needed to have you forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you filled a void for me, a void that was empty forever. and yet i destroyed all that for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short of an undo button, only time will heal or bring apart. i wish you take care. whatever your eventual decision, i guess i will have to accept and respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you as always....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-7759733379745609753?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/7759733379745609753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=7759733379745609753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/7759733379745609753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/7759733379745609753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/shattered-glass.html' title='shattered glass'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZgRS2LlSYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zyo0Qw0me2U/s72-c/2212992195_becc750977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-6922350903998246125</id><published>2009-02-13T19:04:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:54:10.524+09:00</updated><title type='text'>turned around</title><content type='html'>"in the end, we owe it to ourselves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this person who took an afternoon to share with me, i thank you for this valuable piece of advice. it is often easy to blame all that is happening around us for the decisions we make, and the circumstances we are put in. sure, that there is an element of luck, or chance or time, but we just have to live with it, and live for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a certain someone, i am sorry. i have no excuse for what i did. i regret what i did.. deeply, but to ask for otherwise now that it has happened is selfish and arrogant of me. to speak of the pain and sadness i feel, i will not as well, for i brought this upon myself. however, i wish you still believe me when i say that i meant everything i have written and said before, and that this has not changed.. to say now that i wish i did not hurt you and that i wish you all the happiness in life is hypocritical of me. but i do, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you hate me for this, i understand, some things that have been returned can never be gotten back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZgQV9JfhRI/AAAAAAAAADw/PXbA68bCDNs/s1600-h/2212992195_becc750977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZgQV9JfhRI/AAAAAAAAADw/PXbA68bCDNs/s400/2212992195_becc750977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303006530606433554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry, i did not try hard enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-6922350903998246125?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/6922350903998246125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=6922350903998246125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/6922350903998246125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/6922350903998246125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/turned-around.html' title='turned around'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SZgQV9JfhRI/AAAAAAAAADw/PXbA68bCDNs/s72-c/2212992195_becc750977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-8961516825362290522</id><published>2009-02-03T16:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:52:38.144+09:00</updated><title type='text'>paradox</title><content type='html'>life is but a giant paradox.. people are rich when they are poor while others are poor when they are richest.. i guess it all depends on our own priorities.. and what, where and who we value the most.. yet here i am.. feeling miserable yet happy.. with a few bittersweet memories to tide me through the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the other.. i am deeply sorry if i caused distress.. but i wish not to quit.. if this is the way it is.. in a weird way.. i'd rather be like this.. i jus hope you understand when i said what i said.. and pardon if i upset you because of my words, for i never mean to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you and cherishing you as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-arthur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYf3koQoemI/AAAAAAAAADE/EK3D-kSLc1w/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYf3koQoemI/AAAAAAAAADE/EK3D-kSLc1w/s400/ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298475695279209058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and what do i know..." -bedshaped - keane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8961516825362290522?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/8961516825362290522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=8961516825362290522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8961516825362290522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8961516825362290522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2009/02/paradox.html' title='paradox'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYf3koQoemI/AAAAAAAAADE/EK3D-kSLc1w/s72-c/ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-3138102393853565193</id><published>2008-05-16T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:44:27.091+09:00</updated><title type='text'>you have kidneys for brains</title><content type='html'>begone with reproductive and herald in a new chapter of renal (literally). so today we started having new lectures from which further embellished us with useful and life saving knowledge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;DID YOU KNOW: "kidneys are kidney shaped. that is why they are called kidneys" - a certain lecturer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the histology of the kidney is as follows, external fasci-Zzzzzzz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"today we are talking about menopa-"QUIET PLEASE" " ... "so the different hormones involved "QUIET PLEASE" are as follo-Zzzzzz"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;notes that we took down"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;someone we know wishes that she is a kidney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the same someone loves luis (our lecturer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KEEP QUIET JON&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"you raise me up!!! when i am on yur shoulders!!!! you raissssssss-(choke) eee me up.. KEEP QUIET JON!!!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"bu dong ni de hei she you MOoOoOooooOOoO0!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"the kidneys are really the internal organs u dun wanna lose.. a kidney injury will not kill you immediately, but it will certainly screw u over on the long run -anon uni mag article"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;having said the above, you can be rest assured that precious tax payers dollars are appropriately spent in nurturing the net generation of thinker's leaders and pionee-Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to the topic of assignmenting, as alluded to in one my previous posts, essay writing is not exactly one of my forte's. but essay writing is not the hardest bit. in fact citation at the end of the essay is the worse part of it all. there are a myriad of different citation structures (all uncannily named after american cities.. chicago,vancouver etc.. ). better still there are more ways to mess and fail on citations and given that it is worth 20% its not really something u wanna mess with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is the issue on legitimate sources in which cite. hence a site like "www.makeyourowndool.com/kidney" mite not be quite ideal. neither is "www.vogue.com/reproductive_notes.htm". but believe or not, the critical acclaimined wiki is not ideal as well. incase u are not aware, wiki is a open domain encyclopedia, meaning anyone can change it. for instance in the case below, som well meaning individual mus have sought to make learning about the kidney more layman -friendly and hence inserted the following ... (and NO for the last time i swear it was not me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SC041AmEIjI/AAAAAAAAACA/pNJ8UUWK3J0/s1600-h/save.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SC041AmEIjI/AAAAAAAAACA/pNJ8UUWK3J0/s400/save.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200875628026667570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;the shot was captured at 2.30pm today. and it was changed half hr later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight portion says: 'the kidneys are pretty cool. they help you maintain a goodbalance of health and bladder problems'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, sorry to disappoint you hardcore wiki lovers, but the world is not round, neither is the sky always blue, nor the moon always there, or the birds always flying, or the freeways always jammed. actually the freeways are always jamemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am gonna be running now, reverse of the route we took the other day. will post soon. till then take care and enjoy the weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-3138102393853565193?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/3138102393853565193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=3138102393853565193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/3138102393853565193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/3138102393853565193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-have-kidneys-for-brains.html' title='you have kidneys for brains'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SC041AmEIjI/AAAAAAAAACA/pNJ8UUWK3J0/s72-c/save.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-1925063177654013660</id><published>2008-05-13T21:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:01:39.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>answers to questions</title><content type='html'>the word clique is defined as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Kliq (sometimes spelled as Clique) was a backstage &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Stable (professional wrestling)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stable_%28professional_wrestling%29"&gt;group&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="World Wrestling Entertainment" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Wrestling_Entertainment"&gt;World Wrestling Federation&lt;/a&gt; during the mid-1990s, which some claim held virtually all &lt;a title="List of professional wrestling slang" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_professional_wrestling_slang#B"&gt;booking power&lt;/a&gt; and were accused of refusing to be fair anyone outside of the group. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;or more commonly used, simpy a word or a phrase that is "more commonly used" =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;evidently, i would be referrin to the second use of the word. having never been a wrestling fan, nor will evr be one, the only reason why it was there was becos it came up on wiki. hence the notion, (wei hao, this is for you), wiki provides answers to all life's questions.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or does it.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for those of you who are not aware, the selection criteria for medicine includes an interview session. leaving it to your own fantastic imagination, you mite be able to guess already some of the questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but never mind the questions people ask. the most important one is the one you ask youself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"why do i want to do medicine"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;having said that, that brings us back to the topic of clique. cliques under normal circumstances reflect overused, overextended phrases such that they lose their meaning. phrases such as "its a beautiful day", or like "hillary clinton for president" or like "save the bunnies". however there is stil one phrase that still holds itself with utmost grace and poise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"world peace"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, the next time u get asked a question, and dun noe a answer....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q: why do you give blood? A: world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q: why do you do charity? A: world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q: why did you walk to school? A: world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q: why are you running for miss universe? A: world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q: why do you drink coffee in the morning? A: world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q: why do we have a large intestine? A: world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, i guess for once something else provides more answers to questions then wikipedia.. dun mean to burst your bubble wei hao. but its time to face reality. for now, thats all there is.. cya round.. haha till then take care and good nite!! =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"scientist discovered an ingenious solution to global warming : air conditioning"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-1925063177654013660?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/1925063177654013660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=1925063177654013660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/1925063177654013660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/1925063177654013660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/answers-to-questions.html' title='answers to questions'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-6745241651646165310</id><published>2008-05-12T17:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:22:02.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGESSSSST word in the english language</title><content type='html'>DID YOU KNOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that the longest word known in the english language per-say is a name of a protein, which happens to be the longest protein known to mankind, which hence, suitably and rightfully was given the longest name ever given to a protein, which coincidentally also became the longest known word in the english language that surpasses even supercalifradulisticexpialidocious. and in reading the above exceptionally longwinded sentence, which as alluded to in my previous post, would have surpassed and set a new record for which the above is the longest sentence ever written by my standards, however the point lies not in the long'ness of my long, longwinded sentence or statement whichever you prefer but to which that the longest word in the world is a medically related word. and in saying so, gives me some purpose in life i guess.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly however, the people who coined the name for the protein got caught in the wind of having silly abbreviations and short cuts and succint'ed name words or nouns for that matter, that they ruined the whole point in creating a ridiculously long name for a protein by calling it TITIN (not to be confused with TinTin - quote wiki). this 5 letter word destroys much of the meaning in which original name was infused with which contains an interesting length of 189,819 characters. the protein itself has 26,926 amino acids which might partly explain the incredilous length of "titin". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/71/PBB_Protein_TTN_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/71/PBB_Protein_TTN_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;obviously, without meaning to be the ultimate killjoy, i will not post the full name of the protein on the blog. if you are honestly looking to memorise it or jus awe at it or jus simply convince yurself that i am not making this up, jus click on the title of blog which has the webpage link embedded in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;otherwise, to do the founders of the protein some justice. some mention mus indeed go to mention the function of the protein. nothing much is said on wiki apart from the fact that it "is important in the contraction of striated muscle tissues."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there you have it. as one of the more controversal but ultimately well meaning motto's of a certain prestigious school, "NEW DAY NEW DISCOVERY" &gt;&lt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having learnt something new, or not, at this juncture, its...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-6745241651646165310?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20061113221628AAxlNn5' title='LOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGESSSSST word in the english language'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/6745241651646165310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=6745241651646165310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/6745241651646165310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/6745241651646165310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/looooooooooooonnnnnnggessssst-word-in.html' title='LOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGESSSSST word in the english language'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-8503467208039368853</id><published>2008-05-11T18:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:14:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>essay writing = squeezing lemons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;so. been ironing washing for the last one hour. and you see, the good thing about ironing is that you get the occasional nice prawn red tan when u burn yourself. on the serious side, its gives time to think about things, having some quiet time with the iron and "ironing" out some issues that is in your mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is the issue about the critical appraisal. basiccally what we have to do in a nut shell is.. readandanalysetwoscientificjournalsonvarioustopicsminebeingdiabetesandhavingdonethatappraiseandnailthethingasharshlyaspossible. (phew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its tt simple.. or not. given to date my incoherent blabberings and goop about nothing at all, and having it all contructed in not so proper sentences, with appalling grammer and spelling, i definitely have superbly, indiscreetly and adequtely express my inadequacy with essay writing and the likes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me writing is like squeezing lemons or actually more like the lemons themselves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lemons are hard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lemons are sour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lemons are yellow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lemons are hard to squeeze, or lemon squeezing is hard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;likewise, essay writing is,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;difficult&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sour job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;its not yellow but is as gross&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and once again it is difficult. jus to restate my point&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;so having said that, it is required of us to go write an essay. never mind that, we need to write an essay based on our analysis on ANOTHER essay. whoa. so prior to ironing, the whole day was MEANINGFULLY spent reading the first article, watching words like t-test, p score, hazard ratio scrolling down my eyes like something out of the bad matrix sequels. so wad have i garnered from this useful exercise of reading?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i forgot my friends birthday which was yesterday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it did not rain like it was supposed to in the weather report&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a oralothorodonetist {is tt hw u spell it}(dental) appointment tomorrow morning at 9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to eat ba chor mee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to eat green tea ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to eat laksa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;" " " " mee siam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;" " " " hainan chicken rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;" " " " (and the list goes on)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH.. and that diabetes is spelt D-I-A-B-E-T-E-S, not dia-betty's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so ok, enough said about the critical appraisal, now to list the other things which i have meant to have done before the conclusion of the weekend:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;post lab for the experimental medicine unit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i-lecting or e-lecting (whichever y prefer) 1 lecture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and having said that print the slides for the lecture before hand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;submit my criminal record application&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;submit my national police clearance check application&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do my gp placeme-Zzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She got her looks from her father: He's a plastic surgeon." Groucho Marx.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8503467208039368853?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/8503467208039368853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=8503467208039368853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8503467208039368853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8503467208039368853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/essay-writing-squeezing-lemons.html' title='essay writing = squeezing lemons'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-5562368905210212526</id><published>2008-05-10T11:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:01:22.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snippets of medical revalations</title><content type='html'>as previously mentioned, given the enormity of the task of studying for the notoriously huge and gianormous unit known as normal systems. one inadvertantly tends subconciously, unawarely, automatically attempt to break the sbuject down into digestible parts as per mentioned during the gastrointestinal part of the unit. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANATOMY: anatomy is the study of the structures of the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYISOLOGY: physiology is the study of the function of the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTOLOGY: The study of tissues and cells under a microscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, who bothers with such nitty gritty details. there are yet simpler, more direct, succinct and straighter to the point ways to understand each component:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANATOMY: where is what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSIOLOGY: where does what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTOLOGY: what? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of which having understood the different aspects of study, we must now dwell on how the content can be delivered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANATOMY: point and tell and learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSIOLOGY: tell and learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTOLOGY: don't learn :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there u have it, a simple crash course guide to helping u better understand your friendly unit "normal system". and on that note take care and have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;""My doctor gave me six months to live, but when I couldn't pay the bill he gave me six months more." Walter Matthau."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-5562368905210212526?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/5562368905210212526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=5562368905210212526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/5562368905210212526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/5562368905210212526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/snippets-of-medical-revalations.html' title='snippets of medical revalations'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-2349200051632495119</id><published>2008-05-09T18:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:44:27.773+09:00</updated><title type='text'>09th May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok so.. today. wad about today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say.. slept for 4 hrs. woke up prematurely even before the sun got up. lols. studied in the first 2 hrs of lectures. then studied for the nxt 2 before lunch. then studied after lunch at wei hao's place. in saying studying, of course we are studying, like the hardwrking humanitarian, save the earth, antiwar, pro-tibet , conservative, traditional and proper people we are. =P no, we did not watch any movies, there was no wii playing, there was no "singing-till-we-bring-dwn-the-hse-or-get-evicted" going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes we studied..... studied......... the art of hw not to flood brown rice when cooking with a rice cooker, the 101's of "WHAT NOT TO DO WHEN MAKING A MOVIE" (urh-hem... kung fu dunk) and finally went running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time running commenced, the 'we' group of 4 became a shrivelled grp of "2". having said that, we still ran. and whoa the weather was fantastic. and to give u an idea of hw far we ran, the diagram below shud describe more then adequately the route taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCQwY49T8MI/AAAAAAAAABs/Z4G3XR7qkUw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198333074056933570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCQwY49T8MI/AAAAAAAAABs/Z4G3XR7qkUw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Given the artistry of the picture with all the complementary colours and beautiful use of contrasts, and the diagrmatic nature of the picture. am sure by now u deduced that the run was approx 25 km's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(click on pic to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no kiddin. its 7 km. lols. and it was great. the weather was nice. the birds chirrping in the trees, the trees growing on the ground, the ground ..... being below the sky and the sky with the birds flying within. &gt;&lt;" ANYWAY there was this sign that said...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;health tip of the day: do not drink from random sources of water, u MIGHT get ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCQxZ49T8NI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ov2qb3ATHD4/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198334190748430546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCQxZ49T8NI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ov2qb3ATHD4/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;note hw it says "no direct water contact activites". since then, have been pondering on various "non direct water contact activites" and you shud toooo. for now, will leave u to ponder on this thought whilst i go bath (in clean water) and have dinner and then study (no.. seriously. for real study)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitex =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-2349200051632495119?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/2349200051632495119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=2349200051632495119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2349200051632495119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2349200051632495119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/09th-may-2008.html' title='09th May 2008'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCQwY49T8MI/AAAAAAAAABs/Z4G3XR7qkUw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-1686402468474562875</id><published>2008-05-08T21:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:44:27.967+09:00</updated><title type='text'>normal sustems 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Normal Systems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unit is not a unit. It is a UNIT“S”. see, with a 12 points weightage (out of a possible of 24) this unit is huge, like HUGE kinda HUGE. so the following is an succinct and vaguely accurate on-goings of the unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gastrointestinal tract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Few key concepts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diarrhea is bad (and it is important to know how to spell diarrhea, not DIE-HORREA) though, having said that, if you have uncontrolled diarrhea, “you will have to die” (quote unquote lecturer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;“drink tea, it keeps you hydrated, it keeps you awake, and it keeps u anemic”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;DO NOT EVER mix the tongue with the lips. Well whoever does that has to be really thick.. really really thick.. as thick as me for that matter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;no diarrhea is good. Once again get the spelling right&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;oesophagus can also be spelled esophagus, but NEVER pronounced as “EU-sopha-goose”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;dietary guidelines for people:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drink more (indiscriminately?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eat more (indiscriminately?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eat plenty of cereals, like plenty plenty (then u might end up being anemic as well)&lt;br /&gt;p450 is the coolest thing ever. But I have no idea what it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one of the functions of the hard palate and the oral cavity is that of “ancillary functions, followed by mastication of food” in that particular order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and "NO" wei hao. somatostatin is not the answer to any qn regarding unknown hormones in the gastro tract&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Endocrine System&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;once again p450scc is at the forefront of cutting edge lectures, this time it is a side chain cleavage thingy that does…. Oh wait it does…? Well it must do nothing then……..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;positive and negative feedback? Dun bother with the terms, more of this less of that, less of this more of that. Simple. Jus like more of oil less of water, more of water less of oil, or like more of school work, less of sleep, see it all makes sense somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p450 is a enzyme…… urh-hem someone.. not a planet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3b-hydroxy-steroid-dehydrognase/isomerase is quite important to remember if not for any other reason but to write in down wherever u dun noe the answer.. because it sounds important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bringing dice to anatomy labs with open ended qn’s dun help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;if there are indeed mcq qns qith 4 options, “5” means re-roll, “6” means skip qn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urogenital and reproductive system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;anatomist are disorganized people. They give different things the same name..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;frenulum in the lip, the tongue.. and the last one.. go wiki it or smething&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;round ligaments are apparently not restricted to the liver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;urogenital diaphragm is pronounced “eu-ro-genital dia-frag-mumn”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was once an organization known as FOAD (Fetal Origins of Adult Disease), however, internet lingo has the acronym used for another purpose (cough cough)(go igure with your own creativity), hence, the named was scrapped soon after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anticlimax does not refer to the last stage of sexual cycle in humans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bats have menstrual cycles (think bat guano)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;during pregnancy, “maternal reserves” is a diplomatic term to describe weight gain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if u have read through all that, congrats and sorry for enduring all that nonsense. if u have not gone through all that, you are not meant to have read this paragraph anyways so good riddence. wells this is it for now. till the next post, keep well, happy and way way clear from tea. nitexz =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jonathan gettin fascinated by standing highlights (i.e. mine?!?! grr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198006725214718530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCMHk4yDykI/AAAAAAAAABk/PNIbOLu6n0Q/s400/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-1686402468474562875?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/1686402468474562875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=1686402468474562875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/1686402468474562875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/1686402468474562875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2008/05/normal-sustems-2008.html' title='normal sustems 2008'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SCMHk4yDykI/AAAAAAAAABk/PNIbOLu6n0Q/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-8147714133023414687</id><published>2007-06-22T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:26:51.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another random quote</title><content type='html'>"when you come to a fork on the road, pick it up and take it with you.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8147714133023414687?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/8147714133023414687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=8147714133023414687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8147714133023414687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8147714133023414687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-random-quote.html' title='another random quote'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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out then misarranged your notes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch top gear on youtube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch more top gear on youtube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spam watch lectures off i-lect and not understanding a single bit of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;download starcraft&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and with all the downloading, overshoot your download limit and get broadband scaled to 64k on the eve of your last exam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not be able to understand a single bit of meiosis as a result of no i-lect due to scaled internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;screw up 10 marks worth of genetics questions due to the above&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;also, as a result of the scaled internet which would last for the nxt 21 days, after the holidays, i cannot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;download more top gear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play battlefield 2142&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play battlefield 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play DoW online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;download even more top gear episodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;oh and for the record, within 9 days i managed to download &gt;12gb of material from the net, a great portion of which are my lectures... so this is jus grt.. i actually managed to overshoot my download limit doing skool wrk.. which is totally SAD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the car enthu's :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did you know: &lt;/span&gt;during casino royale, the DBS which was used was not a DBS as the car was still in development, hence, they were actually DB9 which have been restyled to look like the DB9. however, the centre of gravity of the cars were so low that it was impossible to flip the car from a ramp, in the end, an air cannon was installed in the rear driver's saet which drove a cylinder into the road, causing it to roll 7 and a half times.. &gt;&lt;"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seriouswheels.com/pics-2006/2006-Aston-Martin-DBS-James-Bond-Casino-Royale-SA-1280x960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.seriouswheels.com/pics-2006/2006-Aston-Martin-DBS-James-Bond-Casino-Royale-SA-1280x960.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-3511409799563750407?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/3511409799563750407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=3511409799563750407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/3511409799563750407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/3511409799563750407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-not-to-do-leading-up-to-and.html' title='things not to do leading up to and during an exam'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-8311484615155298356</id><published>2007-06-21T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:01:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commonly misunderstood medical terms</title><content type='html'>Dr Nkosazana Zuma's Medical Terms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artery: The study of paintings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacteria: Back door of the cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barium: What you do with dead patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowels: A E I O U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caesarian Section: A suburb in Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catscan: A search for kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cauterize: making eye contact with the nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colic: A Sheepdog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D &amp;amp; C: Where Washington is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilate: To live longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enema: Not your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fester: Quicker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genital: not a jew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impotent: Distinguished and well known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour pain: getting hurt at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical staff: Doctors walking stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morbid: Higher offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitrates: Cheaper than day rates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Node: was aware of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out patient: A person who's fainted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pap smear: A fatherhood test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelvis: A cousin of Elvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post operative: A letter courier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery room: A place where you do upholstery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rectum: Damn near killed him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sciatic: An attic with a view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seizure: The Roman Emperor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tablet: Small Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminal illness: .......when you get sick at the airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumor: More than one people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urine: The opposite of "you're out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varicose: Nearby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vein: Conceited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZUMA: Zero Understanding of Medical Affairs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8311484615155298356?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/8311484615155298356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=8311484615155298356' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8311484615155298356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8311484615155298356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/commonly-misunderstood-medical-terms.html' title='Commonly misunderstood medical terms'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-225761628390595786</id><published>2007-06-13T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:39:25.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"x-frog" mutant</title><content type='html'>hmms k.. mondays lab was urms.. ehs. arrs.. really really.. &lt;br /&gt;*/edit/* "horrigible, corrgible and vegetable..!!!!" */edit/*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok there was that pig.. it was:-&lt;br /&gt;-superly mutilated&lt;br /&gt;-organs were hanging out&lt;br /&gt;-organs in the wrong place (and we were always told, hw to we know that thats the rite organ..? cos its in the rite place.. like. yes rite.. -.-")&lt;br /&gt;-liver was perforated.. gall bladder was missing.. so was pancreas (it looks as though someone shot my pig) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so given the dire state of the pig.. how the hell am i supposed to identify the labelled organs..? (oh wait some of the labels were falling off as well) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the OTHER pig... this case it was a transverse around the abdominal section.. yes.. some small tubes and some larger tubes.. and some things that dun look like tubes.. so once again we draw sketch and label.?? like how the hell are we meant to label.?? oh yes there was some glandular looking thing that was probably the spleen/pancreas/some other random thing)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was the 2 fotographs of the PIGS (third and fourth fetal pig to date for the test).. there were in black and white.. and blurr.. like poor resolution and all.. so we had to identify the urogenital structure of the frogs.. and label structures such as allantois, vas deferens, epidedermis, testes, bladder ureter, urethra, ****,****,****,****,****,..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally there was the FROG.. the x-frog.. there was that one yellow glandular-look-alike-kinda-organ.. so it could have been the pancreas or adrenal gland or the kidney, or the gonads, or the balls, or the caecum.. basically.. it could almost be everything that could be found in the pelvic region.. for me. i wrote pancreas.. however....jus before the time was up, i found its counterpart. hence in conclusion.. i declare my frog an anomaly as it has 2 pancreas.. hence the x-frog mutant. as such, i believe my frog can spit fire.. turn invisible and cook instant noodles.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes in case u were wonderin.. i am in choop's room again.. "studying" and "muggin (1)". and yet here i am bloggin. youtubing.. listening to music.. dropping my fone on the floor, throwing my water bottle on the floor, throwing my water bottle on my fone.. basically doing everything but studying.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) for the definition of muggin please refer to 2 post back.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/99/97/4807999/858403996l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/99/97/4807999/858403996l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the perturbed mind of medical students-groping and harassing statues"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quote: "i should burn my notes then dissolve them in water and drink them.. only in that way am i really "absorbing" my notes"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-225761628390595786?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/225761628390595786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=225761628390595786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/225761628390595786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/225761628390595786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/x-frog-mutant.html' title='&quot;x-frog&quot; mutant'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-414549317497981114</id><published>2007-06-11T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:33:15.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>utter randomness..</title><content type='html'>as of this post, my "dammit" word count is "4"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoting someone:&lt;br /&gt;a - "what are you up to?"&lt;br /&gt;b - "i am up to my neck in stress"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-414549317497981114?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/414549317497981114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=414549317497981114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/414549317497981114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/414549317497981114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/utter-randomness.html' title='utter randomness..'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-6638416050130595772</id><published>2007-06-11T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:31:17.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muggin muggin muggin</title><content type='html'>ok.. am in choop's room "muggin" atm.. for you guys who are not aware muggin can be defined as:&lt;br /&gt;-studying hard&lt;br /&gt;-sudying till you eyes are falling out&lt;br /&gt;-studying till your brains are oozing out of the very orifices of your body&lt;br /&gt;-tryin to study hard but CMI (cannot make it), and hence am banging head against table&lt;br /&gt;-study till your cerebrospinal fluid is seeping out of every intervertebral foraman of your spinal cord (pure gross)&lt;br /&gt;-wasting time to get away from housework (dw.. my parents dun read this blog... i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes and. wif 2 hours to go to the exam.. here i am bloggin, listening to music eating food, breathing, talking, joking, foolig around, gettin my head whacked by choops.. and doing eveyrthing under the sun (no wait theres no sun cos its winter) except &lt;br /&gt;"MUGGIN!!" ... dammit.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, for all who read this.. please begin wrting my eulogy for me.. and help me put the most glam pic of me in the obiturary.. i love you all.. very very much! muah.. hugs and kisses and more kisses.. (ok tts gay).. lols.. ya wish me luk.. will def need it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. hopefully daniel (aka prof wong) draws really really big diagrams and writes really really legily and big'ly so the person sitting one chair to the right and 2 rows behind can see exacly what he writes.. :p wonder who tt is.. ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more random quotes:&lt;br /&gt; Giving money and power to government is like giving whiskey and car keys to teenage boys. &lt;br /&gt;-- P. J. ORourke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/99/97/4807999/324824067l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/99/97/4807999/324824067l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david and his "chick"... -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-6638416050130595772?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/6638416050130595772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=6638416050130595772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/6638416050130595772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/6638416050130595772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/muggin-muggin-muggin.html' title='muggin muggin muggin'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-2962056025723384790</id><published>2007-06-09T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:44:31.212+09:00</updated><title type='text'>religion of certain medico's</title><content type='html'>princeton online dictionary defines a cult as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adherents of an exclusive system of religious beliefs and practices"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;cults occur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; anywhere.. with us medico's being no exception. in our case, we worship gods, like gods in the plural form.. the following the profiles of a few of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD OF SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmqognSf1-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/0ve_XYc1P74/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmqognSf1-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/0ve_XYc1P74/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074053208442132450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.k.a. wei hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;always sleeping during..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MGC lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FMC lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FAHB lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FCP lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*/edit/* latin lectures.. courtesy of choopsies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;can fall asleep at the most noisy of situations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;quotable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZzz... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"arr.. change lecturer already?"&lt;/span&gt; *claps... then ZZZZzzzz again                                 - during our first lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSER GOD OF SLEEP&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/Rmqo33Sf1_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/gd8C1vMc478/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/Rmqo33Sf1_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/gd8C1vMc478/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074053607874090994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. heng&lt;br /&gt;description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;never turns up at lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he turns up.. "ZZZZZZzzz"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;occasionally... very occasionally... SNORES?!?! during a lecture -.-"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;quotable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ci bai pig.. wheres yur bladder?!?!" - during a pig dissection lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULTIMATE GOD OF B.S.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmqrN3Sf2AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lgMePmWFSVk/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmqrN3Sf2AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lgMePmWFSVk/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074056184854468610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. jonathan; ah lian&lt;br /&gt;description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;self proclaimed ah lian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;has the most corny thing to say for any occasion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food bin - everything oso eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caught in sticky love triangle between:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;his gf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heng (his hot bod)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;david (his tru luv?!?! :S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;climbs walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feeds statues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stalls ben's hyundai ascent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;quotable quotes:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmqronSf2BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m_WynRoSblM/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmqronSf2BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/m_WynRoSblM/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074056644415969298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"DAAAVVID!!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"xian diao.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am the god of B.S - every other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"eh u cant finish that?" ... "come lemme eat i help u finish eating" - every lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"heng, u haf a damn hot body" - thursdays after physics lab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"thats damn sad man"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"sa wa di ka?" - his way of saying good morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"you are a kukulala(1)" - his way of expressing affection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(1): for the definition of kukulala pls visit kukulala.blogspot.com&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-2962056025723384790?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/2962056025723384790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=2962056025723384790' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-2929770670525733052</id><published>2007-06-08T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:40:34.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random tot while was muggin...</title><content type='html'>"the more we learn the more we know.. the more we know the more we forget.. so why learn???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-2929770670525733052?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/2929770670525733052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=2929770670525733052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2929770670525733052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/2929770670525733052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-tot-while-was-muggin.html' title='random tot while was muggin...'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-8255558045817374439</id><published>2007-06-08T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:44:31.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>we comp"r"ain a lot..</title><content type='html'>yes.. medico's are not saints.. firstly, we comprain about food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food in uni is crap.. its extremely expensivestingytastelessuninterstingboringandyuky. the asian food selection is bad.. mainly cos it does nt taste anything remotely asian and its more of the instant microwavable kind.. the unasian selection.. is urms.. also plain.. like.. bread, toast, more bread and pasta and.. toast... which is not exactly enticing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we comprain about the food out of uni as well.. lols.. there is broadway shopping where the food is generally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cheaper (like $7 per dish kind of cheap)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bigger serving (like 4 strains of noodles instead of 3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oily (oil in perth is really cheap esp. if its been reused)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;healthy (like 4 teaspoons of salt instead of 5 kind of healthy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;ok.. so bascially u get the idea.. the food is bad.. there is also the "restaurant" which sells students meals.. but those are.. :S really really sad.. anyways some guys from engineering decided to boycott the restaurant for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;service is bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food is bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant sleep there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant study there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant go in there and not buy food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant spend less then $6.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cant use laptops                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant be too noisy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant stay after 2.30pm cos that means more pay for their workers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;THEN.. we comprain about uni life itself.. oh which i would be brief in stating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;timetabling is bad.. we have like 3 hr breaks in the middle of everything for no reason&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;timetabling is bad.. again.. too long hrs in a row without breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lectures are too boring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lectures are too slow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lectures are too fast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too little taught in lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too much taught in lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following is the WHO's definition of health which we have had to memorise last week for the exam.. (and of which i have comepltely forgotten) ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"health is a state of complete physical, mental and social well-being and not merely the absence of disease or infirmity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, the above is a statment of how unbecoming studying in medicine has become. in view of the comp"r"ains that we have, how is it possible that we can remotely attain any form of good mental health. and being doctors in training, if we are not even healthy, how is it possible that we could wish our patients to be healthy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quote: i told my doctor"it hurts when i do that" he said "dont't do that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two ducks i met while studying in school: 1 is called peking duck, the other is called roast duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmkIVXSf19I/AAAAAAAAAAU/lWnyt2473VE/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmkIVXSf19I/AAAAAAAAAAU/lWnyt2473VE/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073595618331449298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-8255558045817374439?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/8255558045817374439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=8255558045817374439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8255558045817374439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/8255558045817374439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-comprain-lot.html' title='we comp&quot;r&quot;ain a lot..'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmkIVXSf19I/AAAAAAAAAAU/lWnyt2473VE/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17716587.post-5891040318203539636</id><published>2007-06-07T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:44:31.618+09:00</updated><title type='text'>loner's whingings of a mAd student</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmfmrHSf18I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IBClrT-3zo/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmfmrHSf18I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IBClrT-3zo/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073277133621548994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying 6 months in a course like medicine really belittles you. firstly, the course is MAD (no pun). the hrs are long.. like LONGGGGGGGGGGgggggg until u cant see the end.. like ehs.. 32 hrs long a week.? as a friend nicely reminded me the other day, he has only 14.. like dammit anyone.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, the course is hrd.. like hrd. ok, never mind the fact that i have almost zip bio knwledge before hand.. we do units such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;foundations of animal and human biology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;foundations of medical chemistry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;foundations of molecules genes and cells (or was it molecules cells and genes.. dammit)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;foundations of clinical practice..... and...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;introductory physics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;ok.. dun ask me why we learn bout animal biology, i have no idea as well.. every monday morning we cut up fetal pigs... :S medical chemistry is hrd.. like.. ok.. enthalpy enthropy etc.. am so dead.. lols.. MGC (or MCG) is jus lots of rope learning.. and clincial practice.. yes.. thats nothing like what you guys wouod think it is. we learn about the 123 different definitions of health, and along with that, the 54 others for epidemology etc.. which is totally random and .. yes.. random.. oh yes and vancouver style citation for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, physics.. i have no idea why medio's have to learn physics.. ok like.. its totally random and tangent.. furthermore the lectures are.. ZZZZzzzz.. the labs are ZZZzzz and the tute's well i dun go to tutes. well no i did go for.. ehs.. 1? no wait 2 tutes.. out of a possible 10 or so.. haha.. but anyways u get the idea.. the whole course is plain ZZZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*random tot: 20% of med students come out of the course homo... hms.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17716587-5891040318203539636?l=fallenblade89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/feeds/5891040318203539636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17716587&amp;postID=5891040318203539636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/5891040318203539636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17716587/posts/default/5891040318203539636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallenblade89.blogspot.com/2007/06/loners-whingings-of-mad-student.html' title='loner&apos;s whingings of a mAd student'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252234740915477745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/SYg5bs3qe3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/F15Bb0JONa0/S220/ring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jPQN-bCebEg/RmfmrHSf18I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2IBClrT-3zo/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
