argh.

its that time of the week where i have to book in again.

i dont think i'll ever get use to the feeling of shitty-ness whenever sunday night comes rolling by. man, i hope the week passes by quickly.

saw monster-in-law today, which is way better than madagascar by the way. very hilarious stuff i tell ya. lopez is definitely a better actor then she is a singer. at least thats my two cents worth.

so yea, that was basically today for me: watched a show, ate a late dinner and now blogging.

i have an extravagant existence.

guess what you lot?

i got the MOE teaching award.

yay you say? not quite.

sure its great that i received this award and all. everything paid for or subsidised. real burden of parents i tell ya.
but now i got more stuff to face.

i need to see if what i planned out for myself is honkey dorey with MOE cos i'll be teaching biology and my back up subject will be chemistry (although i'm wondering if i should change it to math). basically the nus life i planned out for myself must be approved by the MOE.

so yea, more kinks to work out.

took a cab (as is usually the case nowadays) to singapore general hospital for some sorta checkup, and yes i got another one of those weird taxi drivers.

this one had a tendency to burp, smile and laugh to himself and, now here's the cherry on this baby, to mutter cheeby (yes the very profanity) every minute or two.

so a minute in his cab would be something like this:

*burp*.... *smiles and laughs softly to himself*.... cheeby.... *burp*.... *smiles and laughs softly to himself while muttering cheeby*... *suppresses a burp to mutter cheeby making him laugh quietly to himself in the process*...

and so on and so forth with different variations of this oddity.

freaky shit i tell ya. how he got a licence is beyond me.

4 days mc!

woohoo!!

burnt lips never felt so good.

now who ever said alcohol was bad for you?

i've got stuff to blog but i am really lazy to do it, so i'll do it in point form:


1. i didnt get into med school. damn asses. but heck i'm rather okay about it. i got into nus science and am deciding if i should do a double major or not; life science (biomedical sciences) and chemistry. but i'm definitely going for honours in life sciences (bio med sciences). its just the chemistry bit. still working out the kinks.

2. i totally burned my lips on a sumbucca, a flaming alcoholic drink. it was so stupid and just plain scary. for further embarrassing details, kindly refer to kit's blog.

3. stayed over at daph's place yesterday with mel and kit. watched the first 5 episodes of desperate housewives and basically just slacked and had fun. the usual.

4. college day went fine. the speech was okay and i got a $50 popular voucher. sheesh, popular. i wanted something from borders or kinokuniya. ah well...

5. heard dont phunk with my heart from black eyed peas? no? well what the hell are you waiting for? its fantastic! i have no idea why i like it so much, but the song just makes me wanna move. its a shame that i cant dance to save my life. so i'm gonna take up dancing after the army. and i'm not talking about those ballroom dances. i'm talking about hip hop and well club kinda dancing. it'll be so much fun.

well this week has been preety much laxed.

oh and if you guys are wondering why this little indian soldier can blog on a thursday evening, thats because i usually have nights off every tuesday and thursday and both of my aunts place are nearby. so i seize the opportunity to get my feel of technology.

can you blame me?

okay, where was i again...? oh yes, nothing.

yup basically this week was just nothing. nothing nothing nothing.
well not exactly nothing, we washed the toilet alot and we set traps to catch mice which took up residence in the office.

yes ladies and gentlemen, that's what i did in the army this week; washed the toilet and caught some mice.

fufilling.

i hate technology; well the ones that i cant handle at least.

and let me just tell you that just about covers almost everything. i said almost!

my newly purchased mp3 creative mini thingy is finally working. after almost two days of trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with it (or me) i finally got it up and running.

computers just hate me.

a shout out to melvo: thank you for enduring my stupidity. but dude you do have to speak up when on the phone man. you sound like a nymph trying to use a cordless.

songs.
there are so many different kinda songs; the ones you love, the ones you hate, the ones that have special meaning to you, the ones you simply cannot understand why people actually bother listening to, the ones which make no sense, the ones which have no lyrics, the headbangers, the hipshakers, the groovemakers...

then there are the ones that remind you of certain people. you have no idea why this happened or why this song or how long this relationship between song and person will last or if it'll just die out tomorrow.

but when its there, its excrutiating, especially when the person is no longer there. you just wanna turn away from the music, shut your ears or just change the station but you cant bring yourself to do so.

you start feeling all shitty, listening to the lyrics word for word. then, as ineveitable as dawn will come, you start missing this person.

it sucks.

just came back from the medical interview. man oh man, were they demanding.

the first one was the scariest and the thougher one of the two.
so i'll talk about the second one first.

it was not that bad.
questions that were directed were easily answered. they asked stuff like:
"do you feel that you are at a disadvantage since you are from TPJC compared to the rest who are from more prestigious colleges?"
"what makes you think you'll make a good doctor?"

basically i had to put a price tag to my head and the value had better be astronomical. even though it was disturbing to actually sell yourself, i managed.

the first one was... well... i'll just get straight into it.

i mentioned that i had interest in paediatrics, and so this evil doctor gave me this weird scenario:
"supposing you had a child come in that had been in an accident. however she is a jehovah's witness and is against blood transfusion. her parent would rather have her die and go to heaven than to go through a transfusion. what would you do?"

i was freking stumped for a few seconds.

i told them i would argue for it and make them face the harsh reality that their daughter would freaking die, those bitches.
but other than that, if i cant force them into making her have one and if they are adamant, i cant do anything about it now can i? i cant disrespect thier religion.

it was a tough question and a horrible situation to be put in, and horrifyingly, stuff like that happens in singapore.

i didnt know if the answer was appropriate (i had the feeling that it wasnt the best one though) but i have tried my best and well, now i have to play the age old waiting game with the lot of them.

tick tock.

this week has been preety blah.
nothing much has happened.

all my interviews are coming up soon, starting of with medicine on wednesday.
hope that goes honkey dorey.