germy.

Saturday, February 02, 2008

hello. haiii. the sky's looked threatening all day but nothing's happened! just rain la! anyway, I am dying. stuck in a vacuum of time. I don't like the time before exams. hahaha:) I really don't feel like studying anymore...and its only the end of week 2! haha but i shan't whine..its not like i've done that much today.

heheh in honour of chinese new year (which we are all sadly unable to celebrate back in singapore with friends and family), I made pineapple tarts today! they're not fantastic, but they taste ok:) heheh. and at least I feel there is some semblance of the festive cheer in the air now. but now my arm is kind of achy from chopping and hacking and stirring pineapple..hahah so lousy right. hey but i seriously chopped up a whole heap of pineapple. that reminds me..I promised my sister I would try to keep up with the exercise while in sydney..sorry jeh :( I will try harder!

In the last 2 weeks, I've sat in on clinics, seen many many lumps and bumps, exposed myself to radiation in the radiotherapy rooms, chased after grouchy doctors on ward rounds, been up to the prison ward! yes that was cool:) haha I didn't even realise the hospital had a prison ward. gosh. we had to enter several heavy doors..get past an intercom..sign in..deposit all our stuff before entering the jail-cell-like tall door with the "no firearms beyond this point" sign..the prisoner we saw was pretty nice actually; he let us lowly medical students palpate his abdomen. but it was quite sad also cos he had advanced cancer and only had a few weeks left :( anyway. when we left the room the guard yelled at the prisoner "don't move!not one step away from your bed!" :/

cancer..it just feels surreal somehow. what if it was someone I knew, or someone I really cared about? isn't it easier to suffer yourself, than to see people you love suffer? Its like that silly argument my parents used to have..about who would die first. my mum would insist that she wants to die first, then my dad would say thats selfish cos then he'd be left alone. hmmm. anyway, I vaguely remember something someone told me before. something C.S Lewis said about how God uses pain and anguish to shout at us "you there!remember me!" I suppose its during times of distress that we have to remind ourselves He's there for us.

~me~ at 6:37 PM

my search for verve

Saturday, February 02, 2008 hello. haiii. the sky's looked threatening all day but nothing's happened! just rain la! anyway, I am dying. stuck in a vacuum of time. I don't like the time before exams. hahaha:) I really don't feel like studying anymore...and its only the end of week 2! haha but i shan't whine..its not like i've done that much today. heheh in honour of chinese new year (which we are all sadly unable to celebrate back in singapore with friends and family), I made pineapple tarts today! they're not fantastic, but they taste ok:) heheh. and at least I feel there is some semblance of the festive cheer in the air now. but now my arm is kind of achy from chopping and hacking and stirring pineapple..hahah so lousy right. hey but i seriously chopped up a whole heap of pineapple. that reminds me..I promised my sister I would try to keep up with the exercise while in sydney..sorry jeh :( I will try harder! In the last 2 weeks, I've sat in on clinics, seen many many lumps and bumps, exposed myself to radiation in the radiotherapy rooms, chased after grouchy doctors on ward rounds, been up to the prison ward! yes that was cool:) haha I didn't even realise the hospital had a prison ward. gosh. we had to enter several heavy doors..get past an intercom..sign in..deposit all our stuff before entering the jail-cell-like tall door with the "no firearms beyond this point" sign..the prisoner we saw was pretty nice actually; he let us lowly medical students palpate his abdomen. but it was quite sad also cos he had advanced cancer and only had a few weeks left :( anyway. when we left the room the guard yelled at the prisoner "don't move!not one step away from your bed!" :/ cancer..it just feels surreal somehow. what if it was someone I knew, or someone I really cared about? isn't it easier to suffer yourself, than to see people you love suffer? Its like that silly argument my parents used to have..about who would die first. my mum would insist that she wants to die first, then my dad would say thats selfish cos then he'd be left alone. hmmm. anyway, I vaguely remember something someone told me before. something C.S Lewis said about how God uses pain and anguish to shout at us "you there!remember me!" I suppose its during times of distress that we have to remind ourselves He's there for us. ~me~ at 6:37 PM
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