made.good.again

a few good things during today’s exam:

ANNOUNCEMENTS: "Students, there is a slight change in Question 1: you only have to list your answers, you DON’T HAVE TO explain WHY". Was suffocating in the sudden rise of carbon dioxide levels in the cold stale air of Wilson Hall as every student gushed a sigh of relief, some even choking back tears. How often do you get a question shortened/made easier in an exam! I secretly suspect that a few people were disappointed, who had their pens poised to begin writing, thumbs licked ready to flick to the second page in case they ran out of lines to write on. Sigh, medical students. I remember the professor telling us in the first lecture on the first day of the first year of med school: "you go into the lecture hall, greet the Arts students hello and they’ll say hello back. You go into the Engineering faculty, say hello and they’d wave or smile back at you. You go into the Medical faculty lecture theatre, say hello, and they’ll WRITE DOWN hello."

BROKE THE RULES WITHOUT GETTING PENALIZED - it’s all about the context. Sneezed really loudly in the middle of the paper (how embarrassing) and naturally said "EXCUSE ME" after. Wow, didn’t get penalized for TALKING during the exams! Should try "I’m-so-sorry-everybody-please-accept-my-apology-I’m-having-a-cold" next time.

LAST WRITTEN PAPER OF THE ENTIRE COURSE: No joke, it’s oral exams for the rest of the year! Woohoo…

FISH HEAD MEEHOON SOUP: at Laksa King, Flemington Road. Was most impressed at my coursemate who ate the fish eye - and he’s Aussie!

MUMS ARE THE BEST: how thankful I am for a mum who has dedicated her whole morning, praying, from the beginning of my paper (including reading time) right till the end of it. Her prayers certainly transcended distances: "I prayed you’ll have God’s peace and wisdom, I prayed you’ll have a clear mind, I prayed you’ll finish on time today…" Ttt-hanks mum, I did, I did…

A.M.A.Z.I.N.G  L.O.V.E. I begin to understand more and more about God’s unconditional love from who mum is. Deep inside me, there is just a knowing that her love is not compromised, even in times when I haven’t done her proud. That has stood true for 24-years now, and more.

Was so proud of myself that I’d thought of such a clever catchphrase: "new kid on the blog". Such originality and authenticity, such a "Penny thing" to do - for those of you who know my style of humour… Till I decided to Google it and found a direct match of more than fourteen-thousand-and-five-hundred!! So many great minds thinking alike.

Just realized that you guys get a notification e-mail each time I update my blog (yay…it’s all part of my L.O.A ie Lack Of Attention scheme - NOT!). E-mailed friendster to ask if I could disable that and they said I can’t. But YOU can go to your "edit profile" page and click on "don’t wanna receive e-mail updates".

signed, your considerate friend…

I’m a bit of everything I think, so really, it’s hard to describe me.

People say I’m funny but that’s not true because I’m serious as well.

People used to say I was simply cute as a baby, but now they just simply say.

I must have evolved to be a more complex intelligent young lady many times desiring to return to mere simplicities of life.

My greatest strength as would’ve been demonstrated, is my humility. Honesty comes second.

Like everyone else, I was once young and foolish. Now? Just foolish.

Empty handed but alive in God’s hands.

…m a d e  g o o d  a g a i n…

In His eyes, I remain simply significant.

I’m not what people say I am, not even who I think I am.

I am simply who He’s made me to be. I am GOOD. Again.

"I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Psalm 139:14

pay more fees = study longer

study longer = longer semester

longer semester = later exams

later exams = later + shorter holidays

…and that’s just the QUANTITY…

So here am I seated in front of the screen typing on this newly created blog waiting for Paper 2 tomorrow (after I did Paper 1 today)… while the rest of the world are already starting to get bored of their loooooooong holidays.

Paper 1 was alright except for the last question when I had to write two stories of ethical dilemmas that doctors face. Got carried away fabricating the beautiful stories and couldn’t finish the question. I hope it at least proves that it was a REAL DILEMMA…

And of course who could forget the painful psychiatry question: "Why did the depressed woman feel better after taking the anti-depressants?"

Errr… same reason as why the chicken got to the other side of the road after crossing it?

I can’t blog!

Feels like I’m publishing my life on the web, or e-mailing thousands and thousands of people at the same time (well, potentially anyway). Forgive the narcissistic presumption.