Archive for March, 2007

It’s 122, time to say Adieu for now

Sunday, March 25th, 2007

School term is almost over, except for our last posting
which starts tomorrow until sometime in May and then, our PRCP will commence
henceforth.

 

In retrospect, I have enjoyed my 2 years at NYP despite the
hectic and stressful schedule. It was the truth when I told the class on our
last day that, it was only at NYP that I had 100% attendance and it was because
of them.

 

Throughout my younger academic years I’ve always been sickly
and hated school, I was not motivated at all to study. Life was quite
depressing for me then. I was always on MC so much that I earned the nick ‘MC-Queen’.
Even though some of the times I was not really sick.

 

Funny how it is that at NYP, I actually found myself quite
motivated to study and also enjoyed the company of almost everyone I came
across. Almost. Heh. So, it is with much heartache that 2 years passed by so
quickly and all of my classmates will have to start their slave-bond for the
next 2-3 years at their chosen hospital.

 

Similarly for me, I will be at SGH for the next 2-3 years
and hopefully, I have found the career that will actually suit me.

 

It is also ironic that it is only now, at this age and time,
that I actually feel excited and that my future is positively stretched out
before me. I forget that I am only 3-2 years shy of reaching 30.

 

Unbelievable. My emotional capacity is that of a 20 year old
but with a mental reasoning of a 27 year old. Unlike the first time I graduated
from TP eons ago, then, I did not see a future at all. I was just going through
life the way my parents dictated was ‘safe’ and ‘normal’ for me. Life had no
future so much so that even when I went on a holiday with my sister, I believed
my life was going to end in a plane crash. So bleak then. Even after graduating
from uni, I felt nothing. To me, it was just another ‘pat on the back’ for my
parents and another reason to be indebted to them.

 

However, now is different. I feel different about the
future. For once, I am going to do something I want and not be indebted to my
parents for it. If I fall somewhere along the way, I will pick myself up, as I
always did but, not need to hear them say ‘I told you so’.

 

Therefore, come this June when PRCP finally ends, I intend
to burn myself out pretty fast but, move on just as quickly because by 30, I
would have left another 20-25 years of independent mobility. I want to end my
life happy, knowing that I did so much and learnt just as much.

 

I know some people want a family and 2-3 kids by the time
they reach 30s, but to me, self fulfillment is necessary to ensure my future
generation benefits the most from me. I do not want to leave a legacy of
regrets behind for my next generation to grow up in.

 

So, this may be my last posting on this blog until perhaps,
after my PRCP. Till then.

E = MC2

Friday, March 9th, 2007

Where C is for Celeritas, and the speed of light =
627miles/hour.

 

Imagine as Albert Eistein had, once, we can see ourselves in
the mirror because of reflected light traveling to the mirror and returning to
our eyes, it is therefore static. However if we moved at the same speed of
light, what happens to the reflected light? Is it still static?

 

Life is energy too. There is a beginning, peak and slide to
nothingness, but that is only because of the shell that contains this energy.
Much like Faraday’s law where M = mass.

 

In other words, our very physical being is the mass. This
shell is the other force against the environmental energy.

 

That is why when we die, our body weighs much lighter then
when we are alive? If it has been proven that when water is poured into any
container shape, it’ll assume the shape of its holder and, its visual
occupation can be seen through the 2 opposing forces that keeps traveling.

 

Just thinking about it makes me wonder if the world of The Matrix
could possibly be real. The idea is not an impossibility if we started a school
of thought along the same lines as Einstein’s.

The Sociological Impact of Ms Wee’s post mortem

Friday, March 9th, 2007

Today, we met with our Sociology lecturer for a ‘post-mortem’
of our presentation last week.

 

Ms Wee already told us that she had a grade in mind to give
us and this was our chance to make it a better grade. In my mind, this was a
chance to defend our position-why we tackled the issue the way we did. Alas,
for at least a few mins, no one said anything until I commented that I thought
our presentation was too fast. (ie. Too little time, too much to say) – yes, I
should have just shut up but the silence was too much and it would seem to Ms
Wee that we were not even trying to improve on our grades, since knowing that
we probably did not score very well.

 

I may not be thinking along the same lines as everyone else
I guess, when I spoke up. To others, this opportunity provided by Ms Wee was a
hassle and a ‘oh shit’ moment (I am in agreement here) but, I also thought that
it would be silly for none of us to say something about our presentation. After
all, she was giving us a chance to say something. True, that if we just kept
quiet Ms Wee would just debrief and dismiss us early but then, it would have
really made the meeting a hassle to even sit through.

 

This was an especially tough presentation for us. Our group
spent 3-4 weeks coming up with “issues” that we thought Ms Wee wanted (even
though we were not sure). Drats, we even had a conference chat about it on MSN
and actually discussed loads of stuff from AIDS to KIDNEY problems and finally,
back to congenital defects.

 

Mel took the initiative to analyze it, form our areas of
focus and break it up into sections. All of us had to select the section we
wanted and come up with something. I thought this was progress, however some
others may not agree.

 

As I had the fortunate experience of heading our group the
last 2 semester, I totally agreed with this method of work delegation because,
I have learnt (from experience) that this was the ONLY way to get work done. I
had tried the “let’s all hash our brains together and come up with an idea that
is unique and creative and etc” method and it fell through because not everyone
would be in agreement with so and so idea and so forth. It did not get us
anywhere and we ended up wasting precious time. So delegating work (although
autocratic) works. The lesser complications and challenges, the better it
seemed.

 

As adults, I expect the team members to initiate their own
discussions about areas they were not clear about. They do not have to wait
till a group meeting to discuss such issues. What Mel did and Jun approved was
correct, in my opinion.

 

On a hindsight though, I guess all of us forgot the subject
matter when we were sharing our findings. This, I would admit was a mistake on
my part – not that I am an expert in the field of sociology.

 

Out of 6 members in the team, not one of us realized it. We
were each so engrossed in our own part and wanting to present our precious
points that we ended up forgetting the main thing. When I redid my whole slide
to a diagrammatic format, I had actually consciously told myself that I should
talk about the family and apply aid to them as a family. And I did. However,
when everyone was rehearsing their stuff, I should have caught on that we were
not fully there yet but I didn’t. I will admit that, half the time I could not
really understand what was being discussed but everyone looked like they knew
their part except me and, they looked like they knew what I was saying when I
was not fully sure if I was even on the right track because it seemed like I had
so many things to talk about, besides, I always appear to complicate things.

 

Alright, so let’s talk about timing. Ms Wee asked how we
could have done something about it. In actuality, we finished a few mins before
the stipulated 25 mins.

 

True, I agreed with Ben that maybe more than 1 person could have
covered the more important point instead of covering so many points per person.
However, it was an important point which our group wanted to present and, it
was being covered by 3 people. As Mel had pointed out during our earlier
rehearsals then that, the aspects of neonatal loss were the issues in our
anticipatory grieving. She had already tried to concise the points to the more
relevant ones when she presented it to us to select the parts we wanted to
cover. What Ms Wee was trying to tell us was that, the point was not wrong but
the emphasis was.

 

Similarly, I had felt that my part was pretty heavy because I
had lots to say. In fact, my initial speech was 3 pages long and I actually had
new points, theories and application examples in it too.

 

If anyone had the more important bit to cover then, I would
not be ashamed to say that it should be me. I mean-blardy hell, Application was
10 marks alone and I was covering conclusion as well! If I was wrong from the
first word out of my mouth then, I was wrong ALL the way and I would not even
have another person to salvage that section since there was only 1 person
covering it. I did not even realize how heavy it was till after I chose the
section and read the marking criteria. You don’t hear me telling everyone else
to cut short their time instead, I recognized the need to tailor my bits to
flow with the rest and not do a ‘KGian’ during my conclusion and, I still assumed
to have 3 mins as my base timing even though I had warned the others that I
might take more than that.  If I had to
cut short my sentences, then so be it-as long as the point is out.

 

So, I do see Ms Wee’s point in that even with 20-25 mins, we
would have been able to get our message across as long as we had the right
emphasis.

 

What bugged me about the whole meeting was the fact that it
seemed like Ms Wee was highlighting the areas that she wanted clarifications
on-at me and Noras. It was unnerving how everyone just sat there and not try to
say something, anything then. I would have if she had said something other than
the fact that the application bit could have been further expanded on. Thankfully,
Noras and Elaine spoke up to clarify their position in answering the way they
did for their parts.

 

After the meeting, suddenly everyone had loads to say …

 

Funny isn’t it how in retrospect, all if us believed we
could have done better.

 

Today, I went to Suntec with Noras and the guys as well and,
I learnt that Kee How is truly a master of anything that moves-be it a
simulated helicopter or Cessna or even a old modeled manual car.

 

We spent about 4 hours at the IT fair and thankfully, I got
my ink cartridge and external HDD all below $130. Good!

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<-Eh? Where’s Kee How??



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<-Oh there he is…totally shagged



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<-Tom Yam rejuvenation therapy….

 

7 Conversations about Nothing

Friday, March 2nd, 2007

Food, I love food.

A)Do I eat to live? or B) Live to eat?
I’d like to say that, without one or the other, there will not be the existence of food. So, it would be pretty silly to choose only one option. Similarly, for anyone to force another to choose is, a pure retard. How can you choose to-eat to live and, not live to eat? Pure oxymoron…okay I am digressing here. The main thing I wanted to talk about is FOOD.

What is the difference between:
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<-Dan Ryan’s buffalo wings and…

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<-Billy Bomber’s buffalo wings.

DR’s had good presentation and thick sauce covering the wings whilst, BB’s wings were bigger, succulent and had uneven spread of sauce.

Taste-wise: Billy Bomber’s stood out for the tenderness of the chicken wings and the slightly bitter-tangy taste of its sauce reminiscent of BBQ sauces. Dan Ryan’s chicken wings were also tender but smaller and harder to ‘dissect’ with a fork and knife, also, the sauce tasted more tomato-ish.

The difference between:
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<-Choice A

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<-Choice B

Choice A is from a Hong Kong inspired cafe at Cineleisure. It is said to serve hong kong style dishes and even had waitresses who spoke cantonese.

Choice B is prepared by my mom, who took all of 10 minutes to whip up, using left overs (black sauce mushroom and sliced abalone) while the vege was freshly boiled.

My preference is of course mom’s. I get to eat Hong Kong styled noodles for free whenever my mom is in the mood to be creative.

Taste-wise, mom’s receipe still win hands down. She knows just the right amount of toppings and seasonings to add in. I remembered slurping up her noodles so fast that I believe I am no different from a little piglet.

2 Stalks of flowers-its time to celebrate!

Friday, March 2nd, 2007

After a tense and orally exhausting Wednesday morning, it
was time to celebrate the birthday of an auntie.

 

It was May’s XXth  birthday
and the 6 of us-Jun,CT,Nicole,Elaine, Mel and myself decided to treat her to a
meal at Dan Ryan’s.

 

Thankfully, it was a particularly cold day with the rain
falling non-stop and, the skies remaining overcast for most of the day. It was
the perfect setting and reason to remain at Dan Ryan’s for almost 3 hours,
chatting, laughing and enjoying a good meal.

 

Menu:

Buffalo Wings

Calamarie

Nachos

Fish and Chips

Linguine in white clam sauce

Club BLT sandwich

Soup

 

Mel even arranged for the staff to surprise May with ice
cream and brownie.

 

We also had Hagen Daaz Ice cream from the parlour just along
the walkway towards the MRT just before we had to call it a night and, return
to the dreary reality of an 8am class the next morning.

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<-THe happy smiling people!


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<-it is not a celebration if there’s no food like these…


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<-the birthday girl!