The Road through my Fucked Up Life.

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Holy Thursday

Sorry for the late update. Nothing seemed to happen in this Fucked up Life of mine. So it ain't my fault. ...Or maybe it is, for not taking the iniatiative to make my life interesting.

Lazy mah...

But just yesterday something happened. Yup... like the above, yesterday was Holy Thursday. To those who doesn't know, Holy Thursday is something observed by the Catholic Church and is ranked somewhere like the 6th Sunday of Easter or The Day David Killed Goliath. It's funny how the Catholics seemed to have a special day for everything in the Bible. The day Lazarus died, the day Jesus walked on water... They even have days to celebrate when a saint is sainted. (Sheena told me it's not SAINTED, it's CANNONNIZED. Sounds more like CARBONIZED)

Richard: "That's why they only have 365 saints. One for each day of the year.

But I digress.

As I was saying, Holy Thursday is only observed by the Catholic Church, and me being a METHODIST with a streak of ANTI-CATHOLICSM (rhymes with ALCOHOLISM), Holy Thursday was supposed to be as significant to me as my birthday is to someone in the deep jungles of Amazon.

But I tagged along with my friends (be being a curious bitch and all, and has a boyfriend who is UNfortunately a Catholic) to see what is this big hoo-ha was all about.

And man, it was not like I have expected.

Oh wait, I have not explained what is Holy Thursday all about. Holy Thursday, the day before Good Friday, and those who read their Bibles would know that it was the day the Last Supper happened.

And the Catholic Church being stiff with all those symbolism thingy, the Priest actually washed the feet of 12 men to symbolize how Christ had washed the feet of his 12 disciples.

But before I go into that, I'll give you a brief timeline of what happened through that night.

We left at 7 and arrived to find no parking at all. Duh!! But by God's grace, we managed to find one just in front of Jeremy's car (actually was YeeP who lended him and not me. HRMPH!!!). The church was full and we had to sit outside, which was a bit funny and langsung don have the whole 'HOLY CHURCH' feeling. But never mind la.

Then began the whole ritual, you know la... the altar boys enter, the Priest enter, bless the altar and all that. The sermon left me confused and was "HUH???" all the way thru. The Father spoke of LACK OF PRIESTS LEADS TO MASS EXTINCTION (get the joke?)

The gist of it is that Priests are needed to hold mass, or eucuris as the Father said. Why? Because kononnya only a Priest or anyone higher than a Priest can change a piece of bread to the Body of Christ and a cup of Wine (Ribena) to the Blood of Christ. Which I would reply "Utter #$ll%^&t".

And he took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, "This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me."
The reason we do the Holy Communion is this, but why does only the descendants of Peter (aka Priests) is only the one capable of changing that piece of bread to the Body of Christ? The Bible is for all us, Jesus is telling all of us to "do this in remembrance of me." Who agrees with me, say AY!!!!


And then the Priest started the whole Passover thing, including the one where Jesus washes the feet of his disciples. I first thought everyone would get their feets washed. I mean, everyone gets a holy communion, so why not everyone gets a washing of the feet? It's quiet easy actually. Everyone just steps into a pool and a wahla, mass feet washing (pun intended).

But instead, the Priest only washed 12 men's feet, acting out the scene. He washes it, dries it, gives it utmost care like how a diabetic patient is supposed to care for his feet, and finally kisses it. The thought running through my mind was "What if the guy got diabetic foot? Gangrenous with boils and ulcers" Yuck.

Then it was the breaking of the bread and taking of the Holy Communion. But on Holy Thursday, got extra stuff. The bread is carried to the Tabernacle as the lights dimmed and silence fall. The crucifix was covered with purple robes and thus began the night vigil and the moment of silent adoration began.

Kononnya a huge group of ppl will be praying in front of the Tabernacle through the night, just like how the Disciples waited with Jesus in the Garden of Gesthame. I was wondering if someone would come and kiss the door and the door flies open and we hear a loud voice "You betray me with a kiss?"

Haha, ya right!!

Then Sheena gave us 15 minutes to do our own silent adoration (I'm like the only non Catholic in the group) and I was like what the heck, let's just play along. I got blessed by the Priest anyway. Feels good.

Richard: My version of silent adoration is to sleep.

But to tell you guys the truth, nothing feels better than just kneeling before the Cross, the feel the Holy Spirit stir your soul and you feel this utmost adoration for the Man who died to save you. That night, I felt the burden He had carried, the pain of the thorns and the feeling He had to go through for being forsaken by God. I cried for Him and for me.

Before the Cross, I wondered why would a suppossedly good God let His only Son suffer so much? John 3:16 gives the reply. Look it up, for all those who doesn't know what it is.

But was it worth it? For this type of people who kills one another, rapes one another... for a sinner like ME who knows no repentance? Was the Blood shed worth it? I wondered, if He had not died that day, where would I be now?

But one thing for sure, I'll never reget the day I took Him into my life, received him as my Savior and the Lord of my Life. He died on the Cross for me, a sinner he didnot knew back then, and although I had to thank Him for it, it still pains me to think that it was not worth it. Blood was shed for one like me? When was I ever that precious? Am I worth the blood of the Lamb?

But I'll never regret the day I took Him in as my Personal Lord and Savior. I look back at that day and cried at the joy of salvation. Because of that cross, I am made anew, and I will always look back on that day when I was reborn and Christ entered my life and changed it forever. And now I cry at the thought of Him ever leaving me, forsaking me. Will he?

*sniff sniff, take huge breath, wipe away tears*

Ok, enuff of that bulu roma naik thingy. On the way back from dinner(supper) with the whole gang (it was the Passover Feast!!!!), I had a long(from PJ to IMU) talk with Sheena about the whole thing. She told me about how things will be from tonight on till Easter Sunday.

On the morning of Good Friday, the 'Body' of Christ will be taken out of the tabernacle and the light will be switched off. The 'light' indicates that the Body of Christ is in the house and no light, means no Christ. The crucifix is covered up and there are no flowers, nothing cheery in the Church. All is sombre and Sheena told me that it was really depressing (she finds joy and peace in having Christ in the house).

Well, I've never been to a Good Friday mass, so don't ask me.

On Saturday Night, Easter Vigil, people will stay up through the night to pray, to wait for Christ's resurrection. I wondered which part of the Bible those that signify, as no one waited for the resurrection as they did not know.

Vasan's answer to that: "Now we know mah..."

Oh...

And on Sunday morning, the whole church will be transformed. The choir will be singing, the crucifix will be there, flowers will deck every pew and everywhere. The Priest is dressed in His best, everyone is happy and cheerful. To Sheena, the greatest part is the Light will be on (got light, got Christ). Man, I wish I will be joining them for Easter Mass. Never been to a Catholic one. Seemed wonderful.

And there was the baptism part of Easter. Catholic can only get baptist on Easter. I find it a bit dumb. Why Easter? John the Baptist baptised people and Christ not on Easter. Christ goes around baptising people, not on Easter. So what is the significant of baptism and Easter?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but the rest of the world gets baptised on any ordinary day. I pity those Catholics, they can only get baptised once a year. If they missed this year's, they have to wait the whole year for another one. And what if the poor guy dies during that wait?

Vasan told me that they will baptised him if he was dying. But what if he met with an accident and died? It doesn't seem fair, becos the poor guy will not be baptised and he will not be considered a Catholic. Poor kid (gotta spend time in Purgartory, haha...)

Vasan said that before the guy dies, he just have to say, "I believe."

Imagine the person on the verge of heart attack, or a car is veering towards him, or a bullet is flying towards his head, and he had to say, "I believe."???? Seemed a little strange. You'll probably be struggling, no thoughts entering your mind!!!


Anyway... just want to talk a little about IMU CF's Easter Celebration. Check out here, here and here to find out more about how we got a doughnut paid by a guy who did push ups for it. I would probably stop and feel bad, but the guy happened to be that guy. So too bad la. I would like more doughnuts, Mr David. As long as that guy do the push ups for it. I'm serious.

And Jonathan gave a nice slide show about Easter. He was introducing the cast: Jesus, Judas, the Sanhedrins, the Roman guards. And I went like, "Where's the rabbit?" Just for the fun of it la.


Lectures up in like 2 minutes. Gotta go. Happy Easter to all my passengers. And thank you God for the day You died for me. Amen.

(It's raining. We were doing PBL and suddenly a crash of lightning. Didn't something like this happened 2000 years ago on the exact same day?)

Salvation by faith is something everyone should
have an equal oppurtunity of obtaining.
- Billy Lee Black, Xenogears

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What the FUCK???

Click on title to get to this site about fur farming. Check out the video. Animals are farmed for their fur and they skin the animal alive so the fur remains fresh and unblemished. They fucking skin the animal ALIVE!!! A-L-I-V-E, ALIVE!!!!

Imagine if I perform a groin flap or skin graft without general anaesthasia or local. If humans can do it on animals, why not let a human perform it on another human being. Since we are all mamalia in the kingdom of animalia? Do unto your neighbour what he does unto you.

I know you guys don't own fur at home (you guys better fucking dont) so it doesn't concern you all, but still, just thinking about the cruelty of mankind, I wonder is it a mistake for God to create humans?

After all, this place would be a far far better place if the homo sapiens remained uncivilized and go around hunting animals and being hunted. They would still remain humble and not so high and fucking mighty, walking like they fucking own the world or something.


This brings me to the debate we had on thurs, motion being TH would ban experiments on animals. Someone came up with the point: We don't know if animals really do suffer in this experiments.

In my mind was going, Wow, bullshit of the year. I wonder if I remove that fella's pituituary gland, that guy will still run about like a rat without its pituituary gland removed. (That was the example given)

What gives humans the fucking right to perform such cruelty to the lesser beings? Don't give me the bullshit about how God gave us dominion over all creatures in the sky, land and sea. Sure He gave us dominion, like He gives the father of the family a right over the family, but the father doesn't go around torturing his children right? Similarly, He did not give us the right to torture these animals, to cause them pain. God would be a really sadistic God if He allows such atricocy to be performed by His creation unto His creations.


Ok, very short post. Need to go to CF. Will ponder over this case of humans vs. animals rights (dont bullshit about animals having no rights). Check out the link and give comments, ok.

Does one really need the power to destroy everything?
-Fei Fong Wong, Xenogears

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On the Kama Sutra...

This conversation transpired between me, Chin and CK yesterday.
Me: Hey, CK, what do you think is the Kama Sutra?
CK: Chants.
Chin: Chants?
CK: Yup. Aaaaahhhhhh (monotonously) Sutra ma.
Me: No. its OOOOHHHHMMMM (monotonously)
CK: No, its aaaahhhhh (like a guy on the verge of orgasm)
Me: Hahaha, true. So you wanna read it?
CK: Yup.
Chin: So can practice chant.

This post is to clarify a few things about the Kama Sutra, as many of my friends had high expectations of what to expect this famous book written by Vatsyayana.

I bet you guys too have your own expectations. Most of my friends have the below:
- A lot of erotic pictures
- Can get turn on by it
- A lot of naked girls around
- All about different sexual positions (hundreds over)

But I have to warn you that I'm sorry, but those expectations will become disappointments once you understand what the Kama Sutra is really about.

Kama Sutra, sanskrit for Aphorisms of Love, is the Sutra of the God of Love, Kama. Written in ancient India, it is essentially a technical guide, a scholarly treatise if you will, to sexual enjoyment and other sensual pleasures. It also contains profound historical and anthropological insights into the mores and customs of ancient India.

You guys will be surprised by how markedly different the cultural paradigms presented in the Kama Sutra are from those of today. Back in those days, sex is something that is holy, it is sacred and is worshipped. And its more that just the motion itself. Each position depicts something sepcial, and in different culture, used differently.

In Tao, sex is like TAI CHI, letting the qi to flow between partners that will lead to increased vitality and better health (depending which position). Sex lets the yin and yang energy of the partners to balance out. In Tantric, sex is part of YOGA. It lets the spirit flow between the partners, leading to better relaxation and a more peaceful mind (also depend on position). In the Kama Sutra, sex is used to bring a husband and wife closer and enjoy a better relationship together.

But now... sex = porn. Sheesh.

Now to deal with all the expectations:
A lot of erotic pictures
I'm sorry to say, but the number of 'erotic pictures' are really few (about 100 plus plus) but it's more of an art piece than porn. Like those marble statues carved by Rennaisance artists or something you see at the Lourve.

Can get turn on by it
Sure, it can sure turn you on if you get aroused by inventories and lists of things.

A lot of naked girls around (grow up Raymond)
Most pictures, the ladies are partially clothed, so sorry, no full naked girls.

All about different sexual positions (hundreds over)
Sad to say, but Kama Sutra is not only about different sexual positions. The chapter on it is only one short snippet from the entire book.

That deals with all the expectations.

Which leads to the chapters of the Kama Sutra:

PART I: INTRODUCTORY
1 Preface
2 Observations on the three worldly attainments of Virtue, Wealth, and Love
3 On the study of the Sixty-four Arts
4 On the Arrangements of a House, and Household Furniture; and about the Daily Life of a Citizen, his Companions, Amusements, etc.
5 About classes of Women fit and unfit for Congress with the Citizen, and of Friends, and Messengers

PART II: ON SEXUAL UNION
1 Kinds of Union according to Dimensions, Force of Desire, and Time; and on the different kinds of Love
2 Of the Embrace
3 On Kissing
4 On Pressing or Marking with the Nails
5 On Biting, and the ways of Love to be employed with regard to Women of different countries
6 On the various ways of Lying down, and the different kinds of Congress
7 On the various ways of Striking, and of the Sounds appropriate to them
8 About females acting the part of Males
9 On holding the Lingam in the Mouth
10 How to begin and how to end the Congress. Different kinds of Congress, and Love Quarrels

PART III: ABOUT THE ACQUISITION OF A WIFE
1 Observations on Betrothal and Marriage
2 About creating Confidence in the Girl
3 Courtship, and the manifestation of the feelings by outward signs and deeds
4 On things to be done only by the Man, and the acquisition of the Girl thereby. Also what is to be done by a Girl to gain over a Man and subject him to her
5 On the different Forms of Marriage

PART IV: ABOUT A WIFE
1 On the manner of living of a virtuous Woman, and of her behaviour during the absence of her Husband
2 On the conduct of the eldest Wife towards the other Wives of her Husband, and of the younger Wife towards the elder ones. Also on the conduct of a Virgin Widow remarried; of a Wife disliked by her Husband; of the Women in the King's Harem; and of a Husband who has more than one Wife

PART V: ABOUT THE WIVES OF OTHER PEOPLE
1 On the Characteristics of Men and Women, and the reason why Women reject the Addresses of Men. About Men who have Success with Women, and about Women who are easily gained over
2 About making Acquaintance with the Woman, and of the efforts to gain her over
3 Examination of the State of a Woman's mind
4 The Business of a Go-Between
5 On the Love of Persons in authority with the Wives of other People
6 About the Women of the Royal Harem, and of the keeping of one's own Wife

PART VI: ABOUT COURTESANS
1 Of the Causes of a Courtesan resorting to Men; of the means of Attaching to herself the Man desired, and the kind of Man that it is desirable to be acquainted with
2 Of a Courtesan living with a Man as his Wife
3 Of the Means of getting Money; of the Signs of a Lover who is beginning to be Weary, and of the way to get rid of him
4 About a Reunion with a former Lover
5 Of different kinds of Gain
6 Of Gains and Losses, attendant Gains and Losses, and Doubts; and lastly, the different kinds of Courtesans

PART VII: ON THE MEANS OF ATTRACTING OTHERS TO ONE'S SELF
1 On Personal Adornment, subjugating the hearts of others, and of tonic medicines
2 Of the means of exciting Desire, and of the ways of enlarging the Lingam. Miscellaneous Experiments and Receipts

As you can see, Kama Sutra is not just a book about sexual positions. It contains a lot of other things deemed worthy in those times and now forgotten and lost. For example the 64 arts which is important for a lady to know (those interested, get it from me).

Kama Sutra something more like a guide to getting love, ancient it may be. But somehow through the courses of time, only the 'positions' chapters get published and get the attention of the society.

Sheesh, grow up ppl.

Anyway, I've been looking forward to get the whole complete collection of the Eastern Art of Sex books. Which is like the Kama Sutra, interesting to read and reveals plenty of lost secrets in the ancient art of being a good woman. Mwahaha...
1. Kama Sutra - India
2. Perfume Garden - Arab
3. Japanese Art - Japan
4. Tao and Sensual Massage - China
5. Tantric Sexual Secrets - India kua... something about Yoga.
Interesting...


Kama Sutra, the poor misunderstood book. But I hope with this post, I would clarify that Kama Sutra is not a porn book, but something more like an art, on paper and as a half of a couple.

So anyone interested?

PS: KR, you want positions? I have another book which you did not read yet. Interested?

To spur you guys further on, what about a few sites which can be easily gotten thru google.com.
- Kama Sutra Animated (I find this so cute)
- Tantra Tantric Sex (Interesting find)
- A Free Illustrated Guide to the Kama Sutra

I speak with passion, from the heart! That's what matters most!
- Laguna Loire, Final Fantasy VIII

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Road paved on 1:55 PM |

I'm BACK!!!! and school SUCKS!!!

Yup, your Captain's back and ready to fly this little plane through the journey of a fucked up life. And guess what, school reopens today, with a English test nonetheless.

Before going into everything else, let me just brief you on what we did on Friday and then what we did after that.


Friday, Last Day.
We woke up early to get to CMCT to sign the guestbook, and after that, it was off to Higginsbotham to get our books. It was a huge disappointment, really. There was no fantasy section, the fiction section was too small for comfort and the medical books were expensive like hell.

So we headed to Madras Medical College, where there was 1 medical bookstore where we went shopping spree for medical books. When we got home to pack, my luggage weighed a ton and need two man to load it unto the taxi. Sad.

So what medical books did I buy?
1. Davidsons RM90
2. MERCK RM120
3. Oxford Clinical... RM31
4. Netters RM160
5. Snell RM150
Not bad at all, I would say.

When I went to Chennai, my bag weighed about 16kg not inculding the food we packed. When I returned it was 33kg. You guys do the maths about how heavy were the books.

Anyway, I'm a happy kid.

Grass and I stoned till about 11 o'clock the next morning. I had nasi lemak (m'sian food the best) and for lunch, good, delicious, BAH KUT TEH!!! After 2 weeks of vegetarian meals, MEAT was delicious, not caring if it was fat or anything.


And now, I'm here blogging after an hour of slogging and trying to form proper sentences for that stupid English test. The grammar part was dirt easy, and then came the writing part and the letter was crap.

Plastic bags and paper bags???? I went into debate mode straight away.

Dear sir,
In reference to above mention, I would say that plastic bags are the way to go and I will provide comparisons with paperbags in the following 5 issues: durability, being water proof, carrying capability, recycleability and environmental-friendliness.
bla...bla...bla...
I admit that plastic bags are not recycleable and environmental-friendly. But M2/03 Supermarket is a money making corporation. Profitting is front most in our minds. Recycleability and environmental-friendliness are but minor details left to society's discretion.
So what have I shown you? I have shown you that plastic bags are the way to go in terms of durability, being water proof and carrying capacity. So I stand by my stand that plastic bags are the way to go and would benefit us greatly.

Haha, the second one was lagi funny. Below is like the few highlights from it.

Dr. Jody is a plastic surgeon who has made a name for himself in the world of plastic surgeons. His patients come screaming about how their husbands left them because their nose is crooked, or about how the ladies in the club insult them because they have small breasts. They come with one basic request. "Doctor, make me beautiful."

Which earned him the name Dr-Make-Me-Beautiful.

Dr. Jody prided himself to be able to perform miracles, like transforming the ugliest pig to an angel of Heavens. But he did not expect Adeline Gong.
The good doctor was at his office that summer morning where the sun was shining and a robin was chirping outside his window. He just had his breakfast and coffee and announced for his first patient. The moment Adeline Gong entered the room, rainclouds blew over the sun and the bird died in half-chirp. The doctor's breakfast threatened to hurl.

The lady looked like a marshmallow, fats sagging in all direction. Her limbs were like a penguins and her neck was hidden beneath two wobbly chins. And that was the good part about her. No words could describe the horror above that neck.

The face would make an ugly troll look like a glorified seraphim. It would put the toad to shame for being the ugliest thing in the world. How could the Hand that made the beauty of a rose craft such ugly a being?

Being the good doctor, he listened to the lady's sob-story about how she had fell in love with this man of a noble house and wanted the man to fall in love with her. And she screamed the four words into his face.

"Doctor, make me beautiful!!"

A friend once told him: "A paedetrician deals with screaming children, an O & G doctor deals with screaming women, a plastic surgeon deals with ugly, fat, old, screaming women!" The saying never sounded so true in all his 20 years of plastic surgery.

But bound to the Hippocratis Oath he took, Dr. Jody proceeded to try to help the lady. Adeline Gong underwent a four hour surgery and woke up with bright light in her eyes. She scrambled for a mirror and her eyes widened in confusion. She looked at the doctor who stood nearby.

Dr. Jody said solemnly, "Believe me, I've been working as a plastic surgeon for 20 years. This is the best I could do."

Adeline Gong was wearing a paper bag over her head with two holes of eyes.

Talk about dumb English test.

But it was no big deal to me anyway. I still come to IMU and barely 2 hours and I could feel the pressure forcing down on me. Argh!!! I hate studying.


How was the holidays? someone asked.

Well, it was pretty good. I've worked, had my fair share of downloading mangas, songs, movies. I've gone with 2 very good friends to Chennai where I had no adults to nag nag nag (tho I don mind the nagging from Yeep and Grass cos I tend to ignore them) and I actually enjoyed the two weeks with them.

It may be tiring, but it was tiring in a fun way. There are no worries, no responsibilities (all pushed to Yeep and Grass, hehe), just a good time of fellowship and just hanging loose. We do what we want to do, stone when we want to.

The holiday's been great. Thanks to Grass and YeeP. Haha. I'm not sorry for being a pest during those 14 days. Haha.

It's good while it lasted. But now I'm back here again.

Preparing for another war not far into the distance.

We've come far together, my men. Fought countless battles and it is our strength of unity that brought us here today. Many comrades had fallen, but we have survived and together. So let us march forth to greet this morning of a new world with heads held high. Let us raise our banner to challenge the days to come!

Selphie: I had such a nice dream...
Squall: I didn't...I dreamt I was a moron...
- Final Fantasy VIII

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Updates from Chennai

Friday, Day 8.
One full week since we first arrive at CMCT. Met Dr. Colleen. Very garang and scary. Look like my primary school garang teacher, Mrs. Abraham. But Grace argued that she very nice lady, so I stand corrected. Maybe its just me and adults. Grrrr…

Worked in the Lab today. Had fun time setting slides and all. Highlight of the day was the diagnosis of the sputum of this Doctor. She sent her sputum to be checked for Acid Fast Bacteria. M2/03-ians, any idea of any dangerous acid-fast bacteria? Haha, duh. So with the help of the lab technician, I got the slide ready. And after putting it under the microscope, I saw one tiny pink rod.

Uh-oh.

Ok, to my non-medic friends, you do a AFB slide to check for Tuberculosis and the TB bacteria is pink under the microscope. So you get the point, I diagnose the doctor got TB. Which of course raised a great HOO-HAA, as who knows the doctor spread the TB to so many other patients dee.

Then the lab techni did another slide, cos my slide only got one bacteria, so very doubtful.

In the end, the lab techni said that the doctor is clear of TB, she got not TB and that my slide was faulty. Haha, how the hell was I to know? Hehe…

At night, we had a talk of about Grace’s counselor-counselee relationship with a guy. Which led to Doctor-Patients relationship. Just imagine if you met your spouse who happened to be your patient/doctor.

Female patient: “I met your father during a pelvic examination.”

Or

Male patient: “My injured dick led me to your mom.”


Saturday Day 9.
Early morning, helped out in the Pharmacy. Had this game going on with the pharmacist on who can the find the medicine faster. Strange but fun.

Otherwise, spent the rest of whole day stoning in the room.

Sunday Day 10.
Went to church, a different church this time. It’s a Wesley church and more happening that the first church we went (maybe because they spoke English). YeeP pointed out that any church is better than Chooleimeidu, the first church.

After church went to Higginsbotham, which happened to be close on Sundays. Damn. Any way we walked further down and realized that Indians have very warped sense of walking time.

When we first ask a guy on the street how far is Higginsbotham? He said 5 minutes walk, which took us 15 sun-baking walk only to find the place closed. So we ask another guy how far it is to Spencer Plaza. He told us 10 minutes walk and we only took 5 minutes. Strange sense of time.

Then we returned to CMCT to help out with Sunday School. Taught the kids how to play Pass the Message. Practically just screwed up everything. The kids all clamoured to Grass and YeeP, so I was thankful to just watch. But then another group dragged me to them and I was screaming HELP!!!! SO funny, but I really hate kids. Not hate hate, but hate to play adults to them. I’m a kid myself, I want to clamour up to Grass or YeeP. NOT!!!


Monday Day 11
Went again to the Tsunami area. But the trip there is so totally different from the last time we went. Why? Because Dr Colleen was with us, and the mood in the van was somber. Last time, there were ppl singing and laughing and talking. Now, ppl only speak when talked to by the Doctor.

Today’s session is longer too. Dr. Colleen is like some big VIP and they were rolling out the red carpets for her. There was a mini concert and fire crackers and much much more. But I ran off by myself to take pictures of the sea. Too bad its hot, no I would have set on the beach and just listen to the waves.

New discoveries were made everyday and today was no different. Grace is a lesbo-paed. Grace is a lesbian, that we know, but a Paedophile too? Atrocious. Little girls are attracted to her, and she in return. She has this little harem of little girls following her around, holding her hands, kissing her. *shivers*

That night, YeeP complained about no maxis reception. So I came out with an excuse. “Twin towers got crashed by plane, fall like dominoes unto Maxis tower”

So she came up with another news. “Anwar killed Mahathir”

When Grace came out of the bathroom, we told her with a straight face and she actually believed. Tsk tsk.

Tuesday Day 12
Had a slight surprise in the morning. Going to the dining hall and YeeP remarked that one of the Chinese guys sitting at the table reading a book was a Singaporean. I was like, how the hell do you know? And she said that the book he was reading bear the chop of the National Library of Singapore.

Ok, so what?

Mana tau, this guy was also going to CMCT with us. Talk about coincidence. He is a nurse and the first thing that came to my mind was Meet the Fockers. I couldn’t help it. And the reason he became a nurse is lagi more unbelievable.

He wanted to court this girl who entered nursing course. So he entered along. But then the girl changed her mind and did not even take up the course. So on the first day, he then only realized that the girl not taking nursing course and he cannot quit dee.

Today saw two operations. The guy-nurse helped with the circumcision which we did not watch.

The first operation we watched was a reconstructive surgery where we were introduced to something called groin flap. This patient’s right thumb was cut cleanly off at the first metacarpal. And it became infected, so need to do surgery on it. So the doctor decided to do a groin flap, where the skin is taken from below the inguinal ligament near the groin. The reason being that the skin is thick and has a large artery running through it.

But why izzit called a groin flap?

Well, the doctor drew a rectangle outline, but he only cut 3 sides, leaving one side intact, so it looked like a flap. But to me, it was like how you skin a pig. Interesting.

So instead of putting the skin on the thumb, the doctor sewed the thumb to the flap. Get it? The thumb was wrapped in that flap of skin and left there. So it looks like the guy is holding his dick. And must be placed there for THREE bloody weeks. Can’t imagine the guy going around like that.

The second operation is removal of haemorrhoids. The guy had a spinal jab, it really looked painful. And when the CSF came out, ouch. The guy was placed on stirrups, so it looked like it was he was giving birth, except the hole was an asshole, with 3 large balls hanging out of it. Gross.

We finally found the use of Grace’s flashlight. The doctor used a huge one to shine it down the patient’s anus. And somehow that guy’s right testicle is the size of a large orange. Eww… If he stand naked, he would have like 1 huge ball and 4 small balls swishing between his leg. Haha.

And we found out, more like smell, how a cauterizer work. Cauterization is where you apply heat to blood vessels to close it down, and the doctor applied it to cutting flesh. So it smelt like too-over-done-beef. I get hungry after watching a surgery where there is cauterization. YeeP too. There must be something wrong with us.

And I realize I don’t make a good surgeon because I can barely stand for 2 hours straight. And yet the doctor can easily do the surgery and laugh and talk on his handphone. Miracle.


Wednesday Day 13

We with the Kaulipek, oops, Kilpauk Medical College Hospital with this nice doctor who was a plastic surgeon. And we saw more plastic surgeries.

There is this lady, old lady, who has two torn earlobes. They were torn because she was wearing big heavy earrings. It was an old wound, meaning that wound has closed and fibrosis has occurred. So why would she want to sew them back? Because she wants to pierce them again so can the wear earrings. DUMB!!!

We saw a guy with a huge scar on his face, that type that is one biji scar. He wants the scar to be removed. So the doctor cut it up, and sew the scar together again, leaving a lightning scar on the cheek, so like harry potter’s scar, except on the cheek. Maybe Prem wants to get one too, I can do it for her cos I’ve seen the procedures. Haha.

We went to the Burn Wards too. Saw the burn patients. First thing that came to my mind was ouch. There was this guy who committed suicide by burning himself. Double ouch. But failed attempt. Triple ouch. And the smell of over-cooked flesh. Yuck.

We went for survey again that afternoon. And it could be slightly frustrating.

People lie and cheat when they need free things. It’s human behaviour. Take for example this family where the mother wants to find for a job. She gave the reason that she was too poor and all that. So we went to their place and saw a nice house that has water and electric supplies. Not to mention got color TV, VCD player and CABLE TV. All in the slums!!!

They lie about the rent, about pensions, everything. This only reduces the chances of other people who really need it. I got really angry and depressed over how immoral the human race is. Humans are the same.

NB: Confirmed I lack social skills. I can’t make conversation with strangers. When a stranger approaches, YeeP will smile and greet, Grass will talk, I would stare at my camera.


Thursday Day 14
Had a long day at camp. Mr. Dentist came along today and his room was a torture chamber. He would slowly select his torture tools, and this huge needle will be inserted into the mouth. Then he would just reach in and pluck that tooth out. OUCH!!

I think that being a dentist needs enormous strength. Cass, ask your dad. He needs to heave and tug, and strain just to get a tiny molar out. Mr. Dentist was like straining away, trying to get a tiny tooth out while the patient was lying on the chair, asleep with his jaw open. I know the patient feels no pain, but WE felt the pain.

On the way back, they had us to sing our national anthem. Holy shit, I can barely remember any of the words. So we stumbled over and over it. And then we heard the Indian anthem which the whole van sang happily. Haha.

We had dinner for the first time at YWCA. Invited guy-nurse over and had a long talk about Singapore and Malaysia. Most conversation flew over my head, but I could remember something about doctors and nurses and how Msian’s nurses maybe less paid, but they are happier compared to Singaporean nurses where they are treated like servants.

Anyway, last day I'll be posting from Chennai. Tomorrow is last day we'll be here and holy fuck that Monday is the first day of school. SHIT!!! Tomorrow going book shopping and yahoo, Higginsbotham here we come!!!

A pro isn't someone who sacrifices themselves for a job. That's just a fool.
- Reno, Final Fantasy VII

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