The Road through my Fucked Up Life.

Road paved on 1:52 AM |

A love story

I had always wish for someone to comfort me on cold, lonely nights. Someone that can accompany me during long boring lectures, and keep me happy. This someone would be my dearest partner during long on-call periods which seems dead.

I had always wish for someone who can make me look cool. Someone who looks so good in my hands. Someone that everyone could admire.

I had always wish for such a perfect companion. Someone I could hold him and make long, sweet love to everywhere I can - the car, the lecture halls, the hospitals...

And then he came into my life. I first saw a picture of him two years ago. Sleek, cool, with delicious curves, it was love at first sight. The whole world was at awe at him, and yet he remained small and humble. He was a dream to me, so far, so far. It was something I could not have, something I can only watch from afar and almost never touched. Like the moon and the sun, or Prince William.

And by the grace of God and my sweet darling, I have finally gotten him. Years of wishing and dreaming and hoping and dreaming, my love has finally returned to me.

It's the beginning of one love story that would never end. Yes, he is my newest flame: Everyone, meet Psp (pronounced Peee-s-p)

Ain't he a handsome dude. Sigh... it's like falling in love all over again.

Psp was promised to me last year when I got A for MSK if you guys did not know, and after long and careful, Richard finally bought me Psp which doubles as a dreaded promise and a sweet birthday present. (Yes, for those who actually forgot my bday, it is next week, and yes, I turn 21 next week, and yes, I want a present, and no, I am not getting old)

Getting back to before the brackets: Aww... don't you wish you have such a good boyfriend. I actually feel a little guilty for flirting with Psp, but long love is long love and everyone says that you can never forget your first love.

I would not go into details on how I am planning to make love to him every when I can, every how I know, and with every what I can get my hands on. Having Psp has a sweetheart can be quite a chore as well as a sweet loving fun. But true love will prevail and all the hardwork and greenbills I put into our relationship will result in a longer and lasting relationship.

I love my Psp. And I am going to dedicate my birthday to him. So instead of getting me something for my birthday, I'm going to wish for gifts to give to him.
2GB High Speed Memory Stick Pro Duo
UMD games - Tons of title. Metal Gear Acid, Me and My Katamari, Metal Gear: Portable Ops... etc. Get one also Psp would be happy dee. Haha.

So here ends my post on this love story, and so here starts the new relationship of my life. A toast to Psp and I, may God bless us both.

Love is deeper and darker than the black seas of hell.
- Lynx, Chrono Cross

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Road paved on 2:39 PM |

New Brother...

There has been rumours floating around that I would be getting a new brother soon. And yup. I've got a new brother.

Somehow you don't see me jumping with joy about it.

Now before you go and congratulate me, let me tell you that my mom is 47 years old (way past her child bearing age) and my new brother is a year older than me.

Could see question marks popping up on everyone's head.

Yeah... through a moment of madness, a streak of insanity, or put it down to mid-life crisis, my dad decided that my blood brother is a useless piece of shit and decided to have another son just in case something went wrong.

It also could be pure delirium as of all people we knew, he chose...

JODY GOH

My life is changed. I'm no more eldest in the family. I have another brother. Another pain in the ass brother.

*Pro: I get to get a big big birthday present from my new big brother. (Maybe something like what Yee Pei's koko got her... hehe... iPod, MacBook... etc.)
Yeep, your big brother is what I'm going to envision how Jody is supposed to be. Bwahaha!!!

Younger... "brother"?
At first glance I thought he was some body builder who had strayed from his gym.
- Terra

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Road paved on 2:39 PM |

Reading Campaign

...what reading campaign?!!

Yeah, what reading campaign? Kononnya, Malaysia is having this reading campaign, and actually has been running reading campaigns since 1996. Wow... was I out of the country when this happened? Because I have no fucking idea that the government gave a fucking damn if we read or not...

I have always griped about how inadequate our public libraries are. Enter the Shah Alam library and you meet with books... NON-FICTION books. And you expect these small kids to read 'Hari Ini Dalam Sejarah' and 'Sejarah Malaya' and 'Dr. Mahathir's Autobiography' and what nots.

And they say it's the parentss fault that the younger generation don't read much.

This below is an interview with the National Library's Director General, Dr Haji Wan Ali Wan Mamat. It can be found in Sunday Star, so I'm putting this up for those who did not read it and for those on the other side of SCS.

Q: Was last year's reading campaign a success?
A: Yes, I think it was a success. It was ... not bad.

Q: How did you measure the success?
A: We did not measure.

Q: So what makes you say that it was a success?
A: I guess, you could say because the use of libraries increased. Book sales also maybe increased.

Q: Do you have data on the increase of library use and book sales?
A: No, we do not have any data yet. It is my impression that the campaign was a success.

Q: What do you base your impression on?
A: For example ... there are not enough seats in the library on Saturdays nowadays. This is partly thanks to our new wing with more books.

Q: How many books are in the new wing?
A: I am no sure. More books ... maybe three times the nuumber in the old area.

Q: You also have a nice new roof! How much did it cost?
A: More than RM5mil.

Q: How much did the new books in the new wing cost?
A: I'm no sure, but very much more than what we spent the year before.

Ahh... *contemplative silence* ... Ahh...

*diplomatically*
Well, we can look at it this way. He may be the type of guy who is trying to cut down the cost spent on renovating the library while spending the money on buying books. That's why he knows the price of the roof (as he need to bargain his way down) and he just signs all the cheques to buy books blindly because he believe that as long as he buys lots and lots of books, the costs do not matter. And he doesn't know the number of books because he just loads it all in, regardless of numbers. And maybe his impression is true?

Yeah, fucking right on. What the fuck was that?!!! I can't believe I actually tried to defend that idiot's case. How the hell did this guy make it to become the top man in the National Library? Oh, I forgot. He's Malay. (Hey, no offense to Malays here. He is just that lone bad apple, like many other lone bad apples)

I can imagine the interviewer rolling her eyes as she asked the roof question, and I can imagine the asshole director grinning smugly when he answered RM5m. How can the Director not know anything about the books in his own library. Hell, surveys showed that librarians in the Public libraries do not know about books either.

And you expect the build a reading generation before year 2020.

Sure, dream on, Malaysia. Malaysia pun boleh mimpi.

Why can't our Public Libraries be like libraries of Singapore? Shucks... then I don't have to spend RM40++ to get a book that I would only read once. Sheesh.

Anyway, things I expect from this so called Reading Campaign.
- Cheaper books (good books. Not some nonsense crap)
- Book vouchers (MPH/Kinokuniya/Times. As long as not Popular)
- Top bookshops participating so WE can get cheaper books.

Somehow, I feel that I'm gonna get really disappointed with it.

Well, it was really impressive from this side, believe me!
- Bart, after accidently shooting Fei, Elly, Citan, Rico, and Hammer with a Bart Missle, Xenogears

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Road paved on 4:53 PM |

And thus...

...ends the greatest football event in the world, drawing close with the triumph of Italia and the downfall of the 'great' Zinadine Zidane.

FFF = Fuckingly Foolish Frenchmen. and with a Chicken to boost.

People has said that the year of the dog belongs to the Brazilians and Italians. For the past 48 years, Italy has always won every 12 years. So will they win in 1980??

GO ITALIA!!!

No great plays, but plenty of luck and guts got those Italians through and of course, the French has only been relying on luck throughout this tourney, but guess it all ran out with Zizou being red-carded. Bwahaha. Idiot.


But looking back, the last one month has been a very interesting one. Late nights of cheering and crying and booing and cursing, with mahjong as side dish. Cash flowing back and forth with nerves and blood on the line. And the special bond with friends, we win together, lose together.

And now, life is back to its old boring norms.

Four years from now, in South Africa, we will watch it again, the greatest game on Earth. But where would we be four years from now?
- I would be 1st year Medical Officer (hopefully in Aussie).
- I could be on-call 24hours.
- I will be slaving away. Bla...
Where got time for World Cup???

But then again, there is 8 years ahead.
- I would be a specialist
- I would be working for my FRCS
- I would have a blardy family.
- I would have lost interest in football... NAH!!!!

The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass,
leaving memories that become legend.
Legend fades to myth,
and even myth is long forgotten
when the Age that gave it birth comes again.
- Robert Jordan, Wheel of Time.

(I know it's not from a game, but it suited the ambience.)

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Road paved on 5:13 PM |

Why God Never Received Tenure at Any University.

1. He had only one major publication.
2. It was in Hebrew.
3. It had no references.
4. It wasn't published in a referred journal.
5. Some doubt He wrote it by Himself.
6. He may have created the world, but what has he done since?
7. The scientific community can't replicate His results.
8. He never got permission from the ethics board to use human subjects.
9. When one experiment went awry, He tried to cover it up by drowning the subjects.
10. He rarely came to class and just told students, "Read the Book."
11. Some say He had His son teach class.
12. He expelled His first two students.
13. His office hours were irregular and sometimes held on a mountain top.
14. Although there were only 10 requirements, all students failed save His Son.

Found this in my email one day. Dedicated to my BMedSc pals :
- Richard
- Raj
- Adrian
- Daniel
- Linda
- Ying Wei
- TJ
- Kasemsuk

and those who have passed on:
- Ai Ling
- San San
- Yean Koon
- Zen


You spoony bard!
- Tellah, Final Fantasy IV

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Road paved on 6:06 PM |

Elisa

There was once a girl named Elisa, who is so tiresome and irritating, yet so damn important to me. Every night, I have to spend at least an hour filling her up, and then plan how to teman her the whole day the next day before she screws herself up, or I screw her up.

And then, I have to be up at the unearthly hour of eight to prepare myself to deal with her the whole day. I have to prepare her breakfast, feed her, and then go prepare her huge lunch right away, which she have to eat one hour after her breakfast. Feeding her dishes is no fun at all. And after she is full and satiated, I have 2 hours rest before being forced to go prepare her tea, which she would gobble up so quickly. Not to mention I have to bath her before every meal, not once every meal but three times after every meal. Three freaking times.

After her tea, I need to feed her snacks to keep her happy while I wash her and then after everything is done, I put her to bed and finally retire for the day. Wait, there is still the part of waiting for her to produce results. And if bad results, gone la.

Ain't she a bitch.

Ain't life a bitch.


So any clue what I am ranting about?

Liar! I was a perfect lady last night!
Uhhhh.... why does my tummy hurt?
- Lucca (denying eating like a pig), Chrono Trigger

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