I guess pictures can tell a million words, especially when they are captioned…and Afai did a good job in shaping my new awfulsome image…reignuining my social status…

So, as you all might already know, 6 girls & 6 guys came to my island- PENANG for the Penang Bridge International Marathon…

The Fun Runners

they of course came for the Fun Run – 10km ONLY~

You may expect some drama (ok,there’s a lot) but what I meant was ROMANTIC dramas…between the 12 of them…there were not much…and I think I have the responsibility to tell you…

after I got myself the consent to do so…

so chill my friend…

NellyGrumpy, TyanShinSweetHeart and Mee were hosting them…then there came the fun raiders riders – Junnie, KorenHuanYean, ChiaChee and SuGaik…making a whooping TOTAL of 17 people!!!

Okayla~ I don’t really enjoy a huge group of people travelling/playing together…MAINLY because when you talk, you don’t really know who is listening, especially for a person like mee…where’s my spotlight??!!!

Where IS my SPOTLIGHT???!!!

We didn’t go to a lot of place to eat this time, because of GIRLS!!! Having particularly gastic-banded-stomach…omg!!

I was like = =”’

then I really don’t know what else can we do in Penang!!

So there was no foodgasm…as JeanTheMean may put it when she eats orgasmic food…

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### HEY FAI!! Penang is spelt as P-E-N-A-N-G!!! not P-E-N-E-N-G!!!###

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what a joke!

NO FOOD TO BLOG ABOUT.

NO JOKE TO TALK ABOUT.

ONLY SOME INSIDER STORIES THAT I CAN’T SHOUT OUT.

ethical issue =p

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Alright, I am not gonna be such a jerk here…^^ here are some Stuff…

My Favorite PIC of the whole trip...

The Rumors...

and HardRock rocks!!

Sad to say, HardRock Cafe/Hotel was actually the place I was having the best time during the trip, excluding the parachuting, banana boating, balcony singing, koey-teow-thing-ing, fried oyster-ing and almond-soup-ing.

It is NOT because they serve alcohol.

OK, it was actually they serve the alcohol. I ordered BULL BLASTER aka JAGER BOMB!!

You gotta mix the Jager and the RedBull yourself to suit your own flava! The best recommended is 1:1 ratio…I gotta try it again sometime…OR I will buy and mix it my own…weee~

A-W-E-S-O-M-E

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and SheeKiangTheMiang told me while we were visiting HardRock, the galz bought 3cans of Heineken for their pillow talks…

He predicted, after 3hours we spent at HardRock, there will still be some beer left…

and OMFG!

He was right!!! They – ChoyYin, TyanShin, ZhiYi, SuGaik, HuanYean, ChiaChee, WenYing, LyeFen…COULDN’T FINISH EVEN 3 CANS of BEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

with this, I, still in a state of SHOCK…after writing the above sentence…ran to my fridge and grad a can of beer…to cool myself down…

some HollandPiss…good stuff…

peace out! friend…off to do my SSM…SoShittyMee…

1. in a totally quiet BO session i thought of this, so i ma gonna call it BOW aka Bowel Opening Wisdom….haha…now that sounds like wisdom diarrhoea: “No matter how great a doctor I will be in the future, I will never heal stupidity”

2. just want to laugh at the first statement…hahahaha…

3. someone told me facebook is created for spying purpose. if that is true, blog is too…cuz it is a bloggie blog world here…

4. yihui can run like the light!!!

5. sometimes you, no not sometimes, we should always ask ourselves why we care to explain whatever we are/were doing to others?

- are they like so stupid not so bright as you?

- or because they are worthy enough to know it?

- or because they care for you? or you thought they would care for you?

6. my mind is thinking of steamboat, korean BBQ beef, carls jr’s burgers and chips, guiness draught beer.

7. owl city’s fireflies is now playing non-stop in my laptop since yesterday. awesome…

8. oh ya…for those that has been constantly browsing this blog…hey!!! i’m back…

9. it is SHM anyway…so i  have to put in something about our course…

10. good luck to all those paeds posting people…

11. i kinda like lying on the ground looking at the sky…if not because of my tummy, i would never find out about this…

12. jean can really take all my crappy talks…haha…because she is full of crap too…lolz…

13. wanna watch katyn, some european movie…but got eamsc meeting…and case write up…

14. when you put the title as random…you could write simply anything…

15. we should learn how to write cryptically/ talk cryptically…especially when writing in blog…don’t simply use the real name…*wink*

16. people are coming to run the penang bridge run…i hope they don’t come to my island and shit everywhere…

17. really wanna lie down on my bed…and close my eyes…(ya…that’s all…because thinking of nothing is thinking as well)

…is to realize when to put a “,” to it…

now is the time,

#Imagine the amount of food a poor African boy could eat in a month. I ate it in 4 days.
Plus a tsunami of booze in my stomach with The Effect —- thinking in wonders when I was peeing in the hotel toilet: that I can still pee straight despite all that & “wow, the urine colour and the beer colour are the same!!” #

My food marathon, I am going to write in extremely fast way for you to read it and feel that the rush of peristalsis of “gulp!gulp!” sounds like “swift!swifffffff~”

Ready?? GO!!!

Time: 11.00am 19th Sept 2009 – 8pm 22nd Sept 2009
Destination : KLIA – Penang Island – Penang Mainland – Hatyai – Sg Petani – Penang Island

My INPUT CHART:

>>>>>salmon bread spread x3 – soybean – salmon bread spread x2 – soybean – orange juice – orange juice – ferrero rocher x3 – penang laksa – scallops – pork rolls (lohbak) – carlsberg – fried rice – red egg (from my grandma, she thought it was my birthday) – bak kut teh – steamed fish – BBQ fish – giant mantis prawn – koey teow soup – roasted pork – 7-11 hotdogs – waffles with ham – spicy koey teow soup – pineapple – mangoes x3 – lays chips – ice lemon tea – pork ribs – BBQ half chicken wing – vege salad called “pako” x3 – omelette – spicy herbal bak kut soup – some local unknown vege – fried fish (wrongly ordered) – somtam x2 – sapporo beer – cheers beer x2 – budweiser – wan tan mee – teh ais – steamed corn – baked glutinous rice with coconut – fish and pork porridge with egg (awesome!!) – cashew nuts – fresh coconut juice – glutinous rice with sweet mangoes – spicy meehoon soup with pork leg (the cook was pretty) – fresh fruit juice (carrots+mandarin oranges+pineapples) – yogurt drinks – fried oysters – fried koey teow – somtam – something unknown/forgotten but edible – ice cream –  tomyam seafood – crab meat with toufu – vege – “deeply baked” juicy pork leg – tea – singha beer – heineken – budweiser – sapporo –  thai coffee (awesomely bitter!!! yum yum~) – porridge – cham tea with coffee – bak kut teh – 5somekinda rice drinks – spicy wantan mee – loh han guo drinks – grandma’s soup – deep fried pork leg – vege soup with salted eggs – pork ribs – stingray curry – steamed toufu – kerabu papaya – asahi beer >>>>>>>

You may think that’s not much but wait till you listen to this -

My OUTPUT CHART:

>>>>>>urinated averagely 5 times per day – opened my bowel 1 time each day >>>>>>

and I did those in a rush, like so fast before you could even say “I am STUPID to read this!!” and “DAMN yichuan~” after that….hahahaha~

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Well, it was my birthday, and birthday is THE day to see if you are a pain in the ass or a sweet thing in the mouth…hehehe ^^

But silly me, I brought my lousy-handphone-without-international-roaming-all-thanks-to-my-dad phone with me to Thailand. SO, I DON’T KNOW WHO SMS WISHED ME AND WHO CALLED MY HOUSE. THAT PERSON THAT CALLED MY HOUSE – are you a guy or a gal or are you a gay?? Because my grandma can’t tell the difference.

Me: So who called?? A guy or a gal?
Grandma: Dunno la…The voice very soft…
Me: Was it XXX or YYY? some dudes that know my house phone number.
Grandma: No la. I remember their voice, not like that one de.
Me: So was it MMM or NNN?
Grandma: … (she has forgotten that she was talking to me, and went to help out arranging things that we bought with my mum, continues to talk about stories in the neighbourhood, especially my druggie neighbour.

Then, which left me speechless~

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I replied those that left message in Facebook, and those that sent me sms which were less than 24-hours after you guys sent it.

For those that sent me but I failed to thank you, I AM THANKING YOU HERE…THIS IS A VERY POPULAR BLOG =D lolz…

For those that I think I have thanked you but you actually didn’t wished me anything…WHY WHY WHY???? WHY YOU DIDN’T WISH ME??? or DID YOU??? oh NO!!!

p.s - Plus I needed to tell my family this “Hey, IT IS MY BIRTHDAY NOW, woohooo~” the first night before I went back to my room to sleep, just to fish some HAPPY BIRTHDAY…

= =”’ my life…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz……

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My parents bought a couple-T and wore it the next day…I DON’T EVEN HAVE A REASON TO BUY ONE!!!

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The ONLY picture of food we've taken

The awesome local salad which we ordered 3 plates that night =)

THE PRECIOUS PORK RIBS!!! I ate ONE only =((

Chewing it to the bone...

These pictures were taken in some very dark back alley, which dogs wandering around, and soldiers checking every car…and nice folks cooking and serving nice pork ribs…

BUT, when we got ourselves there, the ribs were all SOLD OUT!!! So, my dad went and charmed/whateva i’m not so interested, and came back with 2 slices of ribs!! hehehe~ i think she told that lady it was my birthday…haha…ONLY 2…but they are the best!!! MY PRECIOUS….

I think it was because we don’t speak any Thai that got us late that night, we ordered the wrong fish too that day….lolz…

ME N ME MUM

We are ALL STAR FAMILY NOW!!

My mum and dad bought each a pair of Converse there~ sometimes they look younger than me…I should quit medicine…huhuhu =’(

OK folks~ here is the conclusion of the story —> I gottta go back Penang to PRAY!!!! Wth~

in some awesome SUMMARY in what Jeffrey-would-like-it way and in some totally chronological way and with totally appropriately used adjectives…HAHAHA~

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Thursday

1. RAIN SO HEAVILY. I can’t go out. By the way, I tried to, half-way to TESCO, I walked back, and totally soaked!!! with the rain…

2. ROOM DOOR KNOB GAVE UP. Soaking wet, I was stranded in front of my room.

3. NO CLEAN TOWEL. Yes, although I got to bath with Nelson’s towel, it was not a clean one~

4. NO FOOD. I can’t possibly go out half-naked with just my partially wet boxer right??

** but here is the <<<BONUS>>>> – I passed my exam!!!

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Friday

5. BORED TILL DEATH. I went out to Pavilion. Watched Tsunami. Nice!! Should watch it…many small stories inside, I like the lifeguard story…=))

TSUNAMI AT HAEUNDAE

Something BAD happened…I am not going to elaborate here…I rushed back hospital.

6. RAIN AGAIN. YES AGAIN!!!! I needed to go back badly. But the rain was so heavy. Bought an umbrella in Watson. RM20. DORAEMON on it. LAME = =””

was standing in the rain, holding UHU HU cheese cake I bought for my mum with a Doraemon umbrella…

bought the uhu hu cheese cake here...

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Saturday, updated at 12pm

7. TODAY la. MAS told me,

“Sir, you listen to me, I am trying to help you”, yes, stopping a customer from saying something. GOOD!!

yes, he is fat, and surely grumpy because he is fasting and i am chewing my cheese stick in front of him, chew harder!!! let him see how tasty it is!!!! I’m guilty on this but he is OBVIOUSLY rude.

” You bought a promotional ticket…” ya, and you can compromise all my benefits??

” and you should check-in 1.5 hour earlier, because this is festive season…” like you mentioned it in the purchasing agreement…bla bla bla….if you know it is festive season, the queue was so long, why was there so little people working??

” but the queue is so long!!!” i actually came 45 mins earlier like what I was told in the online purchasing ticket.

” yes, but the flight is fully booked. and I can actually take back your ticket and you would have to buy a new one” looking at me with that FAT eyes. Ya, I am darn afraid!!! Hell ya, I am gonna see your supervisor…=p

” Now, I AM TRYING TO HELP YOU.” made it sounded throughout the hall to make the impression that I was a BAD ASS customer and he was the SAINT…FUCK YOU!! _|_

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I let him helped me, and I will take the ticket first before you say anything else. I was freaking scared that they will ask me to buy a new ticket as well…I got only RM13 in my wallet…BUT after I have the ticket in my hand I will go to customer service and COMPLAIN you!!! ( in the end, i was fuming and I forgot his name, otherwise I would have written his name here, to call a person his name is a nice thing to do. But since I dun know his name, SORRY DUDE, you are FAT ASS here…)

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THEY HANDED ME BUSINESS CLASS TICKET.

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I went to complain though. But that lady was so sweet that I lost all my temper. Plus I was so hungry and I need to go to the Golden Lounge to get free food to eat….after all,  now I am flying Business Class…

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I could take pictures of those food in front of me, they are freaking sinful…How much they paid for business class?? Smoked salmon as breakfast?? Shrimp as big as 5 50cent coins…

but I did not take those pictures la,

first, because i dun have a nice camera….

second, i will look like a friggin idiot who do that….hahaha…

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hoyli was telling me that this was probably some present from GOD, a series of test that he put me through as a PRESENT for my birthday…

YA, you heard and see me clearly!!! MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!!

now….WHERE IS MY PRESENT???

Lamborghini Gallardo - share share and give me la...thanks!!!

HALF of you may have already knew that i was DENIED an access to my room despite the fact that i HAVE unlocked it.

ALWAYS TAKE THE KEYS, WALLET and HANDPHONE when you leave your room LOCKED… of course la…wtf…

THE HANDPHONE TO BE FULLY CHARGED as well….

a WIDE network of FRIENDS – the kind that will reply your sms….

HAVE a ROOMIE called Nelly – the kind that will forget to bring his towel back to Penang…

Have Nescafe GOLD in the common hall together with your cup…

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=knowing that ALL THE ABOVE will NOT happen IF you bought the correct flight ticket back to Penang=

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and A STRONG HEART <3 FOR SURPRISES!!!!!!!!!!!

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So, this was my day….. …. … .. .

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Me, BORED – bathed – changed – go to Pavilion for Kampachi – “WTH!!!! RAIN???!!!” – changed into shorts – go to Tesco Xtra for booze – walked 1/2 way with UMBRELLA – “useless ESPRIT!” – 1/2 body wet with rain – walked back – whole body wet with rain and sweat – stomach still hungry…

“WTF!!!! I can’t open my door” - called but no one  answer – called again – no one answer again - “FUCK, HP no battery liao~” – BANG BANG BANG!!!!! door still cannot open (like asking a nun for sex) – called again – “please wait till 8.30pm ha…” – she didn’t even say please – I was WET WET WET…

WET 1 – SWEAT
WET 2 – RAIN
WET 3 – TEARS

((((((( NELLY”S towel )))))))) -

“phew~ luckily i can still bath” - BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!! - no hope -

((((((( Nescafe GOLD ))))))))

“at least something for dinner~” – made it super kao~ – went outside with just my boxer – F-king cold (freaking cold and not fucking cold, i am trying to be a civilized man that time after a dose of caffeine ) - dried my shirt and pants in the study room – luckily i still have some sentimental side – drinking Nescafe half naked looking at the rain – shivered – reflecting my life – and all i could think of is –  “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck….countless time” – sms-ed loongy told him everything – asked him to come up with 100 different ways of saying F-U-C-K -

(((((((( 20% charged HP )))))))) -

sms-ed almost everyone i think would reply me – be a crying baby – sulked at life – asked people if she hates me - asked someone what present i gave her – asked GOD why the rain is not Guiness Draught - if there’s god…this was just a test, just a test…just a…just “FUCK!!!!!!! i’m hungry”

(((((((( SURPRISE ))))))) –

result is out – was told – wore my half dried n half wet shorts to academic office – farted 2 times – super hungry – even my fart smells nice – I PASSED!!!! – sms-ed almost everyone i bother to look at their result and told them they have passed – “yes!! whoever invented sms….god blessed you…if there’s god” - sms-ing people got me to 9pm

(((( HP batt becomes dry as old lady )))) -

9pm – “fuck! no one is here” - told that NO ONE IS WORKING – told that someone will come before 10pm - PPD saved my life – fucked their mind by telling them my life is fucked – they came 1/2 and hour later – but my battery DIED expectedly…after the last call…

((((( HAMMER and SCREW DRIVER ))))) -

they OBVIOUSLY did not plan to repair – came – BANG BANG BANG!!!! - bye bye~ - “WTF, why don’t you tell me you gonna do so? i could have done that myself idiot!” – ring ring ring – loongy n ken are back – bathed – changed – OLD TOWN – celebrate anything la~

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In the end, OD on caffeine…but my neurotransmitter is alcohol…so they got no effect on me…gonna sleep now…

i have trimmed and trimmed and shaved it and let it grows back like my pubic hair beard…so this is the readable post…ya, i got so many poems in my head as well…better write them down…

*wink-wink* i am a sentimental jerk…

okay…this was suppose to be a group blog…from those of us in the JKM posting…but…it turned out to be my blog…hrmph…

never mind…hope it will become a group blog next time for all of us when we are apart, and working as a real doctor…a place for us to update our hospital life…a short one…and a place for us to drop message…and arrange to gathering…

i certainly hope so…

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it was merdeka…or Moodeka…like some people has been calling it…but it is fine…that was some desperate political drama…just like 99 years old guy eager to satisfy a 22 years old young lady…and he takes viagra…desperado…yeah…pathetic…

as far as i am concerned…no one is bothered…maybe all of us are so immersed in the wonders of medical books…where some of us revisit our childhood…or venture into the Harvasian cannals…while some go numb…and probably some are psyched about it…some just will not listen/talk/see it…

well…all we know is we can live so much better without all those widely publicised dramas…made us so uneasy…hahaha…

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some of us are pretty much in some shitty situation already…

“so many things to study, sure fail la!!”

“darn….the new cafe is ewe!! i want to be wahided!!”

“it rains again!! but i need to stu-, sleep-nono!! STUDY!!”

“darn…the short case!! urgh!! my spirit is crushed!!”

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you see?

but it is in this deep shitty time, we see some wonders of  friendships…there are friends to sob n ready to pull us put of those deep whatever colour shit!

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for me, i am enjoying a lot…hehehe…

1. i found one facial cleaser made of BEER extract…i tried it…and i was euphoric!!!

2. tyanshin gave me choki-choki…hehehe…this was the 3rd time i ate choki-choki only…haha…

3. david tau’s songs are nice…

4. i found The Script…this irish band’s lyrics rock!!

5. my mum is coming to visit this this sunday…

6. holiday is coming soon…despite i know that i was so stupid to buy the airtix one week later…so, i will becoming ck’s slave!!! OMG…suyan szewern save me!!!

7. the bazaar is bigger…and that pakcik is still promoting with a poster with his face on it….haha….and there is something called ayam dara….wahihihi….

8. i am going to be really sentimental here…I AM STILL ALIVE AND BREATHING…woohooo~

peace!!

so many questions surrounding us…after entering year 4…this question suddenly popped up again…after being asked by loongy’s crush…

why choose medicine?

after a journey thus far…some left…by choice or by force…but that’s not the problem…why are we still keep on going? why want to become a doctor??

=)

here i have the answer:

1. SCRUBS are HOT and SEXY!!!

2. Hospital’s oncall rooms are filled with fantasies!!!

3. we tell people they are going to die, and they thank us…

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comparing with other occupations,

we are like ACCOUNTANT – we calculate fluid input and output and want to balance it!! *wink*

we are like ARCHITECT – we design and give people new faces *HI 5* and they might be driving around showing people “hey! you see i designed that building!” while we will go “i design that face, and that one too”

we are like ELECTRONIC ENGINEER – we connect “wires/circuit” too – by doing AV fistulas! *CLAP!!*

we are like CIVIL ENGENEER – we see the gap thus we cover it with a flap!

we are like LAWYER – they suck $$$ we suck lipid –  liposuction!

we are like POLITICIAN – we tell you things we should do when people die – coroner…

we are like PHOTOGRAPHER – we take only black and white!

we are like FILM MAKER/PRODUCER/CAMERAMAN – wow! Hollywood in real time!! Doing ultrasonography… and we could do PIXAR too…the 3d reconstruction and even 4d too…heard of that??? =D

we are like DETECTIVE/ PERSONAL INVESTIGATOR – we tell you your spouse is being faithful or not…our your spouse you are being faithful or not…when you come with genital herpes/syphilis

we are like PRIEST – where you come and say “father, i’ve sinned” except you say “doctor, i’m pregnant” hehehe…*WINK!*

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i can come up with more!! let give them a rest here…

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She may be the girl that you will say
“A tinge of shyness that made me sway”
She may be the girl that you can’t forget
The sweet honey you want to get

She has the story you want to buy
and fill your name inside
to walk down the aisle side by side
the one every guy has in sight

<3

happy happy birthday
happy happy birthday
happy happy birthday to you
happy happy birthday to you

LEE TYAN SHIN
the SWEET HEART!

have a blast!

you see, the first sign of life is the existence of heart beat…in not a very scientific way…actually anything that have respiration is alive…with spontaneous biochemical reaction…well…lets not stray too far…

okay~ the heart beat…and the development of brain…with is the wiring of us…the robot…with a soul…don’t know how that soul comes in…but nevermind…it will not affect the story too much…haha…and the heart is like the electric generator…sort of…like that…that keeps on pumping blood…to every essestial micro/macrochips in the robot…so that they can develop…

in a nutshell…the heart feeds the brain…and the brain dreams/thinks…so, the heart feeds our dreams…

as long as we are alive…we should DREAM!!!

then at this point, i think what i have written is nonsense…but you have read the whole junk of it…=)

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let me listen to your heart

some of us dream of becoming a doctor…and thus…it means that you are still dreaming…not yet awake…until you really become a doctor…then only you will find the reality awaiting you…=) nothing sinister about that emotion…haha…

wanna become doc since small la....

some of us just stumbled into this academy…regardless of any stupid/ridiculous/uterus reason behind it…you will soon sleep to dream your own dream when you finally become a doctor…because you are way too tired staying awake…

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i have a dream…having this dream…thinking if one day we have finally reach a stage of life…i would like to introduce this idea of setting up a teaching/research hospital funded non-other than the doctors that will be founding the hospital of dream…

starting from acquiring a strategic land…and a charity architect sharing the same dream…designing the perfect dream hospital…and an internal designer visionalise

and the dream environment…

and all the guys are wearing like this...

hey…huss…huss….no no…not like this…=p

it will have everything you dream of…it is green…it is like your home…so people will recover faster…and it serves sushi!!! haha…

the fund that we will be gathering there…except building this hospital…will be used to venture into several business…so that we will be earning $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ from these ventures…and provide those people that come seeking for various medical attention lowest fees possible…of course…with terms and conditions…

every member of the hospital will be properly trained…to be the best la…how to describe le?? lolz…

and all the female docs are wearing like this...

zzzz….defitnitely not what i am dreaming of…now…in the context of this dream hospital…lolz…

as a doc…you can choose to be a permanent one or if you think you can hardly have enough $$$$ to live comfortly…then you can still work in the private sector…the point is to attract every possible souled doctor to work here to serve the demanding patients…

it will be like the government…but you need not to pay RM1…you can choose to donate…any possible thing that the hospital will be requiring…like $$$ to fund a MRI machine…or just 10 syringes…=)) and alcohol swab…that time…i will make sure the students will not steal the alcohol swab…haha…

pheweet!!!!!

YA LA!!! I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL THIS WHILE LA!!! YOU GOT ME!!

“nope…i did not say anything!!” lolz…

A DREAM TERTIERY TEACHING/RESEARCH HOSPITAL…

what should i name the hospital??

MEESUAHOSPITAL/ MEDICAL CENTER?? MSH?? MSMC??

DREAM HOSPITAL/MEDICAL CENTER?? DH? DMC??

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but having the sexy nurses/docs is a plus plus plus thing as well…for tht will be another attraction…if that is so…i need a comfy on-call room…cuz there is where all the sparks happen…if it is not available…we might have to crash the coma patient room d…lolz…

wink* if you are not naive enough to understand this!!

hrm….DMC sounds nice…lolz…what do you think?? are you in??