Scoliosis

ok...there has to be a limit for the amount of bone/spine pathologies that can surround one at any given time of his/her life...

Guess what?...in class today i volunteered to be checked for spinal deformities...and i've got scoliosis 'C' formed or some shit like that...and then one shoulder is higher than the other...dunno what not!!!....fucking hell...i'm officially as CACAT as all the others i've been making fun of!...

But wait...didn't EVERYBODY have scoliosis today?...eh? ritz had lardosis...hehehehe...bloody hell...fuck laaa...i'm cacat...

*whine* *whine* *whine*...

Anyways...everyone has some problem or the other with their SPINE...sometimes...you know being spineless is common amongst us humans,so i don't see anything wrong having a deformed spine.
At least...we all know i have a spine...hahahahaha...(not very funny...me thinks)

Hypotonic Reactions

Its already thursday yet this week feels like the longest week of my life...

For starters, we're having Physio Therapy as a subject...and for some dumb reason it feels like one of those classes you'd take up to earn extra credit hours!!...its fun but draggy...it feels like every trace of life is sucked out of you slowly to increase the torture!
Since i played truant on tuesday, we had to make up for the lost hours after class, which made class a total 9 hours!!...fuck...on the brightside, we did this stress typing thing in class...
Basically, after any form of physical stress your pulse and Blood Pressure is recorded continuously for 3mins or until your vital stats return to your resting state.
So we had this mini-gym session with squats to study the effects...and the findings were interesting.
In most cases its Normotonic but mine was Hypotonic...meaning-while everyone elses BP shot up mine stayed constant at 120/80...but my pulse was higher than normal.
The guys were quite bulbed...but we repeated the whole thing to confirm results and it stayed the same...(now everyone's a bit suspect!!hehehehe!!)
Why?...hypotonic only occurs amongst atheletes/sportsmen or those who are active...
Now, i'm feeling very pleased with myself...hehehe...(gloating)...
oh btw, i was the only one in class with such a reading...(gloating some more)...

Finally bought that pair of running shoes(planning to run before class tomorrow hehehe...lets see if that happens!)...and futsal selection(varsity team) is on saturday,i am soo gonna die...
Have class on saturday...aiyy...am gonna be a walking corpse laa...can soo see that happening!

As usuall, the elite team of NATO members met up today (read:graduation commitee) to see how things are progressing...well if there's any progress at all!...

Well...NATO doesn't include Azie,Abed,Nagpal,Bramha and maybe...maybe me...

Here's how fucked up things are-The fucking dean's office gives you this illusion that you've got the power to decide because its a)your graduation b)your money c) your effort...
Since Azie's dept's securing a venue, she's been presenting every option available just to be told-'its too expensive'/'its overrated'/'it doesn't look good enough' etc...
And then we've got these 2 other students on the board a-Stupid Arab Cow b-Baku Hooker
Now, these 2 are definitely NATO members-they walk in late, then throw out every option, claim they know best and at the end of the day -don't bring anything concrete to the meeting!..oh wait...they didnt even show up today...stupid fuckers...well as they say empty vessels make the loudest noise/sound yea whatever...

I know i've got a Hypotonic reaction to stress but things like this could really cause heart problems...

Simple Pleasures II

And...its really sad when an Establishment such as this finds spelling tandoori correctly as tough as rocket science...

This was, WAS Azie's tuna...its pan seared...but ritz found it sick...honest to god..its yumss...


They serve complimentary Corn Bread and Garlic...(its potent enough to keep the vampires in Romania at bay!)

Simple Pleasures

So...Mr.Ritim Patel(yea my partner in crime) calls me up and says,' hey rosh,lets go out for dinner the girls are waiting'
Its common knowledge that i was sick, and initially i didn't want to go out and endure the cold...but caved in at the last minute, when he pulled the trump card:
'you know rosh, we won't be doing dinners like this once we graduate,moreover we haven't been out for dinner in a long time...'

Well...Mr.Patel was soo poyo that he actually wore a SHIRT and me being me...on a school day looked like one of those BUMS you find in CM...excellent...Overdressed vs. Underdressed...
(and he told me to just leave the house in whatever it is i was in...asshole!)

p/s: check out the red watery eyes (on me!)

anyways...here's a question-Which is worse being overdressed or underdressed?

In vain

Can't sleep...been tossing and turning in bed...tried different positions,turned the heater on and off... listened to songs that guarantee sleep...wanted to read...but reading would mean i won't sleep!...

So then...i walked into azie's room and laid my ass down infront of her PC...played online chess- very bad...makes you wanna keep getting better...meaning you wouldnt stop playing...

I don't understand how is it i'm not feeling the least bit sleepy when i'm a walking drug store...

just remembered the wise words of my dad, who btw believes in discipline...
'auto-suggestion roshan,gets you very far,it shapes your personality...its all about self command and will'
yes papa...totally...

My dad's a man who advocates discipline on every level, eg: to-do lists,reminders,fixed rising time (regardless of the time you slept),shopping lists etc...
Then again, he's unbelievably cute(and absent minded) because he'd make the shopping list and then conviniently forget to take it with him when he's out getting the groceries!!

Well auto suggestion according to my dad is when you change your mind set to act the way you want it to...
Right now, my current situation's oozing with non-auto suggestiveness- Its all about disciplining yourself to sleep at a certain time and be up at a certain time as well...oh well looks like my dad's wise words have been embedded in me but sadly i'm not practicing it...(if its any consolation i did but failed)

Papa, your effort wasn't futile, i'm still a growing child with space for improvements...*cheeky grin*

Metal

Watery eyed...congested lungs...running nose...and everything else that comes with the package...
Thats my current condition, if i went for a tox screen right now, i'd be labelled a CHRONIC ABUSER!

...anyways, on the lighter side of life i just got home from dinner-with Azie Dee Ritz and Syu-It was at Simple Pleasures...ahh...that place is NICE...i like it...mmm...btw, ritz and i just found out they've got happy hours every sunday,monday and thursday...50% off all whiskeys from 1700 till 2100...sweet...really sweet...me's getting a premonition-me thinks our sundays are going to be very productive...

Couldn't get out of bed this morning...well...at about 4pm ritz called up to find out how class went but, hey hey he was up for a pleasant surprise when he found out i hadn't been to class as well...
According to the girls, class was interesting- they were told that metal (in any form-chains,rings etc)
on the body actually reduces the strength of our muscles and the Physio Therapist who was lecturing this morning actually proved it over and over again during class...hmmm...
And rings worn on our fingers reduce our LIBIDO...not kidding...well...we've got endocrine glands somewhere there (memory a bit the rusted.DAMN!!) and that reduces the secretion of some hormone (which obviously i can't remember right now) in turn reducing our libido...
Thats a very clever way of keeping humans monogamous---'wedding bands'...but then again...nah nevermind...(my visions blurred)...can't type...

Only the dead are forever young- Heard this sometime this morning...was in a song or something
and its been playing in my head...i think i need help...

Oww...yes now i remember...Reena has injured her spine making the total count till today 5-thats how many handicapped friends i've got...it was weird though...she was at the loo during which time she sneezed and then one of her lumbars moved...she's not straight...as in her posture's not straight...one hip is higher than the other...poor things probably in pain, which reminds me i was suppose to call her 5 hours back...(i'm soo dead)

ok time to go make that call...to wedding bands and such...

Port Wine and Praveen

Lesson of the week: Never ever attempt consuming PORT wine, Bordeoux and Carlsberg in the same night. The after effect is quite unsettling.

Another Lesson: Don't do the above a day before daylight savings-you lose your entire sunday!
I've forgotten that my liver's worn out and my hepatocytes are over worked and under paid!!

The only time such actions are allowed is when its Praveen's birthday and he has bought a 10y.o port wine from Portugal!

The next morning(read:afternoon)
After 3 straight hours of trying to reach me, CJ n Reens almost concluded that i was dead!(yea for unwinding).
"babe your calmness is disturbing...call chin joo...she's been waiting to see you,"(that was reena)
After 2 calls,a cold shower and breakfast, i met up with CJ who btw,just got home after her mini-escapade to bristol...(head still a bit fuzzy)

Today though our cerebral orgasms were leaning towards relationships and EX-es
Chin Joo and Reena told me that being spiteful is common among exes;this is something i couldnt understand since i've never had a relationship that ended spitefully...or rather i've never been spiteful after...(they openly agree that they've done spiteful things-on those blue moon days)
Sometime between spitefulness and 'love thy self', CJ just turned around and said 'hey V remember you told me once that platonic relationship is from the moment you say hello till the time we kiss?...thats soo true...i soo see it in my life!'
And then i remembered the whole -we-love-ourselves-the-most advice from my cousin and i put in my 2 cents worth:
-When a man says 'i love you more than i love myself', he's probably telling the truth circumstancially-he'd rather die than watch you die because watching you die is painful-so being the simple human that loves himself the most he chooses to die 'for you'/before you-its selfish yes but it proves the whole 'i love you more than i love myself' and Humans love themselves the most theory...its a win win situation.
-A man makes sure you have multiple orgasms-its not ONLY because he cares for you but also to secure getting lucky the next time around!!...'cause and effect'

Aft my 2cents rationalization, CJ turns around and says...'eh yea...infact i think thats the reason why i'd rather go to bristol than have Khalid come all the way here,its selfish but somehow better,'

I guess the worst part was they had forgotten prav's birthday and they felt like crap, reena spoke to prav yesterday not knowing it was his birthday hence not wishing him.Chin Joo spoke to prav today and asked him whats wrong to which he replied he's having a hangover and then she asked him wat was the occasion-he told her it was his birthday! (i know you both feel like crap but thats ok Prav's a sweetheart...you can always make it up to him!)-This was also the reason i was M.I.A this morning.

Well Happy 23rd Prav, CHEERS to you and your bottle of PORT...Thank you for an awesome wine guzzling evening...

Pedantic

Keep it simple...unclutter your life...

These two thoughts have been playing in my mind all day, something tells me it is related to the condition of my room at the moment...(porky pig wouldn't live there even if i paid him to!)

Its unbelievable, i've got a lot on my plate at the moment but i'm soo laidback...its not funny...i'm soo laidback i'm almost horizontal!!!

At the moment i'm totally desperate for a pair of running shoes, i want to run, very badly...When i mentioned it to Reena, she told me i'm looking for ways to replace my 'driving' time...driving's therapeutic...its valuable thinking/pondering time-at least for a few people i know. (incl me)
Since i don't have a car at the moment, she thinks my current desperation is more of a 'mental' than a 'physical' need.
I never really thought about it as a mental need, i know i NEED it...but i couldn't actually classify it.
We did our usual coffee-ing last night, and in the course of our conversation(of our very simple direct life) we realised that almost every 16-21 year old female in Malaysia wants some sort of drama in their lives...and they think "its complicated" is fucking cool...since when did complications get cool?...
In medicine a complication would mean- a busted gastric ulcer that has caused peritonitis...why do people aspire to be 'peritonitises'?...
Besides that, Reens wants to make an addition to my 'SWORDS AND SPIRALS'. The people who hold the sword also hold a shield-the sword they hold will fight for you/with you.Swords and shields go hand in hand...so letting someone in isn't always a bad thing...
Thank you sweets...i'd have to agree with you on that.

I've got a long 'to do' list waiting,
-Need to hunt for a hall-need to study for Surgical Anatomy-need to clean up my room-Parents' travel itinerary-finals comng up-need to buy shoes-ETC...
I take great pride in my ability to procrastinate and be calm even when i know the sky's falling.

I just thought about how the week passed, and there's only one word i could think of- COMMUNICATION!...
This weeks been all about it- i connected with everyone that matter; Saravais who is always around but in the shadows, was the highlight for this week.I caught up with what i've been missing...and thats a good thing...Well must admit i had this super long conversation with me ma today(not mummy's girl) about absolutely nothing...and it was fun, i guess its because i kept asking her which parts of our bodies can't we pierce?...finally she got exhausted and told me any place that requires constant cleaning and is susceptible to infections. I then told her that her prodigal (prolific) son (my brother) has got a piercing THERE!!! *hahahahahaha-damn i'm evil* Obviously she didn't buy it...then i received a lecture on the origin of piercings and what they signify...(damn i had that coming!!)

Talking about communication: In what language do deaf people think?...(please feel free to enlighten me via comments) Yes its sign language or any sort of signing.-A research found that being born Deaf and Mute is more detrimental than being born blind. WHY?- A blind child acquires the language by hearing and communicating(and the parents do everything in their power to educate this child so that he/she adapts well with the surroundings) whereas a deaf child is not known to be deaf until much later...meaning crucial developement is slowed down (mental developement).

Earlier this week dipta told me that i've become 'Pedantic'...she's afraid i might turn into this egotistic and pompous person...all this just because i've started to blog...
Why?-Blogging allows you to present your thoughts/opinions without being contradicted...
hmm...maybe...but dee-you can contradict me by commenting.

Guys, Pls feel free to contradict me at any point of time...i love questions and challenges... or basically anything thats thought provoking...i'm not going to turn into a pompous person.

Cluster Fuck

Reading The Cider House Rules made me realise that we haven't changed our Methods of thinking or ratinonalizing...This i mean in cases of abortion around the world...

In the 20th century it was understood that religon played a huge part in the Growth and well being of the people but in today's world...i just can't understand why hasn't abortion been made legal with clauses...

We are supposedly getting more intelligent and civilised by the generation but i just don't see anything resembling intelligence or exposure...
The only time an abortion is legal in Malaysia is when-
a)The mother's life is in danger
b)To preserve the physical health of the mother
c)To preserve the mental health of the mother
all these abortions HAVE to be carried out in the first trimester itself...

Now, in the cases of Rape,incest,physical/mental deformities of the child and socio-economic reasons it is STILL illegal.
My question:
-Why the fuck does the woman and child (to be) have to suffer the consequesnces of barbaric acts?
-Do people really think the child's going to be very pleased when he finds out, and the only thing in his head is "oww...so my mum's grandfather is actually MY father,so that would actually make my uncles my hmmm..??,"

This in my opinion ladies and gentlemen is a CLUSTER FUCK...A MAJOR CLUSTER FUCK!

Or,
-Imagine parents having to watch their kids suffer a slow death,and they not being able to do anything about it...


Btw, Cluster Fuck is originally a military term for a situation caused by too many inept officers, cluster referring to the insignia worn my majors and LT. Colenels, oak leaf clusters.
SO when something goes wrong especially friendly fire due to stupidity,its called a cluster fuck.
And, it has been a favourite slang of mine for quite sometime...i use it on anything and everything...coz sometimes...a combination of Major and General Stupidity is a CLUSTER FUCK (see how i made em sound like military personnel?hahahahahaha..damn i'm funny)

Now returning to more pressing things, don't get me wrong-i don't think anyone and everyone should be allowed to get an abortion (thats why i said clauses),because humans in general are such that we tend to take things for granted and in the long run there are too many consequenses to suffer...
By availing abortions freely also means we'd have to cope with the medical consequences that follow on...and chances are most people wouldn't see the need of using rubber or contraception- creating a bigger problem...

Oh well...till the next cluster fuck...

Capricious Me...

They say capricorns are steady,ambitious,hard working,disciplined and persevering when it comes to work and life in general...

I on the other hand am a capricorn who seems to be proving all those above qualities wrong...

Why do i sound like i'm heading towards quarter life crisis at high speed?...coz i am...btw,they say the highest suicide rates are among those who are going through a quarter-life crisis (compared to mid-life crisis or 3/4 life crisis-do people live this long anymore?)

No actually i'm not going through any crisis or neither am i in a suicidal mood (its a cowardly act in my opinion)...the closest i'm getting to suicide is WORKING!I think i am just getting cold feet.

Last night while i was deep in thought (about life),Azie just told me that there's no way the qualities expected in any freaking sign make you who you are, infact its no where close to acurate...yes Azie totally agreed...I only brought up the whole capricorn thing for arguement's sake...*hehehe*

For as long as i could remember, Mondays never made it to my 'favourites' list but yesterday was quite a nice monday...hmm...
1- Our lecturer agreed that she's a guillotine-thats a first!
2- I spoke to my brother (highly refreshing)
3- Spoke to Shammie (long overdue conversation)
4- Spoke to ma (told me her tickets are booked...damn!! time to clear them ashtrays!)
5- Had a 'family discussion' with syu and azie...getting reality checks done on each other and wondering what life would be like 3months down the line.(this contributed to the 'capricious' me)
6- Gajain(my cousin) just told me he's not flying in for my convocation because he has certain commitments i.e;getting married-but i ain't complaining no more coz he promised to make it up to me! *evil grin*
7- Bunked work!!! (nothing beats going against norms)
Well...basically THIS monday provoked me to really think about what i want...

Few problems identified:
-When you get accustomed to living a certain lifestyle...the sudden change leaves you feeling a bit lost/blur/helpless...
-Adapting ourselves to what used to be a fundamental part of ourselves is going to be really hard *you don't teach old dogs new tricks*
-Working culture back home is totally different to what we've experienced here and i just realised NO intern has it easy *FUUUCCCKKKKK*(why did i even want to do medicine?)
-And for the first time, i'm going to be a BUM literally a BUM...its going to be the first time(in 6 and a half years) i go home not for a holiday and as a future investment but as a major liability!

Truth be told,i am just frightened...i don't know what to expect...i'm not sure of what i'm going to face...its not like war...at least at war you'd know if the enemy has nuclear war heads or not...but in a hospital...everything/everyones a nuclear war head in disguise.( i can't believe i just admitted that i am fucking scared)

As i am a walking contradiction- this too shall pass...i know i'll survive, Gloria Gaynor anybody?

I guess the hardest part is when you know what you want but just unsure as to how to acquire it.

So Monday passed and tuesday came along,by this time i was pretty much back to being my old calm,composed and laidback self...
This is what tuesday brought along :- A chauvinistic lecturer, A hall-less convocation and a request to explain what was shown in class on saturday by Adel (yes the syphillis-men-penis video)

See they say most doctors have got the god complex...and they are egoistic,over confident narcissists...(i'm none of the above...except maybe a narcissist)
Today i had the pleasure of meeting an interesting man,who is highly intelligent and passionate about what he does...must add he's also well read...here's the down side- Frighteningly Chauvinistic!
He asked each one of us what we intend to specialize in and nodded his head disapprovingly when a guy told him he wanted to be a pediatrician and did the same when azie told him she was keen in Orthopaedics...Why?
-Paediatrics-a field for women,they handle children better-men aren't cut out for it.
-Orthopaedics- Its a MAN'S field...it involves saws and bones and blood...not for a woman...especially a woman who wears a scarf!...(poor u piggy)

He thinks women belong in low risk occupations which require minimum effort and time, so that when she goes home at the end of the day she isn't too tired for her Husband.( What the fuck?!)
He certainly believes medicine isn't a woman's field...because it affects her domestic life...
(good point uncle johnny but seriously be a little supportive will ya?)

oh well...azie just made a brilliant point,he's wife is a medical practitioner as well-perhaps she neglected him through her early years as an intern?

I've got to hand it to you old man,you were honest enough to say you belong to the old school of thoughts...

Dear Adel,
The video was filled with mutated penises, basically these men didn't bother going to a doctor to see why they had chancres (small blister like things-a clinical sign of syphillis) on their penises. End result: Mutated looking organs...and more infected women...errmm..or men

Now that i've summarized the past 48hours, i've just got to go looking for answers and become a cardio vascular surgeon to piss more chauvinistic doctors off....hahahahahaha...

'PC'

Being politically correct in a not-so-politically-correct world is kinda tough...
Especially when you aren't sure of the people on the receiving side.
But the lecture this morning was very interesting (not because we saw every imaginable menifestation of syphillis),the lecturer actually addressed a group of coloured students as coloured students belonging to categories 3,4 and 5 Similar to the way a microbiologist would call penicillin as penicillin notatum.

*And i was impressed*(not really sure why though)

Oh and she also told us that communicating in English would be a small problem as she doesn't 'possess Oxford english'...but then again 'neither do you all right?' (small smile on her face while she said this)

Well this colour scheme thing's very the cun, the categories are between 1-6:

1- Scandinavian-Blond complexion w light hair and eyes.
2,3-European/American/Latin American
345-Chinese/Indians/Remaining Asians
6-Africans-dark hair,skin and eyes.

See after explaining this she asked why is it so?...is it because we don't have the same amount of Melanocytes (cells producing melanin@pigment) on our skin? (yours truly said yes-which is wrong)
Well truth is we all have the same amount of melanocytes on our skin,the difference lies in the amount of pigment generated i.e its quality and not quantity...

Now you'd wonder why were we going on and on with the whole colour thing,well its because certain dermatological diseases are harder to diagnose on pigmented skin (darker skin).
(NB:i really think i'm blogging all this so that i wouldn't forget why i went for my lectures this morning)

Actually the highlight of lecture/class was the video on men who neglect their penises...
You'd just wonder if they were plain stupid or just plain stupid...

Signing off as Coloured Student (between category 3&5)


Disclaimer: I just realised that i would never survive a spelling bee competition,thus i would to apologize for my very very poor spelling especially these words - weird/o,Petrol, and i think their.

Guylian

I can't believe after 7 days of lazing around,i finally have class tomorrow (saturday)...goddamnit people its saturday...who starts their week on a saturday?(ok i'll stop whinning now)

Just got home after planting my ass for 6 hours straight in a Guylian Cafe' with my unwinding buddies...yes the usual suspects.See...we were suppose to go out for Dark beer at coffee mania but syu and i read about this cafe which basically sells a few different types of Chocolate drinks,belgian waffles and almost every other guylian chocolate based products.

Me being me,decided to check out the ratings of this place online and also get a look at its menu (price being the dominating factor)-couldn't get much info online coz this place is fairly new but there were 2 reviews,one being 'Simply trash' and the other 'i would recommend this place to my friends',now more than ever we were determined to check this place out.

Well,the hot choc was absolutely delicious and it was only 5USD for 330ml-they had it in 2 flavours milk or dark choc.(i had dark choc)
What was even more amazing about this place was that they had a chess board!!!-Much to Syu's and Reena's dismay, Jason and i played to our hearts content while they went on about how we're being antisocials!!!

As usual we broached many subjects today but the 2 major ones being:
a) Are you capable of killing?(no not animal slaughter but humans)
b) How important is sex to keep a relationship going/how long can you go on without it?

Well...its common knowledge that chocolates are aphrodisiacs and they release enough serotonin and endorphines...after all that sex talk and i guess 6hrs of hot choco-am seriously considering a fuck buddy(no no reens,am kidding...seriously,just kidding)

See the up sides of fuck buddies are
1)Non committal-No emotions involved
2)If the sex is crap you get to say bye without much guilt
3)No one gets hurt
4)You still get to see other people
5)You're guaranteed of some action at any time of your liking

I'm not sure why i'm actually looking at the upsides of having FBs...and NO i am not getting one...i just felt like weighing the pros and cons of having FBs (no need to point out that i haven't mentioned any cons yet-YET is the key word my friends...its coming up soon)

About killing,yes i am capable.Seriously consider it guys,if lets say someone rapes your daughter and kills her and you find out who did it,chances are you'd give that guy hell-slow death!...

Disclaimer: I AM NOT CONSIDERING A FB...IT WAS A JOKE. (see what guylian hot choc does to you)

Osteochondrosis

The Osteochondroses are a family of orthopedic diseases that occur in children and in rapidly growing animals, particularly pigs, horses, and large breed dogs. They are characterized by interruption of the blood supply of a bone, in particular to the epiphysis, followed by localized bony necrosis,or death, and later regrowth of the bone.

The Pig that lives with me (read as:Syu),got home from the doctors' today with the diagnosis of Osteochondrosis-Spine Related also known as Scheuermann's Disease.
I lied to her about the age thing...i told her only old people get it...and she told me to F**K OFF!
Au Contraire it happens in growing children...and rapidly growing pigs...
That made me realise that both my housemates have got orthopedic abnormalities...both aquired in the last 2 weeks!...
That would mean in this week alone 4 of my friends have been in and out of hospitals...(seriousness of disease not taken into account)
Lets see: Praveen and Azie both had minor surgeries,Hari cut his finger,Syu has a back problem and Azie (again) has a dislocated ankle joint.
Un-fucking-believable!...

Here's something else-Syu and Dmitry's little game continued today...His secretary called to ask if she should schedule the meeting and he told her to schedule it if SHE thinks this M-O-N-Y-E-T person sounded sexy enough (all this happening infront of syu)
After sometime she called back to inform Dmitry that she tried calling M-O-N-Y-E-T and there was no answer (obviously monyet was with dmitry at the doctors and I was asleep)...
Syu's conclusion was that his secretary finds her voice sexy.(that marks the end of the game)
Sometimes i really wonder about her...

Oh...here's another wierd realisation(besides orthopedic accidents), i nuke my food.Anything and everything...earlier today was turkey cutlets...just a few minutes ago was green peas...syu thinks i've lost it...what she doesn't understand is time is of the essence and...it works well for a highly lazy person.

Till the next orthopedic injury...

Wierdos...Everywhere

It was a moderately wierd day...until i found out what happened to a couple of my friends...

Well in Moscow, Yellow Cabs are too expensive and we just don't use their services...and its common practice for Muscvites to hail down passing cars and get a ride to their destination for a fee...
I've been taking these 'cabs' for the past 6 years and till today (touch wood) nothing bad has happened...
SO...these friends of mine hailed a cab and were heading towards their destination when the 'cabbie' suddenly demanded for money...they then told him they'll pay him the moment they reach...he then claimed that he needs to refuel his car and he doesn't have cash on him...so they said get to the patrol station and we'll pay you...he didn't go into a patrol station,but he went about to swear...so when they were almost close to their destination they asked him to drop them off and paid him the previously agreed amount.
When they got off,he chased after them demanding more money and they told him that wasn't the price they had agreed for...soon every imaginable cuss word was spat out at them and when he didn't get what he wanted he spat on the face of one of them(literally)...

That in my opinion is highly traumatizing...

What even scarier is that...we always use the services of these cabbies to get around and most of the time we are alone...infact last night around 0045hrs i hailed a cab to get home and i took it for granted that alls good...now i am shit scared...i just realised that i take small gambles not thinking of the possible consequences...

The other reason why i had a wierd day is because Ms.Syuhada Ahmad and Mr.Dmitry Samokhin decided to provide entertainment...(recap):
*this is a phone conversation between syu and dmitry*
'B!! where are you now?'
'I have and appointment in a short while,i'm on my way there'
'Is it with me??...*cheeky smirk*'
'..mm..No...my secretary didn't say anything about a meeting with a Ms.Syuhada'
'oh...so now i have to make appointments to see you is it?...fine i'll do just that...'
'ok...while you are at it,tell my secretary that you are monyet calling from Milo Tv' (yes monyet as in the simian and milo as in the drink)

After half an hour...syu calls dmitry's office and does as told:

'Hi,Good Afternoon could i speak to Mr.Dmitry?'
'Sure, who should i say is calling?'
'...i'm calling from Milo Tv..'(at this moment she's trying hard not to laugh)
'Hold on please'

There was no answer on the other side so the secretary comes back to the line:

'I think he's in a meeting,shall i take a massage?'
'Is it possible for me to make an appointment to meet him tomorrow?'
'he's free around 3pm...could i have your name please?'
'its...M-O-N-Y-E-T'
'...mmoonnyee?...oh so you're french?'
'yes i am'
'i'll get him to call you back'
'thank you'

Now...how can you not laugh when someone has the balls to do something as wierd as that?here's the bad news...it didnt end there...syu kept harrassing dmitry about why he hasn't said yes to the appointment and wanted to know if he doesn't take her seriously...all he said to her was...

'sayang...how can i take the appointment seriously when a monyet calls from Milo TV wanting to meet me?'

Nuff' said eh Uncle Sam?

Talk about wierdos everywhere...(even in your own house)

Where's that?

Secret Garden


She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth if the
Words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get to that place where
You can't remember and you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay a million miles away,

I have no idea why this song always leaves me feeling a bit buzzed...oh well...

X marks the spot

Work was interesting...talking to my 15 year old student reminded me of things i missed most about myself...observing him all i saw was an unadultrated mind...He's still naive, very much an idealist...and innocent...
He BELIEVES in Utopia...the only thought in my mind after work was 'this too shall pass'...He'll grow up...become a cynic or a pessimist (i've failed to see the difference) and the world will be the same(maybe worst off)...

We were talking about (or rather i was telling him) Slobodan Milosevic and the Balkan war. Sometime between Milosevic and English grammar we ended up talking about Israel and Palestine(me thinks he was dodging the grammar test i gave him), the poor kid couldn't comprehend why adults aren't being adults...So i tried enlightening him and well..the idea of religon being the main barrier was an unfantomable idea for this kid...at this moment i wanted to tell him been there,done that,bought the T-shirt and reformed but i decided that he'll learn it in due time.
Then i realised we become cynical to a certain extent for self defence (i'm an optimist)...

As soon as i walked in,there was a message from reens and i could smell my H5N1(yes...chicken) in the oven (thank you azie for dinner)...
Since i was quite excited about my findings(what i missed most about myself),When Reena asked me 'how was my day' my answer wasn't 'good'--it was all of the above.I also decided to be an Acarina and tell her about how Nagasaki wasn't actually the main target for the Americans but the original city (i dont remember what its called) was covered in fog and the pilot couldnt locate the X so his commanders told him to go drop it in Nagasaki...she then asked me Whats the difference between an Atom bomb and a Nuclear bomb...

Mr.Google came to the rescue and enlightened me...they are one and the same(i always had thought 1 was more powerful than the other), the difference exsists between A bombs and Hydrogen bombs.A Bombs use nuclear fission whereas H bombs use nuclear fusion and is 1000 more powerful than an A bomb. There you go babes-i rescued your IQ from OC and Futurama!!...
(i like futurama btw)...

I think i'm gonna go for a double major or something...maybe nuclear physics...(only because it sounds cool)...

Sundays...

...sundays...back home would mean waking up late,having brunch,watching a movie,raking every news stand for the latest edition of Forbes/National Geographic/Times/Torque and such...but if the previous night involved extensive drinking then it would be waking up late, having lunch...going back to bed...(a total waste of time in my opinion)

...sundays...over here would mean unwinding...and it would involve waking up late...but nooo...these past few weeks have been terrible...well even if i wanted to sleep in,my biological alarm clock goes off at 0800!!..farkk...saturday for example,i slept at 0400hrs the previous night so i wasnt expecting to be up until noon...but i was up and about by 0800...fucking hell...well anyways it is sunday and i slept till 11!!...(the pleasure is unbelievable)....
Coming to think of it...there used to be a time when i could sleep at 10 hour stretches...damn...those were the days... (yes i am a lazy person)

Hyposomnia- is when you don't get enough sleep..i've been hyposomnia-fying myself so that i'd be able to sleep in during the weekends...it didnt work...anyways i did do some cross reference and it doesnt work that way...but sleep debt does occur...hmm...

...on the brighter side of life...my sunday is going the way i want it to...had me coffee while talking to my cousin and then my ma (i would like to reaffirm my stand of not being mummy's kid)...and started a book called 'Merde' actually'...its one of those books which is only for entertainment purposes...and i must say i have an affection for it...its quite interesting...

...on the darker side of life-basketball training yesterday was fun until azie sprained her ankle...and it doesnt look pretty...really...so i played doctor (no you perverts...as in i checked her leg)...and since she's immobile the phone was left next to her and i believe she was bored because she called a friend of ours and whispered something to him and passed me the phone...and guess what... she broke into a fit of laughter!--she asked this friend to speak to me in tamil and she also told him that i can't speak tamil to save my life and she being a Malay speaks better tamil!! (my arse laaa)
SHE JUST NEEDED THAT CHEAP THRILL TO KEEP HER ENTERTAINED!!...

Now i have 2 aims in life-a)to speak better tamil than Azie b)to worsen the condition of her ankle!

There's One other thing that i've noticed though...(and many would like to refute my opinion on this matter)
Being single is truely liberating,why?...because your SUNDAYS and pretty much any other day goes according to your rules and wants...i'm not saying having someone around is imposing, all i'm trying to say is--when there's someone else around, you automatically think for 2 people not 1.
Eg:- You'd want to stay in on a sunday, but your significant other would want to go for a play or something...and not wanting to be selfish,you'd drag yourself...(after protesting a little) and then the question of choices and taste also start to create friction...
...i think for now i'm very contended being single...and...there's ample space on the bed...(i can roll all i want!!)...

(NB:- Reena is my significant other till kingdom comes...right reens??..oww we've decided on baby-ing each other,honey-ing each other just wasnt our style...)

i'm going to go back to my book now...the main character has been picking courgettes...and scraping moss...wonder what's he doing now?...

Her Royal Syuhada-ness

Fishing For A Dream

lets go fishing for a dream
lets find some place new
somewhere we can be ourselves
some of the time

lets do loneliness in style
lets put on moonlight mile
and feel those radio waves flow
and don't say you won't

lose your heart, I lose my mind
we'll make quite a pair, dazzling all the time
celebrity parties, the red carpet mile
nothing is too good there for my girl
all of this world, is gonna see you shine



(NB: Do not take the words too literally, its one of those songs she's got a soft spot for)

She's one of those who keeps my sanity in check and naturally also drives me insane...gosh..as reena once said, you guys are like an old married couple...well...see...i was suppose to spend time with her today and...i didn't and i got a text msg that read : Soo typical..you know what?forget it...its fine!....

Now...i am royally screwed...hmm...

Anyone wanna trade places?

BUMMER...

*headphones on...my arms are suspended in mid air with a half full mug of coffee and deep in thought*

The past week or so...there's only been one song in my head...and its only these parts:

You've got to press it on you
You just think it,
That's what you do, baby
Hold it down, DARE...

Jump with the moon and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
Work it out...

And everytime i hear the song i imagine Noodle (yea the one fm Gorillaz) jumping around with that dumb grin...the wierdest part is,its not even in the Video...

Its one of those days where you do absolutely nothing-not because you have nothing to do,but because you don't wanna do anything!!...

First of all we were suppose to congregate and disect every muscle and artery in the Topographic Anatomy Dept, but we called it off...because we thought it would be better to reacquiant ourselves with the theoretical part first...But are we studying?...i know i'm not...

Chronological Order of activities:

Woke up-showered-had breakkie while watching the news-played a prank on syu-had me smoke-tried breaking my own high score in word worm-tried breaking my own high score in BIG MONEY-broke my high score in text twist- did my laundry- read me book and learnt about the Taiping rebellion (not in taiping but in Nanking)-finally broke my high score in word worm-checked mails-Spoke to me Ma (i'm not mummy's kid,we're just errmm...close?)-made myself some coffee-now i'm here...(looking back...i really don't have my priorities right do i?)

hmmm....thats how i spent 6hrs...ok this is bad...very very bad...now i'm feeling guilty...i've got to do something productive today...

Something wierd happened yesterday though, at 0015hrs (my time), my cousin calls me (thats 0515hrs in Malaysia) and says something incomprehensible...the language was english but the sentence was a bit wierd "Viroooo...shhhh....niii...thhheees sweeds are goingg to die...stoopid muther faakkerrss....,"

Then i get it...he's slurring...damn!..."hallooooo you there or not???..manerrr u pegiii??,"..."Yea am here...how u laa?"...."i need you to tell thiisss stooopid sweeeds that you speak a slavic language,"

Well,unlike home, to receive international calls i have to pay as well so, i cut him off and called him back (which is way way way cheaper)...well the problem was, he was drinking with a couple of swedish and finnish guys and one of em made a mistake saying that he knows slavic languages because he is Finnish!...well my cousin then corrected him saying that he speaks a scandinavian language not a slavic one...it then blew out of proportion because it was not only fuelled by alcohol but also testosterone...(god help mankind)...now to sort the problem out they had to pick on me...

20 minutes later, my ears were buzzing and i was worried (if he'd be able to get home)...and i now know that my cousin loves me very very much because he ended each sentence with "and you know i love you right??"

...sometimes...calls like this put a smile on your face and you wonder...farkk...that bugger remembered me while drinking (even if it was to diffuse a bomb)....damn thats sweet... well as they say 'IN VINO VERITAS '(there's truth in vine)...

Now i'm having a conflict...do i go out and spend sometime with syu or do i stay home and attempt studying....hmmm....guess i'll think it over with some nicotine in me blood...

Ain't No life Like BUMMING AROUND...

Of Swords and Spirals

I'm a worrier, i analyse and over analyse...sometimes a thinker...(those blue moon days-btw blue moons happen because of dust particles in the air which refracts air thus creating a blue shade)

Well...after over analyzing the little anger i felt after that small conversation with my mum, the only explanation i could come up with was the Sword and Spiral Theory.

The name was something i coined while talking to a friend of mine about relationships (platonic and intimate ones), friends,family et cetera.He was explaning about the sword which is something his dad told him about...and we ended up expanding the theory with spirals.

The Theory:

Well first of all you'd have to imagine you're in the middle and there are 3 circles around you..(like a target). The circle closest to you is surrounded by swords and the other 2 are empty.
The circle furthest away from you represents co-workers,acquaintances, and others with whom you share a superficial relationship.
The Second one- friends,extended family members and people who actually mean something to you.
The one nearest to you i.e the one surrounded by swords-people whom you'd trust your life with-in most cases its your parents/siblings/your significant other.
Here's the problem-everytime YOU allow somebody to enter your inner circle,you equip them with a sword-that means they have the power to hurt you. Thats the reason why when lets say 2 different people pass the same remark about you-one a friend and second your sibling.The remark your friend made doesnt seem to get to you...but when your sibling says it...you're about to break apart.

And linked to this is the spiral part of the theory...well...to belong in any of the circles requires effort and...most of the time friends start off as co-workers...over time they become friends...and then really good friends...soon share a special bond and semi consciously they allow each other access into the inner circle.

This works like a spiral...which is gradual...and is wide on the outside but finally reaches the end which is just a point.

So how's this related with my anger?...well..my mum has a sword (not many people do in my heart) So it hurts me to know that i'm powerless from such a distance and that perhaps she should understand that it could be dangerous if she delays meeting the surgeon.( i know she does,which pisses me off even more).

Right now i'm not bugged by it...and hey i just had another random thought...i really wanna pose in Rodin's The Thinker manner...with clothes on though...

March 8th

Today In History (March 8):1917

With 2 million Russian soldiers dead in the war, Russian women again chose the last Sunday in February to strike for "bread and peace". Political leaders opposed the timing of the strike, but the women went on anyway. The rest is history: Four days later the Czar was forced to abdicate and the provisional Government granted women the right to vote. That historic Sunday fell on 23 February on the Julian calendar then in use in Russia, but on 8 March on the Gregorian calendar in use elsewhere.Right now we celebrate it on the 8th of March,and its a national holiday.

Who wakes up early in the moring(got about 5hrs of shut eye-finally) heads out to the mosque to buy Lamb and Beef (fresh cut..kick ass meat!!)and then goes to work(which is a total of 6hrs),after work goes for basketball training and comes home looking like a paraplegic?

ME!!
ouch...ouchh....ouchhhh...

every bloody joint and muscle in my body's aching...the pain's abso-fucking-lutely (thats an in-fix btw) unbearable!!!

Well prefixes and suffixes are heard of right, well infixes exsist too...in tagalog and another language but not in english.Anyways, our habit of bastardizing anything and everything has led to the wide acceptance of infixes in english...hmm..i don't even remember how we got here...

oh yes...the problem's not that i was out and about on a public holiday(when i should've lazed in bed with a book all day)
It was more of those lessons-you-never-learn...well...for 3years in a row we've had basketball training for the intervarsity games and yet i make the SAME mistake every year!!...
I DO NOT WARM UP ENOUGH ON DAY 1...fuck fuck...i think i popped my knee (ok exaggerating a little there)...And we have training on saturday...hopefully i warm up enough THIS time...

Beyond my little superficial accident, i learnt quite a few things today for example: Bandicoot's have got double sexual organs (not like selective sexuality)...more like the threesome kind...
The male of the species has got 2 penises and the female 2 vaginas...NICE...and just after reading this i checked my mails and a friend of mine justified the practice of anal sex...hmm*deep in thought*
I really think its a sign guys...its common knowledge that someone's been going through a dry spell (no offence reens baby)...but this is like the gods are finally telling me "even bandicoot's are having double whammies!!! LOSER!!"

The next thing was-I've really got to quit smoking...i've been saying that for 8 years.My lungs sent me very subtle messages while i was on the court!!(its again under the category of lessons you never learn)

.....and never call your mum at 0800hrs (your time) which is 1300hrs (her time) because the conversation will go something like this:

Me : Hey ma,moring...
Ma : Oh hi sweetheart...this is a pleasant surprise...btw its lunch time here,don't you have lectures or something?
Me : No, Its a public holiday.
Ma : ...are you sure?...were you out last night?
Me : If its 8am here and i'm on the phone with you,isn't it probable that i slept at a reasonable time?
Ma : I thought my daughter's graduating as a doctor...but she sounds more like a lawyer.
Me : ...funny ma...anyway i called about your results...how did you appointment go?
Ma : *uncomfortable silence*...*more uncomfortable silence*...i couldnt go for it.
Me : ...why? what happened?...
Ma : Something came up over here...had to tie up some loose ends...
Me : oh ok... (actually at this moment,i was mad...very very mad...very very very mad) ma, i was just on my way out..and i called to know if everything's ok...well...i'll call you later tonight?
Ma : Oh...where to?...i thought you said it was a public holiday?
Me : The Mosque...to buy meat from the halal butcher...the quality of the meat's better than the others...and on weekdays i just don't have the time.
Ma : oh ok...well...i'll talk to you later,take care of yourself...i love you sooo much princess.
Me : Love you too ma...

Why is it a bad idea?...well this requires some history...mum's been having a condition called DVT and recently her left leg's showing signs of an occlusion and when she told me about it she sounded calm but not composed..i actually sensed some anger...and...well...when i pressed for details...she told me that she was disappointed with me because she expected me to be more sensitive to her needs(when i was home for the summer) and as a future doctor i should show more compassion and the list of complaints went on...
Well...so...when she told me she was meeting her vascular surgeon on the 7th, i figured she'd go for it and know what her course of action should be. Instead she didn't go for the freaking fucking appointment...hmm...i really don't know whats pissing me off...
SO ITS A BAD IDEA BECAUSE ITS A POTENTIAL ANNUERYSM INDUCER!...

In short, i had a pretty constructive day...and made a few mental notes...and..i've got to do something about my dry spell...goddamnit!!!...

Save The Humans!!!

Weekends=Unwinding=Cafe'=Reena (yes yes my significant other)+Jason@Don Tan@WingMan@Bee Kins!
(Sometimes auntie CJ joins us)

Most of the time our conversations are very current-issue related or something to that effect...
As we remember the Hamas reps were in Moscow and simultaneously the Iran nuclear convention was also taking place.This was mediated by Mr.Lavrov (Russian Foreign Minister), who in my opinion seemed like an interesting chap...seemed intelligent or perhaps learned. I especially loved his answer when a journalist asked him "Isn't there a diplomatic way to resolve the problem with Iran?"
Mr Lavrov : I believe there's no such thing as diplomacy, so to answer your question a diplomatic way doesn't exsist.

Ahh...sweet...the first Modern day politician to admit that there's no such thing as diplomacy!
Well, the good thing was he was optimistic about reaching an agreement with Iran, somehow i really do admire the way The Russians have been handling the western world.

Well from the Iran and Hamas topic we ventured into a news report about a 13 yr old who was raped by 13, 13 yr old boys...but she's still a virgin...well...basically they had anal sex with her.
OUCH!!!...
I think the details are better left out...well the entire conversation then turned to "How's anal sex acceptable?"

Reens: Do we see animals having anal sex?
Me : No...
Reens: Now isn't that sad?..We were created with brains and yet we don't use them do we? Lesser creatures like animals know that anal sex is NOT natural...why can't humans understand that?

Me : Well..yea...
Reens: Can you explain the need to have anal sex?...i mean why do people have anal sex?
Me : Well i guess when somethings forbidden or perhaps not a norm, theres a temptation...
Reens: Are you tempted?...Aren't they afraid of infections?...heamorroids?...
Me :....No?

All this while Don Tan's quiet and has a small smirk on his face...i catch this and ask him to elaborate...

Jason : I was watching a programme once about nature or pollution and the activists had banners that read 'SAVE THE PLANET'...the presenter of the programme then interviewed an environmentalist who said he doesn't understand the fascination humans today have towards saving the environment...he backed his statement by saying that the planets going to be around for a few million years and Mother Nature knows how to cope with change...and its the humans who need saving because part of the compensation by the planet means gases and toxic materials are released thus poisoning humans...if humans decide to litter...its their health they've got to be thinking about!...

All three of us burst out laughing...and we were in fits of laughter for quite sometime...our latest tag line's SAVE THE HUMANS!!...
By the way, we've also decided to wear t-shirts that read "i see stupid people.." (not very original but still its hilarious!!)

Isn't this a great way to UNWIND?

Spacing Out

Why too much of something's bad for you?

Scenario:
My livingroom after class one very cold afternoon,3 people were sitting around drinking milo-Ritz,Syu and yours truly...This is the conversation

Syu :Eh Ritz!!...I think something's wrong with V laa...
Ritz :Yea..me too...
Me :...
Syu :*turns around towards me* sorry ahh...i know we're talking about you as though you aren't here.
Ritz : hahahahahahaha...
Syu : i mean seriously i think she's become slower and she always seems lost and in her own world!
Ritz : Its the Ipod...chuck it or hide it or ruin her headphones...
Syu : Yeah!!...most days i feel like doing just that...look...today for example...we were all together talking and she had her headphones on...and when you talk to her you don't get any response!! V...i think you shouldn't use the ipod like that...your reflexes have become slower...and...
Ritz: i'm telling you...just chuck it!!....
Me : *i grunt something inaudible and continue spacing out*

i don't know how the conversation ended...

Next day after class, as i headed out for my dose of nicotine dipta joins me...

Dee : V!!...you know i bet you have your own little world with your own language,principles,laws,philosophies...right??? *big wide grin on her face right now*
Me : mmm...thats a good thing isn't it?...*dumb grin*
Dee : hmm...*deep in thought*...ok at least don't put on your earphones laaaa...why?we not interesting enough for you is it?...its just that...its just a coincidence that we don't talk whenever your earphones are not on...i think its psychological...i think we are trying to cope with the shock that your earphones are NOT on!...seriously...we are interesting!!...

I did not use my Ipod that day...so that i could..CONVERSE with Ritz,Dee and Syu...
And CONVERSE we did!! (yoda action there)

Well guys, if its any consolation...its not that i don't find you guys interesting,its just that sometimes its nice to listen to music and get lost in your own world...

I really believe that being oblivious saves your heart. (primary prophylaxis for heart disease...and maybe gastric ulcers)

Although i might have to contradict myself there by saying that obliviousness might ruin your perception of time...well recently i was reading something about time perception and if my memory serves me right, it said that the older we get the more ignorant we become (to outside changes), thats why we feel as though time flies or "my god...this place has changed a lot hasnt it??...*pointing at a round-a-bout that was constructed a couple of months back*...

But if we are just a little bit more observant we'd be able to see a gradual change and that would mean that we saw progress happen at a certain pace.Meaning time didn't fly or the round-a-bout didn't pop out of nowhere...

well...time's flying for me...and i don't want it to.
Looks like i've got to start being more involved don't i?...
There goes my favourite pass time...

Building Blocks

Building Block:

n.
1. A block used as a building material, especially a cinder block.
2. A small wooden or plastic cube used as a building toy.
3. A basic element or part of something: Amino acids are the building blocks of proteins.


Its almost the end of my 'journey' in Moscow...I'm not too sure what i'm feeling, but what i do know is that it feels heavy...

I've spent slightly more than one fourth of my life here and somehow its molded me into what i am today. Well when i say Moscow, i mean everything that comes with it...especially FRIENDS...

Part of growing up included interactions with your peers, my peers have thought me more than i could ever envisage and i just wish i could explain to them their roles in my life...i guess the simplest way of making them understand is just by saying THANK YOU.

I'm not sure how i've influenced or contributed in their lifes...whatever it maybe i hope it was more good than bad.
You guys were my 'building blocks'(in small but significant ways...Thank You People...)

Changes always occur...they say changes are always meant for the better, i guess 6 and a half years is a very long time and its just natural for some form of evolution.
Maybe its just me but certain changes that have occured illustrate stupidity more than anything.
Beyond all the changes,i've been trying to figure out what kind of person am i (ethically):-

a) Deontologist
b) Utilitarian

Now if i was a deontologist i would believe in perserving an individual's rights. An Utilitarian on the other hand has the "The greatest happiness for the greatest number" principle.
If i was a) then i should shut my eyes,gap,ears and finally turn off my brains temporarily.
If i was b) then i should do everything in my power to make this 'mini evolution' turn out for the better...

Then again, i'm a very lazy person who over simplyfies my own life...right now i feel like getting back to the couch and continuing my cardio (channel surfing).

Collateral Damage

Hypocrisy is the act of pretending to have morals or virtues that one does not truly possess or practice. The word derives from the late Latin hypocrisis and Greek hupokrisis both meaning play-acting or pretence. The word is arguably derived from hypo- meaning under, + krinein meaning to decide/to dispute. A classic example of a hypocritical act is to denounce another for carrying out some action while carrying out the same action oneself.

The term hypocrisy is also commonly used in a way which should be more specifically termed a double standard, bias, or inconsistency. An example would be when one honestly believes that one group of individuals should be held to a different set of morals than another group.

Well in my world (mind you its not very big), being hypocritical is also key to surviving-i'm not condoning it, what i'm trying to say is- its natural to contradict yourself in the course of self preservation but whats not acceptable is exercising it to the level where you start lying to yourself! (i'm a hypocrite!)
If we take the time to observe stewards/stewardesses who are explaining safety procedures on a flight, you'd actually get what i mean.
Cardinal Rule: When and If oxygen masks drop from your overhead cabin make sure you attend to yourself and then to your children/spouse/accompanying passengers.

Returning to my initial unhappiness with hypocrites in my world:

Problem:I lose my appetite and gag the moment i'm in the company of 2 very interesting people.

Question: WHY???

Answer:
This would involve a lot of history but to cut things short, we've got person X and Z both of whom i care for very much. X and Z have been having a major communication break down for the past 12 months because of a very controversial dispute.
Might i add here that there's no love loss between these two and they acknowledge that to other people but EACH OTHER!!!...
Well naturally as a friend i tried rationalizing with both parties but reached a cul-de-sac!
Now, if the problems limited to the two of them, its fine by me...go ahead wage a war and torture yourselves but no...friends are involved as well...mind you very good friends! (new definition of friends- COLLATERAL DAMAGE!)
In the span of 12 months we've seen these two go through cold wars,tears,bitching (hard core ones) and get a load of this--laughter and love!!!...
These irrational emotional outbursts come in phases and most of the time its more bad than good.
Till this very moment X and Z havent openly told each other of their concentrated hatred (remember everyone else knows) and in the company of each other they are best of friends in a very sick way.

I wont be surprised if S&M was created by these two.

So,point being?

Being hypocritical's fine in cases of self preservation...but please don't practise it to the point where it induces gagging and pure disgust.

Please own up to it and Fix your problems, some of us are sick and tired being THE COLLATERAL DAMAGE!

Loser?

Currently i'm reading a book called 'The know-it-all' by A.J.Jacobs, Its about a 30 something guy who suddenly realizes that he's become dumber than he could imagine and decides to read the Brittainica right from a-z.

Well, the part that got me intrigued was the small article about Horace Mann who by the way was an American education reformer. In his last speech to a bunch of graduates he said "be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity,"...hmm...now that's something to think about...

I'm 23, still a huge liability for my parents, yet to graduate and approaching quarter-life-crisis!
What will I be able to do that would actually bring some form of victory for humanity?

Then i asked myself, how many people out of the 6 billion or so that pollute err..i meant populate the world have actually thought of winning something (besides the lottery) for humanity?

Well, i started thinking of the possible reasons why some of us couldn't actually contribute:

a) Time- given the average life span of humans today (which is 65-70),we have more than enough time but wait...i forgot to subtract the time wasted in traffic jams,showers,corporate bull crap meetings,traffic jams,surfing the net (i'm part of this time wasting community), traffic jams,watching reality TV ETC.

b)Opportunity- common fallacy, it requires money (since 2% of the population controls 98% of the wealth and 98% of the population HAS to share 2% of the wealth).....the way i see it, this just requires determination and a little ingenuity.

c)Literacy- *See-Opportunity*

Now that i've been able to justify that there's NO reason why i shouldn't/CAN'T contribute, i shall go ponder upon what kind of contribution i'm capable of!!!

In short, i'm really wondering how i'm going to pull this off...

Any one willing to give me ideas?

Words-Sentences-Communication

Lost in translation?

"what the fuck was that babe?...read my comment...i'm going to bed now,"
"oh ok then...sleep tight..have a good day tomorrow...love you,"
"love ya too...night night,"

Currently communication seems to be the biggest problem in a world where satelite phones
dominate and define our very exsistance...
Someone very dear to me is going through a small predicament-Delivering bad news also known as the truth.

Here's the problem, we delude ourselves into thinking that we should be delicate,tactful,frank yet subtle etc while confronting a friend but seriously how?
After much deliberation and thought, the best way seemed to be the hardest i.e: explaining the situation without sugar coating it and then
presenting an ultimatum.
Which is the exact moment when defence mechanism comes into play...this is basically illustrated in the predator-prey model.
The predator,moves in...attacks...eats...moves on...
The prey on the other hand...doesnt see the predator move in, but somehow figures out its being attacked...does everything in its fragile position to not become
the latest culinary delight...but somehow fails...and well yes...the ending is the same as the predators story...

Basically, defence mechanism is the moment fm which the prey learns he's being attacked till the moment his down some lucky bastard's GI track...which in my beloved's case was pretty much the same not because the prey was the prey...but because the prey was actually a predator in disguise...
Well the prey in question who,in my opinion is guilty as charged created a parallel dimension in the discussion whereby he was made to look like the bloody victim who wasn't given a fair trial. He was given a fair trial but he wasn't listening...it was like selective hearing or something!!

Probably at this moment...all these may seem like jargon...but its something we all face at some point of our lives.

So,when i was approached with this problem...my first question was,does this person in question have an Extrinsic or Intrinsic Locus of control?
Answer : Extrinsic Locus of control...

(NB:Difference between Extrinsic and Intrinsic-Extrinsic's when you believe you are not to be blamed for any of the mishaps in your life and you are the victim.Intrinsic is when you take control over your life and believe only you can make a difference and no one's to be blamed should anything go wrong.)

Now, Game Plan---call me a manipulative asshole but the most logical approach to this problem was by letting this person know that he's right...he IS the victim...and we are worthless,insensitive and selfish people.

Guess what?...it worked...it worked!!!...confession: i am not proud of my course of action...but the point is...it yielded the results we wanted.

Communication's a tricky subject if u ask me...which is why most of the time...i try my level best to not communicate!...

Which i think is the main contributor to my deteriorating command of the english language...my sentences are mainly composed of grunts and the odd "what?"

Anencephaly

Anencephaly

Definition

an'en'ceph'a'ly

ajd.: anencephal'ic
Congenital absence of the cranial vault, with the cerebral hemisperes completely missing or reduced to small masses.

Famous anencephalics would include George Bush, George W. Bush, George W.X. Bush, George W.X.Y Bush and George W.X.Y.Z. Bush.

Their fraternity which is known as AAAS (All-American Anencephalic's Society),is a rather elite establishment which only opens its doors to fellow anencephalics or very close associates. Never the less, the number of members are growing so fast that they had to create new posts on the board. The latest one being 'Official Society Logo Polisher'. This post seemed to be in lesser demand compared to the post of ' Official Oil-Rich Country Observer'.

Disclaimer- Any depiction in this blog is purely fictional
It has no connection with anyone dead or alive (like that makes a difference!)

My First...

...first day of the month...good start:
1) i woke up at 7.30am (quite an achievement,considering my track record)
2) had a shower before class!!!...(now thats too much information)
3) decided to blog for no apparent reason (must have something to do with the i'm-interesting-as well complex!)

Yes its obvious now isn't it?
i suppose its the virgin-like-touch (no pun intended)...
i just realised i summed up my day in less than 100 words!

No,actually we were sent home by our surgery lecturer-i suppose the incompetance stank her room up like a dead rat!

Right now my face's suppose to be buried in my surgery text book...but being an excellent dodger,i'm here!! (very triumphant grin on my face right now)