Tuesday, March 15, 2005
tmr's uni holi, whilst everybody's having their reading week, i still have to preb my pbl and work on amsa also needa write a review on n840 for a website. now up to 2500words. should take another 1000. and some seriously professional macro shots.
i don't know what kinda person you would think i am if you have never known me but simply read my blog every now and then. a busy mad med student struggling and chanting and giving life rants everyday, or a guy that is so sad and so up himself with the problems he is facing which is no biggie at all to u or comparing to most/a lot of people. writing an online journal is like a leap of faith in a way you try to be honest as possible, taking into consideration that the internet whether u want it or not is a public place i.e. not as private as your public area, and supposedly only the people you know would have access to the blog, weblog, online journal, which is supposed to be really personal. i consider this as a really good learning experience, because in a way you are trying to censor yourself at first, but as time goes, u'll actually find that yer more confined to the way of thinking that you are not ashamed of sharing. i.e. peer pressure have already shaped ur mind, mould you into thinking more "unblamably". language is a really special possesion to us as everybody has its own distinct fingerprints, like me, inconsistent spelling, run on setences, or broken phrases and syntax but sheets of photos flipping in front of ur face. lists. what is that supposed to tell you. gee this guy is random, organized and disturbed in a way. or simply this guy does not have too much thought on what he's typing and with nil consideration to readers' visual satisfaction. some people say that the ultimate state of selfishness is the complete internalization of all ur thoughts. scanning that logic again this time caudal-cranially, wouldnt it be a the ultimate form of selflessness? because ur internalized and detached from this whole surrounding, then ur nonexistence in this pool is simply a hole in the middle of a swimming pool that might be caught on a film at shutter speed= 1/2000s. but dynamically and normally absent. hence, self less ness. the field nurse that brought us around at QMH today was the person who has found the best suited job on earth. she's been utterly and genuinely enthusiastic about patients, us, our work, our understanding and feelings. but there's one thing that's uncanny about her, she gave us a feeling that she completely hid herself from us, it's like an ATM machine splurting out money when there's virtually nothing in the banksafe, nothing that you can see.
i dunno what that is.
music in my head: home, by michael buble
on your left, the back of sharp's low end 3G SH700i with a slented camera for easier handling not fancy at all but looks plain and nice
trapped in the maze of time..7:20 AM