What I've been studying lately.

Deliberative model of the Physician-Patient Interaction

A rich tai-tai (picture Rosie from Phua Chu Kang) strolls into The Beautiful Life clinic...

Dr Chong
So, tell me what you don't like about yourself?

Patient
My boobs. I'd like to upsize them to F-cup

Dr Chong
Erm, I don't think F-cup would suit you. I'd recommend Jessica Alba-cup.

Patient
Dun want la...I want F-cup.

Dr Chong
Why F-cup?

Patient
The bigger the better mah. Then I got the right to wear low-cut tops, like Pamela Anderson. *Winks at doctor*

Dr Chong
Actually, that isn't the right value to have. Don't you think that exaggerated size is aesthetically repulsive? I think so. You are not going to have anything other than Jessica Alba-cup.

This is how the Deliberative model can turn into the Paternalistic model.

Paternalistic model of the Physician-Patient Interaction

Patient
Give me a few good reasons why I should get that vaccine.

Dr Chong *To the nurse*
Grab him and hold him down. *Forcibly jabs patient*

Dr Chong *Wags index finger at patient*
You'll thank me one day.

Movie Review: Step Up 2006

Storyline: 3/10
Acting: 7/10
Dancing: 9/10

Overall rating: you do the math. mine sux.

Monday squandered. Tuesday wasted. I really should be studying, but my values have changed ever since that converstation with Kerfern. I want to seize every opportunity to hang out with people I'll miss for the next 2 yrs. I don't want to leave this place with regrets. But how do I balance living and mugging?

Dinner last night was yummy! Pasta, with extra sugar. I was touched that the chef, who dislikes sugar, added more in after remembering that I like my pasta sweet. Haha! Other than crazy 24 hr shifts, I now have diabetes to look forward to as well.

Reflections II

Lasts

Last. Duration. End. The last day of school. Memories that will last a lifetime. I prefer to use the word as a verb. But...

There have been so many 'lasts' (noun) this week. Each one more tear-inducing than the last; the last lecture of the year, the last PCL, the last anatomy dissection. I'm tempted to wish that this year would never end, but the smart-alec part of me once told John that things are enjoyed best when there is a fixed amount of time alloted to them. (Like you wouldn't want to be 21 forever right?) Eternal life is the worst curse.

Having said that, I still feel profoundly sad that the academic year has ended. 2006 has been a year of tremendous growth, induced by great transition. It is the year I learnt to live, and to let live. God has been kind to me.

Let the tears rain down from heaven,
that they may ease the pain.
No memories shall be forsaken.
Nothing is in vain.

Reflections

Have I stopped to smell the flowers on the way home?
Have I told people around me how much I appreciate their being there?
Have I made a friend smile today?
Did I thank God for everything he has given me today?
Did I help someone in need?
Can I say I have lived this day without regrets?

The answer to most of the questions is 'no'.

What's holding me back?

Rojak

Sorry for the blogging hiatus! The past month and a half has been such a blast; there have been so many things going on in my life that if I wrote a post on any of them, it would have been doing injustice to the rest.

However, feedback from my dear readers has made the above stated reason appear invalid. So here's a brief history of the past 1.5 months (expect a patchy fill of the lacuna!):

Been Hanging out wif the other 2 musketeers



Kerfern & Kary
These are the reasons why I dun wanna go back to M'sia next yr. No one has changed me more than the person on the left, and no one knows me better than the babe on the right.

KARY's 19th BIRTHDAY



19 stars bearing birthday wishes from 19 friends. While I was folding them, I thanked God she was only 19. I'm not too sure I would have succeeded making 91 stars!

Kerfern, Ken and I surprised her at her house on 4th October with a cake Kerf had spent the entire night baking (12am to 6am leh!). I was so touched, even tho it wasn't for me.

Med Ball (which I didn't turn up for...yes, I've kicked myself for it already.)



Ling, John & Mel. More reasons why I dun wanna go back to M'sia next year.



Jon, Kerf & Josh.

Josh. My dear brother Josh. Not having this great study buddy next year is akin to losing a limb. I'm gonna miss his scintillating wit, his kwai-lan-ness, his teases and his brotherly love. Brother, I promise to blanjah you at KL ZOUK next year.