<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:29:17.171+08:00</updated><category term='Hanazakari no kimitachi he'/><category term='DISC'/><title type='text'>PinVinBin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-5319464618583025192</id><published>2007-03-19T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:38:20.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've moved. If you wanna noe my new blog address, drop me a msg/sms/email. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-5319464618583025192?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5319464618583025192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=5319464618583025192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/5319464618583025192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/5319464618583025192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-7162538822046805912</id><published>2007-03-11T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:25:34.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the world coming to???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Check out this blog: &lt;a href="http://thebutterflytales.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thebutterflytales.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Before you think this guy is just like any other 20+-year-old 血气方刚 ardent clubber you see at MoS/Zouk/SJPS every weekend night, read further. And check out his archives, esp the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;July 05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; blog belongs to one of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;top 50 most eligible bachelors&lt;/span&gt; in CLEO magazine this year. What??!! You've read it right. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOP 50 MOST eligible bachelors&lt;/span&gt;. What is the editor of CLEO thinking?? Have all the men in Singapore died or gone extinct?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;How does one gauge the eligibility of being a 'TOP 50' bachelor?? Honestly, I think other than his sexual prowess and escapades, there is nothing else in this man that deserves my vote. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How can a guy who can't even keep his manhood in his pants properly be an eligible bachelor? How can you tolerate a guy who sleeps around while he's attached? How would you feel if your girlfriend has slept with this guy before? And really, I'm surprised he hasn't got any STIs yet. And I can't believe there are such silly and moronic girls who don't even know how to respect their own bodies, and throw themselves at such a beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOTALLY crude, 下流 and 低级&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-7162538822046805912?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7162538822046805912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=7162538822046805912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/7162538822046805912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/7162538822046805912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-is-world-coming-to.html' title='What is the world coming to???'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-3352467866677113736</id><published>2007-03-08T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:38:23.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DISC'/><title type='text'>DISC Profiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That was what we did during cell last night. Well, this 'test' is basically a personality &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;questionnaire to attempt to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt; help us discover more about our specific behavioural styles. The results are divided into 2 sections: "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is expected of me.&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;To put it simply, the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;former&lt;/span&gt; is my response to how I think people &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;expect&lt;/span&gt; me to behave. i.e. my normal guarded and masked behaviour. As for the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;latter&lt;/span&gt;, it is my response to how I feel and think &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;under pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -- how I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feel and think inside. i.e. my normal &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;guarded and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;masked behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My results for both sections were pretty similar, except that there is another codominant trait in the second segment. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So what types do I belong to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;For "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is expected of me.&lt;/span&gt;", I'm a "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steady Specialist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". The following is the description of such a person provided in the training booklet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"S"s are stable and shy types. They do not like changes. They enjoy pleasing people and can consistently do the same job. Secure, non-threatening surroundings are important to them. They make the best friends because they are so forgiving. Other people sometimes take advantage of them. They need to be stronger and learn how to say "No" to a friend who wants them to do wrong.  Talking in front of large crowds is difficult for them. They are motivated by sweet and sincere opportunities to help others.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As for "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt;", I belong to the "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steady Competent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"S/C" types are stable and contemplative types. They like to search and discover the facts. They like to weigh the evidence and proceed slowly to a logical conclusion. They enjoy small groups of people. They do not like speaking in front of large crowds. They are systematic and sensitive to the needs of others, but can be critical and caustic. They are loyal friends, but can be too fault-finding. They need to improve their enthusiasm and optimism. They are motivated by kind and conscientious opportunities to slowly and correctly do things.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Interesting? Accurate? ;^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-3352467866677113736?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3352467866677113736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=3352467866677113736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/3352467866677113736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/3352467866677113736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2007/03/disc-profiling.html' title='DISC Profiling'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-2389736443633437030</id><published>2007-02-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:40:35.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanazakari no kimitachi he'/><title type='text'>I'm totally crazy over 花盛リ の 君達へ!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;秋&lt;/span&gt; for sending me the link to watch episode 14 on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! It's certainly a good way to de-stress in the midst of my furious preparation for the neurotoxic upcoming exams. But it's a pity that the show is coming to an end soon... How I wish the show can just continue forever. Heh. Ella is 超可爱, and I noe the girls are crazy over either 吴(吉)尊 or 汪东城, and perhaps 唐禹哲. ;-) Dunno if it's just me, I do feel it's heart-wrenching sometimes to see 2 people truly liking and caring for each other, but yet unable to express their affection 'actively' for the other party. Sigh... Bittersweet romance. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;he furthest distance in the world is not when you can't see my love as I stand in front of you. It's when undoubtedly knowing the love we had yet we can't be together..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyways, if you recall, in Section 6 of the series, on the night before 瑞希 got 'assaulted' by 石兢航, when she was chatting with 泉 in the bedroom, there was this song that was playing softly in the background. That song can only be found in the 花样少年少女 soundtrack (Track 11), and so I wanna take this chance to recommend this song to whoever visits my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So what's so nice about this song? Well, for one, the lyrics are super-duper sweet and meaningful. Trust me, you dun need to be a linguist or an expert in Chinese in order to interpret the lyrics. =) Secondly, the tune is quite catchy and thirdly, the 2 Taiwanese female artistes who performed the song have pretty beautiful voices and they can harmonize quite well too. Hehe. So if you're interested in listening to the song, go check out &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;秋&lt;/span&gt;'s blog! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here are the lyrics of the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;遥望着你背影&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;有孤单太苍白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我多么想陪着你 走过人山人海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;当天空变灰白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你的忧伤澎湃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我多么想走进你 紧锁的心海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我一直都在你身后等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;等你有一天回过头看我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我的笑送给你 希望你快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你的难过都给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;关于你的一切 我都好好收藏着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我一直都在你身后等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;等你有一天能感觉到我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;就算我在你世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;渺小像一颗尘埃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我也会给你我所有的光和热&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-2389736443633437030?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2389736443633437030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=2389736443633437030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/2389736443633437030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/2389736443633437030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-totally-crazy-over.html' title='I&apos;m totally crazy over 花盛リ の 君達へ!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-116914844024192699</id><published>2007-01-19T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T13:53:12.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>绝对 Superstar, 有你没有他!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was at the results&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2816/621/1600/710094/P1190418.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; show at Mediacorp last night, witnessing the birth of the new male and female champions of this season's Project Superstar. Despite my age, I still felt very thrilled to sit soooooooo close to the stage and be part of the 'fan club' to hold placards and shout &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia-Ying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!' during the show (FYI, I was carrying the big red letter &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I appeared on screen a few times, cos I was sitting just right in line with the camera that films Quan Yifeng interviewing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kern Bai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's a pity that my friend din make it in the end, but I do hope some recording company will recognise her talent and cut an album for her. I personally feel she has a really very beautiful voice, powerhouse somemore. But it is a fact that &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sings very well too. And both of them are good friends, so I shouldn't complain anymore. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When the show ended, we went round taking pics and shaking hands with the contestants. Poor &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was tearing so I din bear to ask him for a pic. But I did shake his hand though. I wanted to console him but I was too stunned to say, " Dun give up.". Haha. He looks really cute even when he's crying. Haha. Sounds weird. But it's true! His puppy eyes make him look even cuter. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Diya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went up to thank her fans immediately so I din get to take a picture with her. But I must say, she's really petite and cute! =) Here's a side view of the new female champion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2816/621/1600/371201/P1190416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2816/621/320/156756/P1190416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And of cos, how can I forget the male champion?? I also went up to &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and congratulated him. He's really friendly in person and I took a pic with him!!! Haha. I noe many girls out there are waiting to kill me, but who cares? =P Here's Daren and me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2816/621/1600/980068/P1190421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2816/621/320/69627/P1190421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Finally... We went to look for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and talked to her. She's very pretty and nice to talk to! Haha. Shook hands with her and took a pic with her too. Me and her only! No one else! Haha. Can't sleep tonight liao. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-116914844024192699?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/116914844024192699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=116914844024192699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116914844024192699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116914844024192699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2007/01/superstar.html' title='绝对 Superstar, 有你没有他!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-116701573890346577</id><published>2006-12-25T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:39:32.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting read on Christmas Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A boy was born to a couple after 11 years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the treasure of their lives. But something happened when the boy was around two years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One morning, the husband saw a bottle of medicine on the table which was left opened and uncapped. He was already late for work, so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. But his wife, preoccupied with the household chores, totally forgot about it. Alas, the boy saw the bottle and was attracted by its colourful label. He fiddled with it for a moment and then drained the bottle of its contents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unfortunately, the medicine was a very potent one and must be taken only in small amounts each time, even for adults. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital. But the doctors failed to resuscitate him. He passed away on that night. The mother was very traumatized and she had no idea how she was going to face her husband. When the distraught father rushed to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, what do you think were the five words the husband said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The husband just said, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am with you, Darling.&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. The child is already dead. He can no longer be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he himself had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened. No one is to be blamed. The mother had also lost her only child. She is also grieving. What she needed most at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. And that was exactly what her husband gave her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if everyone views life with such perspective? But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;more often than not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we are too preoccupied with seeking responsibility for every mistake that has been made, be it in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-116701573890346577?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/116701573890346577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=116701573890346577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116701573890346577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116701573890346577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/12/interesting-read-on-christmas-day.html' title='Interesting read on Christmas Day...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-116401749963044463</id><published>2006-11-20T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T15:50:26.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我喜欢亲亲，暖暖，小手拉着大手的感觉！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;OH. MY. GOD. I AM GOING TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FISH LEONG&lt;/span&gt;'S 新歌发表会 AT THE MAX PAVILLION THIS SAT!!! 梁静茹, HERE I COME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-116401749963044463?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/116401749963044463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=116401749963044463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116401749963044463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116401749963044463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='我喜欢亲亲，暖暖，小手拉着大手的感觉！'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-116349335603192438</id><published>2006-11-14T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:35:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你的眼是芬芳的醇酒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;凝着许多记忆的深忧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我是未曾醉过的温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;浅浅一尝就不愿罢休&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你的眉是幽幽的港口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;蹙着许多静静的绸缪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我是一个情感的水手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;短短一驻就不愿再走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-116349335603192438?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/116349335603192438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=116349335603192438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/116349335603192438'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;真心地对我好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;不要求回报&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;爱一个人 希望他过更好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;打从心里暖暖的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;你比自己更重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-116280425522350195?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/116280425522350195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=116280425522350195' title='0 Comments'/><link 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forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I have not succeeded yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I have been a fool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I had enough faith to experiment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I’ve been disgraced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I dared to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I am inferior,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I am not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I don’t have it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I have to do something in a different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I’ve wasted my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I have an excuse to start over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I should give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I must try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Failure does not mean I’ll never make it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It does mean I need more patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-115751697087038191?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/115751697087038191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=115751697087038191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking less of yourself, but thinking of yourself less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;P.S. Sch has been terribly busy (now I understand why my peers didn't blog as often when they were in M5) and I'm moving on to Ortho posting next week. I'm enjoying school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-115226386310350034?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/115226386310350034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=115226386310350034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/115226386310350034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/115226386310350034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/07/humility-is.html' title='Humility is...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-115096266974779042</id><published>2006-06-22T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:51:09.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's Thursday today... 4 more days to the start of final year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;For the past 3 days, I've been feeling really down cos the Dean's Office still has not given me a positive response despite my incessant persistent bugging everyday. My imagination ran horribly wild and I even started to think of the possible jobs that I could take on if I couldn't graduate with a proper degree. And trust me, it's really unnerving to think of what you can do with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; an A level cert. I figured that I couldn't take on any civil servant job (though I felt that it would be really nice to be a teacher =P) and with all the qualifications I have currently, I would probably be better off being a full-time tuition teacher or a tour guide for Japanese tourists. Sounds really funny eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In any case, I tried calling up the Dean's Office again today. No one picked up the phone this morning. So I tried calling again 30 minutes ago. And this time, it got through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And guess what? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GOING BACK TO MED SCH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I am so so so happy now! Really. You can't imagine how thrilled I was to hear something different from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"student-affairs-lady" this time - hear her say that the Dean felt that it was alright for me to continue with final year, provided that I present him with a detailed treatment plan for the next 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Man... I could have jumped for joy but I refrained from doing that cos all my lab mates were ard. Heh. So right now, she's planning to put me back into a clinical group and hopefully she can get back to me asap this time. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;All in all, this entire episode has indeed been a very trying period for me. But thankfully, it was also a good opportunity to draw me closer to God and also to make me appreciate the number of caring true friends I have ard me. It also revealed to me who are those who are really concerned about me and those who only wanted to gain something for me. Painful and costly experience. But now that I'm back on track, I would say whatever happened has been worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks very much once again for those who have supported me and helped me during this period. I'm really really really grateful to have you guys ard me. Here's a big hug for you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-115096266974779042?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/115096266974779042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=115096266974779042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/115096266974779042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/115096266974779042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-115009834994750751</id><published>2006-06-12T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:55:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, it's about 2 weeks to the starting of final year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Still, I haven't got any news from the Dean's Office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I called up the lady in charge of student affairs this morning. And amazingly, I got through to her on the second try! Thinking that I might be having more good luck coming my way, I popped the question, "Has the Dean written to the Registrar's Office?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The answer in return, well, was not exhilarating, but neither was it totally unexpected. Apparently the Dean had been away for the past few days and he only came back to the Office &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Which means he prob has 1001 things to attend to before seeing mine. What's worse is that his daughter would be going for an operation tomorrow and I figure that would mean he would be taking even more leave in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is this a bad omen? Am I really not fated to go back to school? After reading the sad story of my fellow senior (Dr) Adrian Yeo, I can't help but feel scared at the thought of having to return $400,000 to the government for breaking the bond. If I were really forced to stop school, and if I can't serve in the hospitals to fulfil my bond, then where on earth am I going to find $400,000 to pay MOH?? Why do such horrendous monetary disasters happen to me and not my richer peers? Seriously, my family is not well-to-do and I'm sure there are many more people in my faculty who can afford this sum of money! And is my character so bad that I must be punished in this manner? I'm sure there are many other colleagues out there who are in this profession for the wrong reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh well... I guess... There's nothing I can do at the moment. Ironically, that's what the school student advisor said to me too. I'll just have to continue waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-115009834994750751?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/115009834994750751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=115009834994750751' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/115009834994750751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/115009834994750751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-updates.html' title='More Updates'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114897026017414799</id><published>2006-05-30T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:24:20.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;如果爱一个人是那么的痛苦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;为何人们还傻傻地飞蛾扑火般地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;寻找那虚幻飘渺的爱情呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;如果人们真的自爱的话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;为何还有人不顾自身的安危&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;偷尝那外甘内涩的禁果呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114897026017414799?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114897026017414799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114897026017414799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114897026017414799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114897026017414799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='如果。。。'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114844388078218325</id><published>2006-05-24T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T12:17:28.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Many ppl have been asking me whether or not the Dean's Office has confirmed with me regarding my re-admission to med sch this acad year. So I thought I should just inform you guys here, for those who are interested of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've seen the school psyc (Prof Fones, for those who noe him) and I thought he gave me quite a positive response that day. As for my own psyc, he has gone away on a conference and would only be back on 31st May. So I guess I've to wait till early June before I can get the letter from him to submit to the Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I do feel a bit uneasy cos sch would supposedly start in late Jun this year. Suppose I can get the letter to the Office by 2nd Jun (Fri), they would prob take some time to process the 2 reports and submit their recommendation to the Reg's Office. Assuming this gets done by 16th Jun (Fri), I'll have barely ONE week left to the start of school. And I still have to wait for the positive reply from the Reg's Office... If there are any delays or hiccups along the way again, I really can't imagine what would happen. Sigh... Oh well, let's just hope that things would go smoothly ba... I've waited for a year le... Can't possibly make me wait for another rite? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114844388078218325?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114844388078218325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114844388078218325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114844388078218325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114844388078218325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114680790735106933</id><published>2006-05-05T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T13:45:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In God's time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I went for another cell group session yesterday night and I shared my frustrations regarding this issue with the others in the group. They suggested that I send another email to the school counsellor and at the same time, a carbon copy to her boss (i.e. the Dean). They believed that by doing this, things would get done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I thought for the whole night and I kept questioning myself if that was really what I should do. I didn't really want to antagonise and exert too much pressure on the school counsellor cos she had been quite helpful all this while. So even when I went to sch this morning, I was still thinking about it and feeling quite uncertain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then something good happened -- I bumped into the counsellor in school! Face to face! She was so apologetic when I approached her and she told me that she had just replied my email and I could proceed with the necessary steps to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am so thankful that I trusted God's faithfulness and didn't send out the 2nd email in the end. Really. Everything that is to happen will happen. In God's time of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114680790735106933?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114680790735106933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114680790735106933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114680790735106933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114680790735106933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-gods-time.html' title='In God&apos;s time...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114673121216287104</id><published>2006-05-04T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:32:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than 2 months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Dean's Office still hasn't got back to me with regards to my case... And if you're wondering if I had even taken the effort to remind them, trust me, I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I started with sending an email to the lady in charge of student affairs, but all I got was an &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;auto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;reply from her, which was totally irrelevant and not related to my problem. How stupid can modern technology get?! Anyways, I had the strangest impression that she went overseas, so I waited a few days before I went down to the Dean's Office personally to see her. But to my disappointment, the girls at the counter said I could only see her if I've made an appointment with her. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO!!!&lt;/span&gt; Do they noe this &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; urgent matter? And how in the world am I supposed to fix one with her when she doesn't even bother to reply to my email??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyhow, I still left my name and hp no with the counter girls, hoping that she would call me back when she's free. BUT... I still din hear anything from her. And mind you, it was already end-April by then. So since she din call, &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; called her instead. And guess what? I got directed to the bloody answering machine every time I do so. Hmph. Totally exasperating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So 2 days ago, I typed out in black and white a note for her, informing her that I am most eager to hear from her regarding my case. But still, there's nothing from her... I understand that she's busy with all the new admissions to my fac for this acad year, but hey, does she expect me to wait for another acad year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am really feeling quite disturbed, cos there's only slightly less than 2 months from now to the time M5 officially starts. Oh well, I'm not too sure when the final year would really start this acad year, but judging by last year, it should be in end June I think. Hmm. BeliefInLife has suggested looking for my MP during one of those walkabout sessions and tell him about the situation I'm facing. Well, I guess this might help but I find it difficult to broach the entire issue to another person again (and this time it's the MP *gasp*) -- starting from why I took a break from school, to what I have been doing all these while and what I expect him to help me with... It's kind of like opening Pandora's Box if you get what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, on one hand, I'm dying for some external help to get the stupid Dean's Office ppl to advise me on what to do, and on the other, I'm trying to settle things all by myself and not to get too many people involved... Difficult situation indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So with a very heavy heart, I went for cell yesterday night. And to my astonishment, the message for P&amp;amp;W last night was "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God is in control&lt;/span&gt;"! I was like, wow, God noes exactly how my heart is feeling! And I was even more amazed when my cell leader came up to me and told me, "God will see to completion the work that He has started in you." At that instant, I could feel my spirit lifted and my burden relieved. I have decided to receive the affirmation by faith. But that does not mean I'm slackening and I'm not pushing the Dean's Office ppl anymore. I noe God will definitely ensure that I can go back to M5 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if that is the path that He really wants me to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114673121216287104?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114673121216287104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114673121216287104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114673121216287104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114673121216287104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/05/less-than-2-months.html' title='Less than 2 months...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114585131951089611</id><published>2006-04-24T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:32:55.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aghast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmm... I met a really weird person on my way to church tuition last Sat. This was what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As you guys who so often take the MRT would noe, imprinted on the floor of the platforms (of most train stations) near the tracks are the numerous &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow "Y"-shaped signs&lt;/span&gt; to mark out where the train doors would roughly be and to encourage us to stand according to where they are to enhance the efficiency of human flow in and out of the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then there was this person (I shall call him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt;), who stood right in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the "Y". For the rich people who don't take the MRT, the centre of the "Y" is &lt;em&gt;supposedly&lt;/em&gt; allocated for the passengers to alight and leave the train. Well, that wasn't really a very big thing honestly, so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt; continued to happily stand in the middle of the "Y". But what was worse was that he was standing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BEYOND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the yellow line! I wanted to go up to him and pull him back (cos he's really endangering his own life, and others' too) but I didn't. I was thinking to myself, "The driver would &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; sound the horn at him later." But seriously, he looked so learned and educated (bespectacled and all), doesn't he understand simple Physics??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So when the train pulled into the station, lo and behold, the driver sounded the horn! And do you noe how much I dislike the MRT horns? They're always so stupidly loud and it never fails to give me a shock every time I hear it lah, no matter how 'prepared' I am. =P Anyways, that's not the worst thing. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt; didn't seem to think that the horn was directed at him and he actually turned to look around him to see who the perpetrator was. At that point in time, I really felt like going up to him and tell him, "Hey. That horn was for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;." But I didn't. Hehe. And he was standing &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; near the train lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In any case, when the train finally came to a stop, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt; hurriedly pushed himself even more forward (I can imagine his lips 'kissing' the windows of the train. Haha.) and when the train door opened, he &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;charged&lt;/span&gt; in immediately and made his way towards the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seat that was available. And it so happened that there was another middle-aged lady who was heading for the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seat as well. This lady, I presume, had just finished her grocery shopping since she was carrying a few filled NTUC plastic bags in both her hands. So guess what happened? Our dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt; actually had the cheek to go past her and 'snatch' that seat away from her! I was totally digusted lor! I mean, can't he be a gentleman and give up his seat to those who need it more than him?? Seriously, what's the problem with him?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then... He did something which really made took the wind out of my sails... After he was comfortably seated down, he rummaged through his bag and fished out a book which was so disturbingly familiar. It was &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"The Purpose-Driven Life"&lt;/span&gt; by Rick Warren... For those who dunno, that is a highly-recommended book among the Christian population. SO I presumed &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. A&lt;/span&gt; is also a Christian and it's really revolting to see a fellow Christian behaving in such an uncivilised manner lah! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114585131951089611?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114585131951089611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114585131951089611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114585131951089611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114585131951089611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/04/aghast.html' title='Aghast!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114543369625991692</id><published>2006-04-19T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:01:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder the people whom I call my "friends" are really who they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A few nights ago, I received an SMS from a fellow blogger. Due to something which I've written, she thought I had been given the green light to return to medical school to finish my final year (and then graduate subsequently). Well, even though she was mistaken, this SMS somehow still touched my heart. I've known long ago that this true friend of mine is a really genuine person and she sincerely does care for her friends. And I also know she's one of those who hopes that I can go back to school one day. So... Thanks very much for dropping that SMS yah... You noe who you are... So dun need to reply... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That aside, I've also got to noe something really quite terrible and amoral about another person whom I've known for years, or at least, I THOUGHT I had known for years. I dun think it's time for me to blog about it yet. So for you eager (Read: kaypoh) ones, patience ah... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Come to think of it, this person actually has been very nice to me... When I was STILL in medical school at least. Now that I'm no longer there, things have started to become different... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; is no longer as friendly as before. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; sometimes can't really be bothered to answer questions when I ask. And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; gets frustrated easily, even with the smallest comment I make. Why this drastic change in attitude?? In retrospect, have I been used as a stepping stone for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; to achieve &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;s aims? Or am I just some easy-to-dupe substitute to make sure that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; always gets surrounded by somebody all the time and is never lonely and is "Oh-so-popular". Or... Maybe I'm just being over-sensitive? Oh well, I'm not sure but I seriously dun think I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyhow, if you think you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;, dun bother to ask me. I will NOT tell you. I've chosen to use &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; for 2 reasons: firstly is to hide the gender of the person (obviously), and secondly, is that I feel that this person is really quite indespicable, and so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; might be more appropriate... Just like an inhuman &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;animal&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry if I sound very harsh. After all these years, I've learnt to protect myself and I will never let people use me as their stepping stones anymore. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114543369625991692?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114543369625991692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114543369625991692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114543369625991692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114543369625991692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-random-thoughts.html' title='Some random thoughts...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114420129890870568</id><published>2006-04-05T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:39:30.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Personality Quiz is quite accurate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The results showed that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm a realist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I believe in tradition, am friendly, and remember dates (birthdays, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am analytical, cautious, and distrustful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am secure, stubborn, and stick to my ideals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am a good listener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have a good sex life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh well, I think most of the things are true for me (don't you think so? Haha)... Maybe except the last part lah haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114420129890870568?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114420129890870568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114420129890870568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114420129890870568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114420129890870568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-personality-quiz-is-quite.html' title='This Personality Quiz is quite accurate!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114172072756730988</id><published>2006-03-07T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T16:38:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's almost the end of the undergraduate medical course for my ex-CG mates and many others who have been such good pals over the past 4+ years. Looking back, it's just amazing how we actually managed to survive the countless CAs and clinical end-of-posting tests over this entire period. It's been a good time studying together and partying together too. I can still remember we'll always go out (somehow it's always Orchard) after each end-of-posting test to relax and stone. Some form of relaxation hur. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Of cos, for me, I'm not quite near the end yet. And to be honest, it does feel quite odd when the med ppl ard me are mugging like crazy and there I am, having an easy life chatting with the other girls in my lab over lunch. Btw, I just went down to Engine canteen for lunch today. Rare treat haha. It's like my 4th time in my whole NUS life. Quite pathetic rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyways, my main purpose of writing this post is to wish all you guys who may be reading this (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DiamondButterfly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Archmyst&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prozac&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; etc etc) all the best and good luck for the coming papers. 3 weeks more and you guys are DR so-and-so... So jia you jia you, hang in there and we'll have a big celebration when you guys come back from your holidaying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114172072756730988?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114172072756730988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114172072756730988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114172072756730988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114172072756730988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-luck.html' title='Good luck!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114065992371904800</id><published>2006-02-23T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:58:43.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In remembrance of Mr S Rajaratnam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We, the citizens of Singapore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;pledge ourselves as one united people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;regardless of race, language or religion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;to build a democratic society,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;based on justice and equality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so as to achieve happiness, prosperity and progress for our nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been some time since I read the Citizen's Pledge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114065992371904800?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114065992371904800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114065992371904800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114065992371904800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114065992371904800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-remembrance-of-mr-s-rajaratnam.html' title='In remembrance of Mr S Rajaratnam...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-114051340437657134</id><published>2006-02-21T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T17:16:44.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please check out my Johari Window...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Which words would you associate me with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=pinVINbin"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=pinVINbin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-114051340437657134?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/114051340437657134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=114051340437657134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114051340437657134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/114051340437657134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/please-check-out-my-johari-window.html' title='Please check out my Johari Window...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113996947980019087</id><published>2006-02-15T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:22:07.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>约定</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;有人说。。。&lt;br /&gt;时间能让人忘记一些事情&lt;br /&gt;甚至是一些你不想忘记的事。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113996947980019087?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113996947980019087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113996947980019087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113996947980019087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113996947980019087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_15.html' title='约定'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113981378720632122</id><published>2006-02-13T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T17:31:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When will my bus come again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was told by my friend that I should never board a bus if it was not the one I had been waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And he said I could always alight and board another if I had boarded the wrong one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even if I missed it, I could always wait for the next one to come cos there'll be another one that would be arriving later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In response, I told him my story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;There was only one bus that would come to my bus stop. After a long unbearable wait, that bus finally came. But... it did not show any signal that it was going to stop for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eventually it really didn't. So I started giving chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Initially I was running beside the bus. I could still keep up with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As the bus gathered speed, I began to get weary at the same time. Gradually, I started running behind the bus and the distance between the bus and me just continued to increase, increase and increase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My legs gave way. I fell. I'm hurt. But would the bus stop for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113981378720632122?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113981378720632122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113981378720632122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113981378720632122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113981378720632122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-will-my-bus-come-again.html' title='When will my bus come again?'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113936690118825417</id><published>2006-02-08T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T10:50:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>世上真有这样的人吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;一个可以彼此分享得意骄傲&lt;br /&gt;但又不担忧心里不是味道的人。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个可以让你传染给他不好心情&lt;br /&gt;但连一个理由都不需要说的人。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个可以直来直往提醒劝告&lt;br /&gt;就算争吵也都是为你好的人。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个可以和你商量秘密苦恼&lt;br /&gt;但又不害怕全世界都会知道的人。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113936690118825417?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113936690118825417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113936690118825417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113936690118825417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113936690118825417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_08.html' title='世上真有这样的人吗？'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113927680109274343</id><published>2006-02-07T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:46:41.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the benefit of BeliefInLife...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No bones about it, you're an adventurous &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scottish Terrier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Fearless, feisty, and always up for a challenge, you like having things your way. Some people might even label you stubborn or headstrong. But we know you're just ambitious and motivated. (Being misinterpreted is such a trial, isn't it?) Besides, your can-do attitude serves you well when facing challenges at work or in your personal life. No job is too big, and absolutely no obstacle is going to stand in your way. You're always ready, willing, and able to rise to the challenge. A loyal, caring friend, you choose your pals very carefully, then stick by them through thick and thin. Woof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;True or not? I dun really think the whole thing applies to me though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113927680109274343?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113927680109274343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113927680109274343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113927680109274343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113927680109274343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-benefit-of-beliefinlife.html' title='For the benefit of BeliefInLife...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113884469145400776</id><published>2006-02-02T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T09:48:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我相信天无绝人之路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我知道现实有咒诅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;但我也相信梦里有祝福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;有缘同舟 风雨共渡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我不能再让懦弱捆住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;就算现在日子多坎坷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;但我相信命运有变数&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;只不过。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;现在的我只能盼久旱逢甘露&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113884469145400776?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113884469145400776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113884469145400776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113884469145400776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113884469145400776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113711703225382146</id><published>2006-01-13T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T09:50:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it strange...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how $20 seems like such a large amount when you donate it to others, but such a small amount when you go shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how 2 hours seem so long when you're doing community service helping others, and how short they seem when you're watching a good movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how everyone wants free Burger King coupons, but everyone tries whatever is possible to avoid the person distributing free invitation pamphlets to help out at a charity event?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how we need to know about a community service event 2-3 weeks before the day so we can include it in our agenda, but we can adjust it for other events at the last minute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how difficult it is to share your experience of helping people with others, but how easy it is to learn, understand, extend and repeat gossip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how we believe everything that magazines and newspapers say, but we question everything in the short write-up about a particular voluntary welfare organisation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how everyone wants a place in heaven, but they don't want to do anything to get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't it strange how we send jokes in e-mails and they are forwarded right away, but when we are going to send messages about people needing help, we think about it twice before we share it with others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113711703225382146?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113711703225382146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113711703225382146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113711703225382146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113711703225382146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2006/01/isnt-it-strange.html' title='Isn&apos;t it strange...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113360949513462993</id><published>2005-12-03T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:31:35.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello peeps! I'm back from Taipei liao... Just landed at Singapore Changi International Airport abt 30 min ago. Had to wait for some time before I can lay my hands on a free Internet terminal. I've brought back some mochi, beef jerky and sak-kei-ma for you guys. Enjoyed myself so much that I'm beginning to miss the cool weather and delicious tidbits liao! Heh... Will catch up with you guys soon, my free 15min use is almost up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;P.S. Aki and Spinkypinkie, I've got the stuff that you guys wanted. Will pass them to you the next time we meet. =) December Discussion!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113360949513462993?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113360949513462993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113360949513462993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113360949513462993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113360949513462993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113287624807609099</id><published>2005-11-25T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T07:50:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Singapore International Changi Airport...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello peeps! I am right now blogging from the free internet terminals at Changi Airport... Would be leaving for Formosa in just 30 minutes!! So excited. Haha... To all you guys in sunny Singapore, rest assured I'll try to bring back as much good food as I can from Taipei! Hehe. So see you guys in 1 week's time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113287624807609099?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113287624807609099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113287624807609099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113287624807609099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113287624807609099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/11/at-singapore-international-changi.html' title='At Singapore International Changi Airport...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-113233239128834281</id><published>2005-11-19T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T01:13:07.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair-weather (or should I say rainy-weather) “friend”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I blogged this on Fri night. But for one reason or another, it din appear... So here it is. Hopefully this time it'll be published.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I din want to blog abt this initially… But it’s really bothering me so much that I just have to get it out of me somehow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a friend of mine (or so I thought). As those working in town area would know, there was a super heavy downpour on Fri afternoon. This is the setting for the story I’m going to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in TTSH for a lecture and also to meet my pharmacist friend who works there. It was abt 5pm by the time I was done at TTSH and since I had abt 1.5 hours before meeting Bin at Tanjong Pagar MRT station, I decided to take the train down to City Hall and do a bit of window-shopping first. Then when I was walking toward HMV Citilink, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; called. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; told me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; (I use “it” so that I can leave out &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;’s gender.) was “trapped” in Heeren cos of the heavy rain, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; asked me if I wanted to go down to look for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I said ok (despite the heavy rain), so stupid me went thru the barrier again to take the North-bound train to Somerset. And this is like barely 5 min after I just alighted from a South-bound one to City Hall. How smart I am! =P &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NEVER MIND&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Somerset, it was really raining VERY heavily. I braved the rain and my whole back was drenched even though I used my brolly. Then when I was at the traffic junction, this idiotic car sped past me and sent dirty water flying at my legs!! As a result, my shoes and the bottom part of the pants were wet. All in all, I think 50% of me was already wet by the time I managed to cross the road leading to Heeren. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NEVER MIND&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally reached there, there was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, standing at the entrance. I was hoping that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; could at least offer to help me take a plastic bag from the rack to contain my wet umbrella, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; din! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“It”&lt;/span&gt; just stood there and waited for me to finish stuffing the brolly into the bloody tight plastic bag. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NEVER MIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; has been there since 2+/3pm and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; was actually meeting a friend for dinner and movie at 7pm in the vicinity later. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“It”&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go somewhere else but couldn’t cos of the rain. Anyway, I was alright with that since I had to meet Bin at ard the same time anyway. So we just went walking around within Heeren’s premises. Since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; had been there the whole afternoon, we literally just walked past the various shops. I dun think I even entered more than 5 shops. Whatever it is, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; seemed pretty bored and disinterested and tired while we were walking. Not sure whether it was cos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; slept late the night before or what. But what saddens me was my company there seems to be redundant. And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; was msging on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“its”&lt;/span&gt; hp pretty frequently while we were walking. I felt like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“its”&lt;/span&gt; shadow, tagging along behind him silently. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NEVER MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this went on till abt 5.45pm when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“its”&lt;/span&gt; friend finally arrived. They agreed to meet at Somerset station and since I’ve to take a train down to Tanjong Pagar, we walked to the station together. By this time, the rain has pretty much subsided. Then the most &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt; thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking in the subterranean path leading to the station, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“its”&lt;/span&gt; friend and all of a sudden (without warning), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; muttered a soft “bye” and turned and walked away with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“its”&lt;/span&gt; friend. I was so taken aback that I din even have time to react and say bye to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt;. By the time I wanted to, they were already up on the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness!! What is this??!! What are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; taking me for? Am I someone that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; look for only when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;’re trapped somewhere and have no else to approach? Am I someone so dispensable that once your “real friend” comes, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can just “throw” me aside and join your “friend”? I’m not demanding a full 100% attention, but I think I do deserve the minimum amount of respect lor. I feel so hurt that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; din even bother to thank me for specially coming down and keeping &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“it”&lt;/span&gt; company for the past 45 min or so (not that I'm dying for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"it"&lt;/span&gt; to say so). I’m just being nice cos I dun want my friend to feel lonely. But WHY?? Why do you have to treat me this way? Why me? What have I done wrong to deserve this? Argh!!! 我的心真的受伤了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-113233239128834281?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/113233239128834281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=113233239128834281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113233239128834281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/113233239128834281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/11/fair-weather-or-should-i-say-rainy.html' title='Fair-weather (or should I say rainy-weather) “friend”'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112977316979041823</id><published>2005-10-20T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:52:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tuitee can be promoted to J2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112977316979041823?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112977316979041823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112977316979041823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112977316979041823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112977316979041823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-tuitee-can-be-promoted-to-j2.html' title='My tuitee can be promoted to J2!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112900380015091951</id><published>2005-10-11T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:49:20.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"So What If I'm Ugly?!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Does being ugly mean I have to put up with the jeers of others?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;“A person’s looks don’t matter. Do you know what it means by ‘a man’s looks are derived from his heart’? It means a person whose heart is in the right place will look better and better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had watched yesterday’s debut episode of &lt;em&gt;A Promise for Tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;, you’d have found the above dialogue familiar. That particular scene involved a boy who had undergone muscular reconstruction for cleft lip and was having speech impediment and articulation problems even after the corrective surgery, and a grown-up man (played by Qi Yuwu) who had the similar problems when he was young. Prior to this scene, the poor boy had been nastily teased by his fellow classmates for his ‘odd’ looks and his inability to articulate properly and was later sent out of the classroom by his teacher who thought he had initiated a fight with the same classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I felt so sad for the boy during that particular segment of the show that when I saw the 2 drops of tears on his face, I almost felt like crying. But I told myself, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THIS IS REALITY&lt;/span&gt;. Our view of ‘good guys’ and ‘evil creeps’ has taken such a stereotypical standpoint that it seems as though all bad chaps must have come from the same mould labelled “UGLY”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Qi Yuwu said in the show really struck a chord with me. Indeed, I have to concur that someone whose heart is in the right place will really shine and stand out from others. Unfortunately, it seems that our society is going downhill and has somewhat become ‘shallower’ and I noe in the hearts of many, looks = everything. So this means if you are pretty/handsome, you are more likely to be able to get what you want easily and people will tend to treat you nicer, no matter how crap you are inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the example of Project Superstar which ended a few months ago, have we not given up on people who can truly sing and perform, for others who looked ‘cute’ or ‘handsome’ but with only mediocre singing skills? Yes, you can argue that we are looking for ‘stars’ so it would only make sense to choose someone who looks extraordinarily dashing and appealing. But does that mean we’ll just have to sacrifice the desirable internal qualities for something so ephemeral and evanescent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we become so superficial in judging people that we forgot what truly will last in a person is his character and moral values and not his looks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112900380015091951?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112900380015091951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112900380015091951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112900380015091951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112900380015091951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-what-if-im-ugly.html' title='&quot;So What If I&apos;m Ugly?!&quot;'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112813119176672205</id><published>2005-10-01T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:04:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Joke I Saw in a Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;4 men went to play golf one morning. One of them was detained in the clubhouse, so the rest discussed about their children while walking to the first tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"My son," said one, "has made a name for himself in the home-building industry. He began as a carpenter, but now owns his own construction firm. He's so successful that, in fact, in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last year&lt;/span&gt;, he was able to give a good friend a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brand new home&lt;/span&gt; as a gift."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The second man, not to be outdone, told how his son started out as a car salesman, but now owned a multi-line dealership. "He's so successful, in fact, in the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;last 6 months&lt;/span&gt; he gave a friend &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 brand new cars&lt;/span&gt; as a gift."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The third man's son has worked his way up through a stock brokerage. And in the &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;last few weeks&lt;/span&gt; has given a good friend a &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;large stock portfolio&lt;/span&gt; as a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When the fourth man arrived at the tee box, he is told that the rest have been discussing their children and is asked what line his son is in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"To tell the truth, I'm not very pleased with how my son has turned out," he replied. "For 15 years, he's been a hairdresser, and I've just recently discovered he's a practising homosexual. But on the bright side, he must be good at what he does, because his last 3 boyfriends have given him a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brand new house&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 cars&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;big pile of stock certificates&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112813119176672205?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112813119176672205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112813119176672205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112813119176672205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112813119176672205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/10/interesting-joke-i-saw-in-magazine.html' title='Interesting Joke I Saw in a Magazine'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112658073572247789</id><published>2005-09-13T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T11:05:35.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the 7 comments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's really amazing how 24 hours just zoom past like that… I’m already 23 years and 2 days old liao…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unknown reason, I can't read the comments posted to the previous entry even after I've clicked on the "7 comments" button multiple times. =P Thanks a lot for using your working time to copy them and email to me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BeliefInLife&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've just read them. Thanks a lot to all of you who have written in… I think I'm quite fine now. Just felt the sudden surge of sadness at that moment and that's why the previous entry was "born". Right now, I feel really encouraged and touched that I have such good friends around me. =) Rest assured that the happy and driven Kelvin will be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aki&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Aiyoh, you dun need to apologise lah… I also dun expect my friends to be constantly by my side 24 hours a day, 7 days a week rite? =) It’s already very heartening to noe that I can approach you for help when I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prozac&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Thanks for your birthday wishes! Hope your phone is ok liao. Really was quite worried when you said on the train that the call function of that phone is not working anymore. =P Thanks also for asking the other med ppl to help me out in this matter. I really appreciate it… But I also understand it can be quite difficult for the Dean to make such a difficult decision. I’m prepared to wait! As long as I can return to med fac. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Belief In Life&lt;/span&gt;&gt; I agree with you that all the trials and tribulations in our lives dun just happen for nothing. There must be some lessons behind them which I must learn. I have indeed become a stronger person after all these unfortunate events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="c112635137891930751"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="c112635439006801731"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="c112637108106202098"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="c112641419600943846"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="c112641505068551749"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="c112648603056372397"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I sign off, I want to thank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carolyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JW&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TS&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SH&lt;/span&gt; for spending my birthday with me that night. Thanks for having dinner with me (really glad that even 6 of you could make it) and thanks also for the nydc cheesecake! I guess different people just have different priorities in life and prob the other 2 who can’t make it just felt that the priority isn't with us. Anyway, it was really great catching up with you guys and it was fun to just sit down and chat. Hope we can get to see each other more often! Let's continue to work towards the year-end trip to M'sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112658073572247789?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112658073572247789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112658073572247789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112658073572247789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112658073572247789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/09/thanks-for-7-comments.html' title='Thanks for the 7 comments!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112633548893672628</id><published>2005-09-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T01:21:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"生日快乐..." 我对自己说</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shir Lynn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spinkypinkie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Von&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MX&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Greencraft&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diamondbutterfly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BeliefInLife&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aki&lt;/span&gt; for dropping me the birthday SMSes. I’m not trying to make anyone of you feel guilty or what… Just thought I should thank the 10 people above for taking the extra effort to punch the message in their handphones and then waste one of their SMSes to send it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past one year has indeed been a very trying time for me. Waves after waves of torment just kept hitting me and I have no doubt aged a lot emotionally. The thought of giving it all up was constantly at the back of my mind, and during the times when it did surface, I had to tire myself out to force it back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, when I meet new people and have to introduce myself, I can only say I’m a “final year student in NUS”. Well, obviously the question that might follow would be, “Oh, which faculty?” Only then will I tell them I &lt;em&gt;HAVE BEEN&lt;/em&gt; studying Medicine for the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But given the circumstances now, I’m really not sure if I’ll still be able to say this in future. I’m still in a quandary about what I should do. Then again, I realise I dun really have a choice, since the decision doesn’t lie with me. So much for saying that Singapore is a very gracious society. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I question myself about my existence in this world. How many useful things have I done so far? How many lives have I changed (for the better) so far? Why is it that so many of my friends ard me are already contributing to the society and earning money to help the family but I’m still wasting my family resources?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. Think I’ll still have to continue to deplete my family resources further for the years to come – to deal with the aftereffects of discontinuing medical school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what else I can do, now that I can no longer have an M.B.B.S. degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how I’m going to pay off the loan with DBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how I’m going to tell MOH that I’ve left the medical faculty. And I dunno what they’ll make me do for breaking the bond (like it was my fault that I left med sch).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno when I have to return to the Army to finish my NS. I dunno where they’re going to post me to, now that I’m no longer eligible for MOCC, and it’s been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 years&lt;/span&gt; ever since I’ve touched a rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn’t been easy to walk through this one year, but thank God I have been blessed with many supportive relatives and friends. Every year this time, it is an opportunity for me to offer my thanks and apologies to these very special people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Diamondbutterfly, Shir Lynn, Von, Ling, Bin, Pin and President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such wonderful CG mates for the past 2 years. We had our fair share of bitter times no doubt, but I’m sure the happy moments we’ve also had would wash the memories of the bad ones away. =) A pity I won’t be able to finish the final lap with you guys anymore. But nevertheless, just hope all of you will 加油 and graduate in Jun next year. Do let me noe if I can help in your revision in any way, be it pretending to be the examiner to ‘grill’ you guys or pretending to be the patient for you guys to clerk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also for the encouragement when you guys heard that I’ll be stopping school for an extended period of time. It’s always very heartwarming to noe that there are people behind you and constantly supporting you. Thanks also to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt; for painstakingly helping me collect the notes for the M5 postings I missed. Really appreciate it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diamondbutterfly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt; (especially), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pin&lt;/span&gt; for the innumerable lifts I’ve got from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for any unhappy moments that I’ve caused during these 2 years (I’m sure I was responsible for a few of them. =P)… I honestly mean no harm, so dun take it to heart ok? =) Sorry also for not being able to say much about my condition whenever you guys express concern about it (This goes out to all the others who have asked me too.). I just felt it might be better to say when the entire episode has come to an end… Soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Prozac, Archmyst, Mark and MX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanks to you guys for the great times we spent at Settlers! It was really fun playing Betrayal and the other nonsense games (Jungle Speed!! I’m the Boss!!) with you all. Thanks also for asking me out for supper (with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eddy&lt;/span&gt; that night). And of cos, special thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MX&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; for driving us around. So paiseh, I seriously feel like a ‘car leech’ when I’m typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos, thanks also for the concern when you guys heard that I’ll be stopping school. I’m truly very touched. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spinkypinkie, Aki, BeliefInLife, Greencraft, Little Miss Dreamer, Prozac and GZai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’ve left you guys to the last, but that doesn’t mean you all are not important to me ok? =) Anyway, thanks for all the mad ktv sessions and other gatherings we’ve had for the past year! It is not easy to have such lasting friendships (For some of us, it’s a decade already!) and I’ll definitely treasure them. Special thanks also to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prozac&lt;/span&gt; for ferrying us ard sometimes. [Remember I'm a 'car leech'? =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I’ve offended any of you guys in any way during the past one year. Like I said, I mean no harm so dun take it to heart ok? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess our friendships have reached such a stage where a lot of things are just 尽在不言中… =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have left my church friends and family members out since they dun read my blog anyway. Think some of them dun even noe I have a blog. But nonetheless, I must say they have also been a very helpful bunch of people who will be there for me whenever I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the time, just nice, I’ve turned 23… &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My birthday wish is to return to Med Fac asap!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Is that too difficult to achieve? Is that too expensive a ‘present’ for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112633548893672628?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112633548893672628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112633548893672628' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112633548893672628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112633548893672628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='&quot;生日快乐...&quot; 我对自己说'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112632273364932370</id><published>2005-09-10T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:25:33.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be With Me</title><content type='html'>Is it possible to learn a new language when you are blind and deaf at the same time? Apparently it's possible. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch this highly inspiring movie with von and ws. Throughout the show, there were limited conversations. Just scenes and scenes. Being so tired after a week of paeds posting, i was thinking: Sure sleep, sian. BUT, it was such a great movie that i actually stayed awake and enjoyed the show more than those comedies around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a sad show. Shall not reveal too much just in case there are ppl around who wants to watch! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to compare Eric Khoo's movie with Jack Neo's movie. Somehow i feel that they are poles apart. The style, quality and class. Read the review of One More Chance. Apparently, it's quite poorly rated. Well, i feel that his previous movies were overrated too. maybe except for HomeRun. "but it's adapted from the Iranian movie" heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at Orchard yest near the MRT station and i saw many policemen there. Sigh. Really wonder why there are so many psychotic ppl ard. "Read the papers if u don't know wat i'm talking abt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project superstar has ended for more than a week. Feeling rather bored coz no more nice TV shows to watch "ok, i know LOST is a good show!", the new show looking for actors and actresses, hope it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, why don't i have a friend who took part in the competition and reached the finals, so that i can go there and cheer and have a superstar friend? Hee. that will be interesting. so friends ard me. Take part in such competitions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i have a superstar friend. Our very own rock band "ronin", one of them is my good friend! read Fri's Today! Their CD also by Universal Music, like Kelly. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112632273364932370?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112632273364932370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112632273364932370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112632273364932370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112632273364932370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/09/be-with-me.html' title='Be With Me'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112558842564133021</id><published>2005-09-01T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:27:05.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>It was a great finale. Really enjoyed it. These are my comments! Feel free to read but don't scold me! Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The score by the judges 4-1. If there's draw too, i think it should be:&lt;br /&gt;Round 1: Draw&lt;br /&gt;Round 2: Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;Round 3: Kelly&lt;br /&gt;Round 4: Draw&lt;br /&gt;Round 5: Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was really touched with kelly's last song. Really Superb! and guess wat, she sang so well that i actually sent a sms to support her (Although i know kelvin will definitely win before the competition even started) Well, i have never supported anyone in this kind of show or competition. And the interesting thing was von also voted. Haha. We promised each other that we will not vote no matter what. I guessed we were both super touched by her last song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really felt she put up a great fight, despite knowing that her chances of winning are low. I was very impressed by the stage presence and her costumes. Super nice (really made her very pretty). Her singing was quite good too. Beginning was shaky but from round 3 onwards, she was flying. Love the duet bet her and JJ. Heh. and guess wat, her beats were good! she wasn't off-key (maybe a bit in round 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for kelvin, i spoke to my bro and he told me kelvin is those kind of singer who will sing songs that can touch many ppl. Well i agree to a certain extent. He's definitely a very good singer and after the first round, i thought he sang super well, i thought kelly had no chance. But at round 3, his duet was poor. This shows that he really can only sing certain songs only. From my experience, this kind of singer probably won't last long. (well my fav singer can only sing songs that touch ppl, she's gone after 3 yrs..sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, everything's come to an end. Wish them all the best. Play music is superb in promoting albums. If you guys are TV freaks, you will always hear them promoting the same old album, "ou de yang" "cai chun jia" and "lao shu ai da mi". Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for universal music, a superb recording company. I think it's better than Play Music so let's see what happens in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the voting is useless coz everyone seems to get a contract. JY got one too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last comment, shi xinhui looks hot ah. Haha. This shows that with a makeover, anything can happen. Heh. Btw, she was already pretty to begin with. Maybe pinakin should try to prove my hypothesis. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112558842564133021?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112558842564133021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112558842564133021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112558842564133021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112558842564133021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/09/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112502239589616714</id><published>2005-08-26T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:50:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>过五关斩六将</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;These would be what Kelly and 伟联 have to do on Sept 1 at the Indoor Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 压场的功力&lt;br /&gt;Round 1 would be testing their 舞台魅力 – how well they can stir up the emotions of the 8000+ audience that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 音色的震撼力&lt;br /&gt;Round 2 would be testing the clarity of their voice, so most probably both of them would be singing a song in the "unplugged" version. Maybe Kelly will sing one with piano accompaniment only while 伟联 can 自弹自唱.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 合唱的渗透力&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be the most exciting round! The guest of the night (JJ) will sing a duet with Kelly and 伟联 separately first, after which all 3 will sing together. And then, JJ will leave the stage to let Kelly and 伟联 sing their own duet. Can you imagine if the male champion had been 俊扬?? Wah… Then he would have ultimate 默契 with JJ when singing the duet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 裁判的夺命曲&lt;br /&gt;Veterans like 黎沸挥, 李伟松 and 许环良 have specially composed new songs for both of them that will "expose" their flaws. This round is mainly to test whether or not they have taken in the judges' comments during the previous rounds and also to see whether they noe how to 避短扬长. Of cos by now we all noe that 伟联's biggest problem is the super-nasal tone and Kelly's is the tempo thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 自选的歌曲&lt;br /&gt;This round would be the easiest for the 2 contestants ba… After all, they have been doing this for the previous rounds rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, I bumped into ex-Singapore Idol participant David in sch! He’s quite a loud person. A bit suaku too. Heh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112502239589616714?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112502239589616714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112502239589616714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112502239589616714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112502239589616714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_26.html' title='过五关斩六将'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112480750023453094</id><published>2005-08-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T22:31:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw 2 PS contestants today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was walking around in Heeren today and guess what?? I saw (ex-)Project Superstar contestants &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Darryl&lt;/span&gt;!!! Think Silver was shopping for clothes and Darryl paid for them. Haha... Then I followed them downstairs and they went into Marche! I stopped following them cos I gotta go off to another place. Heh... They behaved like "normal people". Even then, not many noticed it was the 2 of them anyway. Haha... But they were holding hands lah. That's for sure. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112480750023453094?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112480750023453094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112480750023453094' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112480750023453094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112480750023453094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-saw-2-ps-contestants-today.html' title='I saw 2 PS contestants today!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112451153170650394</id><published>2005-08-20T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T12:18:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JY vs WL</title><content type='html'>Since the whole world is talking bout this topic, i should "chap in" also..heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for me, the most interesting issue is "Is JY a better singer than WL or vice versa"? there are people who said that WL is truely talented (which i totally agree), but they are also ppl who said that WL sang much better than JY and JY's singing is so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'm so lousy in listening to music, but all i can recall is up till now, the only song that WL sang superbly well is the "zou chu hei an shi jie ba peng you", i can feel he's singing for his friends, those who are sadly blind like him, to be brave and be themsleves. But for the other songs, i think they are ok-lor. But of course, people are entitled to their own opinion. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for JY, he's not a superb singer too. But he's very consistent, very smooth voice and rarely makes mistakes. The only problem is he doesn't seem to add his own style into the songs he sang. The songs he sang just sound like that sang by the original singers..heh. His english song wasn't that fantastic though ( i wonder why the judges are so amazed with that song). BUT definitely his interpretation of TONG HUA is much better than WL (i feel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the whole i still think JY is better than WL (just singing abilities) but i think WL is catching up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine told me that if a person belonging to a perticular church in the West takes part in the competition, he will probably win. (i didn't say it. but it's interesting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the girls, i must admit the xin hui sang much better than kelly. sigh. so i agree with kelvin loh. I felt that the finals would be a tough fight between xin hui and JY. But this is not going to happen. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i'm watching the show, i really feel very sad for WL (not sympathy!). As a doctor to be, i was wondering whether i'm able to help him regain his eye sight. He has worked so hard he really deserved to look at himself, his fans and what he had achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of talking and saying rubbish coz i'm just like most ppl, talking shit here and not supporting them by buying their albums and making the phone calls. heh. but i wonder where the hell the money is going to. they don't even give xin hui enough money to buy clothes to make her look better (she really didn't look as good as kelly, although kelly is not that gorgeous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My predictions. WL will win. (he won derrick and JY, who else can win him?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, voting should be toll free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112451153170650394?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112451153170650394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112451153170650394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112451153170650394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112451153170650394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/jy-vs-wl.html' title='JY vs WL'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112441529344231590</id><published>2005-08-19T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:34:53.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero clairvoyance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I truly were in Professor Trelawney’s class, I would have done terribly lousy in Divination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought 俊扬 and 欣卉 could make it to the final round and fight it out at the indoor stadium on Sept 1. But after watching the heart-wrenching episode yesterday, this scenario is impossible liao... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so sorry for 俊扬! Must have been the most horrible birthday present he has ever got in his life... =P But like what 权怡凤 said, maybe he’ll be 战场失意, 情场得意... Hope Candyce and he can become an item!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俊扬和欣卉, 你们两位永远是最棒的!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112441529344231590?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112441529344231590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112441529344231590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112441529344231590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112441529344231590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/zero-clairvoyance.html' title='Zero clairvoyance...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112434820690744864</id><published>2005-08-18T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:56:46.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人言可畏</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Singaporeans can make comments that are REALLY malicious man... Well, I’m referring to the most talked-about TV programme nowadays – 绝对 Superstar. Many have left comments like “Since this is a locally-produced TV programme, people of OTHER nationalities should not be allowed to win.” and “This person must have stayed on thus far because of all the sympathy votes given to him.” etc. Why can’t people look on the good side of things? Why can’t they differentiate what is truly good singing from what is not? Many contestants have already been “sacrificed” to make way for others who have HORRIBLE (Mark my words) singing techniques, if there were any to talk about in the first place. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I must say I was rather touched by 伟联's “Heaven Knows” yesterday. Though the pitching wasn’t fantastic, it was good enough to 感动到我. Ha ha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be another tough fight! Both of them are good friends/singers and it’s definitely painful to eliminate either one of them. I myself do hope 欣卉 will win though! Then again, even if her average tonight (42.5 points) is higher than Kelly’s (38.7 points), it doesn’t guarantee anything since Kelly’s fan base seem to be larger than hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112434820690744864?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112434820690744864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112434820690744864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112434820690744864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112434820690744864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_18.html' title='人言可畏'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112403231711479301</id><published>2005-08-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:11:57.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Superstar</title><content type='html'>hmm..decided to watch this show when  the competition has already reached "revival round".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..my verdict..i think it's a bit hard for them to make it that big coz although they can sing..i really dunno if they really looked like a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is quite an interesting show coz they allow all ppl to take part. even handicap person. well, im quite sad when derrick was out coz i think he's the only person in the competition who has a unique voice and he always make an effort to change the song, unlike the rest, who merely sing the song like how the original singer sang. If this is american idol, like wat simon says..u r just someone who can sing well in a karaokae bar, but not a star without ur own style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, about articulation, jay chou sings slow songs and 99.99999% of the time u wonder what the lyrics are..but he's still a star. so im sure derrick can make it big even with this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding weilian, well..with no offence to handicap ppl, i really wonder if it's fair for him to be in the competition. He can sing well (for certain type of songs only), and can be a singer in the future (i'm not saying blind ppl can't be stars, look at andrea bocelli) but in a competition, i'm sure a percentage (i wonder how much) comes from sympathy callers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite amazed about kelly. coz she wasn't very pretty at the beginning, but last thurs, she looked really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think JY should win (although i don't think he's a SUPERSTAR) and i think Kelly will win. I hope and i really hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electives ending in a weeks' time. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112403231711479301?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112403231711479301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112403231711479301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112403231711479301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112403231711479301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/project-superstar.html' title='Project Superstar'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112381262179390286</id><published>2005-08-12T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:10:21.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恭喜俊扬, 伟联, 欣卉, 嘉丽!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I must admit I feel sad for Derrick too, on top of the happiness for the 4 contestants who made it to the finals. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BeliefInLife&lt;/span&gt;, did you see the no. of girls crying for Derrick? *gasp*) But I guess there has to be a point where even the very good ones are KOed… After all, there can only be &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; superstar from this whole contest rite? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week’s episode will be even more exciting! The theme is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIVE BAND&lt;/span&gt;. Each contestant will be singing 3 songs – one pre-determined song, one English song and the last would be one which the contestant has to change the style of singing e.g. from ballad to rock or something like that. Heh... Sounds interesting eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112381262179390286?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112381262179390286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112381262179390286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112381262179390286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112381262179390286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='恭喜俊扬, 伟联, 欣卉, 嘉丽!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112254465647726497</id><published>2005-07-28T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:57:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>oh..by the way..she's not pretty..early 30s i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Beware of m*nks too..heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112254465647726497?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112254465647726497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112254465647726497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112254465647726497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112254465647726497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112254311722075009</id><published>2005-07-28T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:31:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i dumb?</title><content type='html'>Girl: Hey..can ya speak chinese?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah..why?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Erm i'm looking for a job..&lt;br /&gt;Me: But i'm still studying..can't help you..&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Wait..listen to me..i'm looking for a job..but now i need to buy food for my grandmother..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh ok..so?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Don't be angry..i want to borrow $ from u to buy food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thinking..how the hell are u going to return me?" but yet i took out $4 from my wallet..50% of the cash in my wallet and i gave it to her..and i walked away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't say thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** man...sigh..i feel so stupid..could have donated it to 1900-******* although i wonder if it's a bad choice too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..sigh..life sux..as usual...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112254311722075009?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112254311722075009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112254311722075009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112254311722075009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112254311722075009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/am-i-dumb.html' title='Am i dumb?'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112208991202556615</id><published>2005-07-23T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T11:38:32.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dunno How To Brush My Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Right… You din read the title wrongly. I really have no idea how to brush my teeth nowadays. Went to see my dentist for the usual bi-annual scaling and polishing on Wed. Fortunately, there was nothing much other than some calculus on the teeth. No caries or whatsoever. Then at the end of the session, my dentist told me, “Your gums are receding quite badly leh. It is really considered severe for a 23-year-old. I would advise you to use less force when you brush your teeth otherwise you’ll need to do a gum graft. You noe, gum tissues dun grow back one.” For the medically-inclined ppl, a gum graft is something like a muscle flap. Basically you slice the gum into half (longitudinally) then flip it over to make the gums look “higher”. After listening to what he said, I began to wonder to myself, how am I supposed to noe how many Newtons I need to apply on my teeth and gums? Must I use a spring balance or something to measure it before I press the SOFT toothbrush on my gums?? And if I were to brush lightly, would that be able to remove the tartar effectively? Sigh… People have receding HAIRlines, I have a receding GUMline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, this week has been a rather interesting one. Went for the JJ 音乐创作分享会 with Spinkypinkie at Ngee Ann Poly Convention Centre on Tues. Oh yah, thanks Aki for the ticket! Anyway, the event was supposed to start at 6.30pm and we were told to be seated by 6pm. Spinkypinkie and I wanted to get good seats so we decided to go there earlier. When we arrived at NP, we began our furious search for the Convention Centre! We were like 2 old sua-kus going round the campus. Haha… We decided to leave the main road and go into the building proper. Walked up a few flight of staircases and down a few, then lo and behold, we arrived at the road that led to the Convention Centre! When I looked down that road, I realised it was linked directly to the main road. We could have just kept to the main road and we’ll prob reach there a bit earlier! Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, by the time we reached there, it was abt 5.20pm and there already was a serpentine queue outside the entrance! And we thought we were quite early liao. In any case, we gingerly joined the queue and then began to keep ourselves occupied by discussing how much NP looks like mini-NUS and what it would have been like if we hadn’t gone to VJ but went to a Polytechnic instead. All of a sudden we felt so mature among the bunch of school kids! Talking about such serious topics as though we’ve been through a lot. Haha… I was telling Spinkypinkie we’d already gone past that stage and we are in a different phase now. Dunno whether we should be sad or happy. Haha… Gradually we got bored and started to stone on the spot (the queue was not moving) and Spinkypinkie started to SMS-chat with Aki and report to her about our situation there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the event didn’t start on time!!! By 6.30pm, we were STILL in the serpentine queue outside the entrance and have listened to at least 2 rounds of JJ’s newest album. =P Poor time management… Tsk tsk… Luckily, the ushers began to file us into the Auditorium at abt 7pm. My! The auditorium is HUGE. There were at least 40 rows of seats and it was steeply-sloped so that everyone can have a clear view of the stage. Soon everyone was in and the concert started! Screams, yells, camera flashes filled the auditorium as JJ walked out and started singing 一千年以后. Wah… His live singing is good man… The pitching was perfect and he looked so natural on stage! Haha… I shan’t describe the entire event here cos it’ll be really lengthy. All in all, we (or rather, JJ and the fans ardent enough to go on stage) played a few games, watched a few MVs and asked a few silly questions. Then the highlight of the event came! JJ 自弹自唱 a few of his songs, like 简简单单, 莎士比亚的天份 and 江南. Both Spinkypinkie and I were really amazed that he only needed to take occasional glances at the keyboard to check his fingering when he was playing the songs! Then he also sang 被风吹过的夏天 (live) with his 师妹金莎. So nice!!! He’s really talented and for an ex-ACS boy, his Mandarin is very good! Much better than some of the Dunmanians I noe. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the end of the 2.5-hour event, Spinkypinkie and I quickly ambled out of the auditorium to avoid the crowd as all the fans rush down to the stage for the autograph session. Will look forward to Spinkypinkie’s reporting of that night’s event! Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed out quite late on both Tues (cos of the JJ showcase) and Wed (cos of cell), so I had to stay at home on Thurs to “show face” to my mum. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I went down to the new National Library! The whole building is humungous! The Central Lending Library is at Basement One and you can find many different kinds of books here. The English Fiction books were separated from the Non-Fiction ones by this mini garden which has a bit of the Japanese feel. Then the area next to the Non-Fiction area is devoted to Business and Finance books and books of the Creative and Literary Arts. This is one section which I thought the collection of books was quite good. Then next to this is the Chinese section and then the magazines/newspapers/Singapore Collection area. The Children’s section is also at this level and is just behind the Chinese section. Well I have to agree that it is truly convenient to be able to find all the books you want in one level. But considering that you have to divide out the limited space for SO many sections, it would also mean that the selection would be compromised. =P Which is why I only managed to borrow ONE book on word and phrase origins after scanning the shelves for dunno how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din really have time to venture into the Lee Kong Chian Reference Library cos gotta meet my CG ppl for buffet dinner at Kublai Khan. Spinkypinkie and I are in the process of arranging a trip down with the choir ppl on 29th! Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I shan’t talk abt the buffet cos Bin has already blogged it. Paiseh paiseh for this super-duper loooooooooooong entry! I’d stop here liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The third instalment of PS Quiz is on the way! And Kelly and Derrick got in! Haha… Oh, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Belief In Life&lt;/span&gt;, I’ve read your comment and I’m not sure how true it is yeah… Gotta trace the source and check if it’s from some malicious person who is spreading rumours about him or whether it’s from a close person who really noes him. =) I’ll take it with a pinch of salt at the moment.;-) *Ugh, so salty…*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112208991202556615?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112208991202556615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112208991202556615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112208991202556615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112208991202556615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dunno-how-to-brush-my-teeth.html' title='I Dunno How To Brush My Teeth'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112204679004414978</id><published>2005-07-22T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T23:39:50.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kublai Khan</title><content type='html'>Well..it's end of another posting..yeah..so we decided to enjoy ourselves with food..haha..at parkmall..heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great..24bucks +++ for students on a weekend...not bad rite? heh there's sashimi..seafood..nice crabs (really nice)..teppan yaki..desserts and ice cream..heh..and of coz many more...lazy to type..but guess wat..after 2 hrs..i'm feeling hungry again..haha..gastric emptying rate is quite high ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat..2 of my frenz are doing nite call tonight!! haha..hope they get to set up Russell Traction..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..it's the end of July..which means..8 more months..sigh...getting stressed...sigh..like diamong butterfly said..sometimes really feel a bit depressed..but dont worry..i dont have SIGE CAPS..heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my fav topic..LET ME ASK U A QUESTION...haha...wat's ****** disease? heh..hoep my frenz dont get irritated with me..for always asking questions..i think it's quite a gd way to learn..so for frenz ard me..if u advocate asking questions to learn...can start asking me qns too...very boring when i'm always the one asking coz i'm sure everyone will read and everyone reads different things...hee...but for those who hates me for asking qns..try to tell me ah..so i will zip it..hee...so wat's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIN's SYNDROME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...next will be GRM..really looking forward to it..sometimes it's reallt sad seeing elderly pts being so sick..sigh..hope i can do sth for them..of coz i hope the ward rds don't get too long..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..my entry is still not long enough...damn...shall sleep now and try to type sth another day..&lt;br /&gt;this blog is dying...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112204679004414978?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112204679004414978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112204679004414978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112204679004414978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112204679004414978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/kublai-khan.html' title='Kublai Khan'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112083259518963001</id><published>2005-07-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:23:15.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starstruck!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wow... Manage to see so many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;public figures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Was out at PS on Tues evening with my choir friends. While Spinkypinkie and I were waiting for the rest near the Cafe Cartel entrance, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MTV VJs Denise Keller and Utt&lt;/span&gt; strolled in!!! Utt is surprisingly not very tall. Heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then saw Project Superstar contestant &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wendy Toh&lt;/span&gt; at Bugis area on Thursday evening. But she was doing something which was destroying her image. Shan't blog about it but if you guys are interested, let me noe! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then met up with my CG ppl this afternoon after their EOP test. And we saw Singapore Idol contestant &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Olinda Cho&lt;/span&gt; in one of the shops in Heeren! She was choosing some men's clothes according to one of my friends. Heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dun think I'll be seeing anymore of these ppl tomorrow... Will be spending the whole day at church. Then again, maybe I'll be able to "catch" some more when I meet Prozac, Archmyst and another friend for supper at Changi Village tomorrow night! Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112083259518963001?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112083259518963001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112083259518963001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112083259518963001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112083259518963001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/starstruck.html' title='Starstruck!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112046726315468280</id><published>2005-07-04T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T16:54:23.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>hmm..i think pinakin and i should put in more effort in this blog..if not we can start calling it vinvinvin.blogspot.com heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i really don't know wat to write..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..it's really a bad idea to have SCV at home..or rather starhub cable tv..heh..watched kao hsiung 9 ball pool for the whole afternoon...then watched Formula 1 and finally the Wimbledon 2005 finals..well..Federer is superb..haha..i wonder when i can play like him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to an end of my 2 week posting in psychology..sigh..didn't read much but should be able to pass my MCQ..heh..looking forward to my weekend..so that i can sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey kel..how are you? you and ur questionaires..heh..i anyhow guess also can get 4/10...haha&lt;br /&gt;you can join us tm as we are going to geylang...hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i'm so irritable..no appetite..super low mood and i think life is meaningless.........i think i have.....MCQ a)mania b)schiz c)PTSD d)none of the above e)some of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112046726315468280?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112046726315468280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112046726315468280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112046726315468280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112046726315468280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112039156918407913</id><published>2005-07-03T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T19:52:49.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here's the link to part 2 of the PS Quiz! Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050703074729-629367"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050703074729-629367&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112039156918407913?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112039156918407913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112039156918407913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112039156918407913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112039156918407913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/ps-again.html' title='PS Again...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112028452371893144</id><published>2005-07-02T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T14:08:43.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can’t Wait For Next Week’s Episode of PS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My, next week’s competition is horribly stiff man!!! All the powerhouses are packed together in one episode!!! Can you imagine?? “Forever Love” 林昱志, “JJ” 洪俊扬, “可爱路线” 何维健 and “爱如潮水” 陈国强!!! It’d be so heart-wrenching to see anyone of them kicked out so soon… They’re my favourites!!! Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s the same for the ladies too! There’s “美丽笨女人” 潘嘉丽, “Brudder” 黎俐君 and “炫耀” 石欣卉!!! My favourites again!!! Sigh… Luckily there’s “奔不起来” 蔡诗妮 to 垫底. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from another perspective, it seems that 伟联 has a greater chance of entering the next round (That’s good!). Hope Cute-Beng 梁伟强 and yucky 陈孟奇 get kicked out this time round (that is if they’re eliminating 2 again). =P Paiseh to those who love them. I go for quality more than looks. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Here’s the link to part 1 of the PS Quiz I created (&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050702002032-489521"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050702002032-489521&lt;/a&gt;)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This part is on the male contestants. I’m working on the female contestants’ one now. Hopefully can upload it soon. Feel free to try it to see how much you noe abt them ba! =) Good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112028452371893144?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112028452371893144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112028452371893144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112028452371893144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112028452371893144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/07/cant-wait-for-next-weeks-episode-of-ps.html' title='Can’t Wait For Next Week’s Episode of PS!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-112012382729503354</id><published>2005-06-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:34:43.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Superstar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I noe this is super delayed (considering the results are going to be out in abt 6 hours time), but who cares, I’ll still blog abt yesterday’s episode of PS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well IMHO, I thought the overall quality of the guys yesterday was not as good&lt;/span&gt; as last week’s one. Surprisingly, their scores were also quite high (with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt; of them scoring over 30). Maybe it’s cos of all the media that the judges are becoming more lenient. Haha… Nevertheless, there were some very &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Wow!”&lt;/span&gt; and also very &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“Urgh!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M1 (谢维聪) –&lt;/span&gt; I think looks-wise, he can make it ba… But I must say his&lt;/span&gt; performance din really “catch my ears”. Thought his duet (找自己) with M2 was lacklustre, and he could have done a lot better with his 流行森林雨. Daniel Chan’s version of this song is really nice and full of emotions. Can still remember that was one of the must-sing ktv songs during our Sec Sch/JC years. Heh… Anyway, back to PS. I thought his high notes were rather urgh. Not that his pitching was bad, just that I dun hear much confidence from his singing. Heh… Personally, I thought 32 was a very good score for him. Din really expect him to go past 30. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M2 (蔡义伟 a.k.a. 陈晓东No.2) – Wah, his eyes are really huge… And I think they have the ability to 放电. Hehe… Though he might be special in terms of looks, I thought his singing is only so-so. Din really like his rendition of 断点. I have to agree with the first judge that I din really feel his emotions in the song. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M3 (何维健 a.k.a. Mr 可爱路线) – I thought he was one of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Wow!”&lt;/span&gt; that night. His voice is really special and I thought his high notes sounded a bit like Z Chen’s sometimes. Can feel the confidence emanating from him and I really enjoyed his 2 performances, though I thought his 除此之外 was more captivating than his duet (你走了) with M4. But sad to say, I think his appearance is not as SUPERSTAR as the others. He’s really quite thin… Everytime I see him I’ll think of him as the male version of 家欣. Heh… But who noes, he might become 黑皮哥哥 No. 2 in future. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M4 (梁伟强 a.k.a. Cute Beng) – Aiyoh, I think he must be really upset leh… He’s the first failure so far rite??? So 可怜… But I really felt that his performance was quite bland… Din like both the 李圣杰 songs that he sang. Is he big fan of 李圣杰 or something?? Thought he also sang one of his songs (手放开) in the auditions. Dunno lah, maybe I was mistaken. Heh… But the up-side is that I think many young teenage girls would be bewitched by his cute-cute appearance (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;quote 黎沸挥: 看你们两个人的表演好像在看安培那杯儿童卡拉ok比赛一样&lt;/span&gt;). He has the 坏小孩 looks and most young girls seem to have such preference. 男人不坏，女人不爱 mah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M5 (陈耀榕) – Honestly, when he first appeared for the duet (翅膀) with M6, I wasn’t really attracted to his singing. BUT… When he opened his mouth for 你不在, my, it really blew me away. That song is not easy to manage cos of all the switch between falsetto and real singing voice, but I must say he carried it off pretty well! He’s like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Wow! Wow! Wow!”&lt;/span&gt; lor… I’m not surprised that 3 of the judges (inc. 李伟松) gave him 8.0. Anyway, Prozac, if you happen to see this blog entry, do you think he looks one of our Medicine seniors who used to stay in KE7 Hall? I noe it’s not him (cos he’s only 22) but they do look quite alike at certain angles. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M6 (陈孟奇) – Aiyoh, I dunno why the judges gave him such a high score of 32. I seriously dun think he sang that well lor… For 翅膀, he kept changing the original tune and for 阿妹’s 解脱, I thought he sounded a bit gay-ish at some points. Din like his rendition and felt like he was killing the song slowly. So yucky. And what’s with the white wristband thingy on his left wrist? Lucky charm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, enough of all the commenting. I must declare that whatever I’ve written above are all my own personal opinions. Paiseh if I’ve offended anyone. But no paiseh if you dun agree with what I’ve said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not born a “Seer” so I dun think I have the clairvoyance like what Prozac claims to have. Hehe… IMHO, I think M2 will go home tonight… Can’t really tell who would be the 2nd one to leave the competition but I do hope it’s M6. Think M4 might survive tonight’s elimination cos his family members++ would prob panic and have SMSed/called in thousands of times for him. Hehe… After all, that’ll &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='make up'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=23&amp;amp;k=make%20up"&gt;make up&lt;/a&gt; 70% of his total score. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait to watch the Females’ 2nd half tonight! Got “brudder”!!! Hope she does well. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Just a side note, after watching all the 12 guys perform for the past 2 weeks, I roughly have an idea of who I hope will progress further:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. 林昱志 (Leon Lim)&lt;br /&gt;2. 洪俊扬 (Hong Junyang)&lt;br /&gt;3. 何维健 (Derrick Hoh) – Malaysian ancestry??&lt;br /&gt;4. 陈耀榕 (William Tan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like Weilian’s voice but I seriously feel it’s rather difficult to market him as a superstar. I must reiterate that I’m NOT discriminating against him and I’ll still support him as a singer, but not as a superstar. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-112012382729503354?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/112012382729503354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=112012382729503354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112012382729503354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/112012382729503354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/06/project-superstar.html' title='Project Superstar!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111914964318144927</id><published>2005-06-19T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T10:54:03.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers' Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One night in a hospital, there were 4 new fathers-to-be in the labour ward lounge waiting for their wives to deliver for the first time. All of them looked very nervous and were waiting expectantly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the nurse came out of the ward and told the first man, “Congratulations! Your wife has given birth to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;twins&lt;/span&gt;!” The man was very elated and he exclaimed, “What a coincidence! I happen to work in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Petronas Twin Towers&lt;/span&gt;!” And he rushed off with the nurse to see his wife and 2 new children in the ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long later, the nurse came out again and approached the second man, “Congratulations! Your wife has given birth to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;triplets&lt;/span&gt;!” The man jumped for joy and said, “This is so coincidental! Do you know I’m currently an employee with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3M Corporation&lt;/span&gt;?” And just like the previous man, he immediately followed the nurse into the ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short while later, the nurse came out and shook the hands of the third man, “Congratulations! Your wife has given birth to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;quadruplets&lt;/span&gt;!” On hearing this, he opened his mouth and appeared very surprised. The nurse stared at him and the fourth man standing next to him then said, “He works in the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Four Seasons Hotel&lt;/span&gt; as a chef…” The nurse smiled and guided the man in to see his wife and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, the fourth man was already ashen-faced. He appeared very anxious and was sweating profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the nurse came out of the ward looking for him about 5 minutes later, she was shocked to see him lying on the ground. When he finally regained consciousness, the nurse could hear a faint mumbling from him, “I shouldn’t have agreed to take up the offer to work at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7-11&lt;/span&gt;…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke aside, here is something meaningful which I wish to dedicate to my father:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am strong&lt;br /&gt;When I am on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;You raised me up&lt;br /&gt;To more than I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Happy Fathers’ Day” to my heavenly Father above and all the earthly fathers here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111914964318144927?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111914964318144927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111914964318144927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111914964318144927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111914964318144927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111821528650568778</id><published>2005-06-08T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:21:26.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SinGaPOrE!!</title><content type='html'>sigh..this is my first entry after so many days..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in India was indeed FuN..especially spending 2 months there..many things happened there..and i heard many things happened in Singapore..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..when i first stepped into my bedroom..i couldn't recognise my room for 5 seconds..that's so amazing..coz it looked so different from the one which i have been sleeping in Bangalore..haha..immediately tried Jap Buffet the following day coz i really missed Sashimi..heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to talk bout India another time..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..that's all for this short entry..will try to write more later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111821528650568778?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111821528650568778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111821528650568778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111821528650568778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111821528650568778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/06/singapore.html' title='SinGaPOrE!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111778555599635331</id><published>2005-06-03T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T15:59:16.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Nice Song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我望着六色彩虹贴在想你的天空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;缺席的那个颜色就在你迷人笑容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;听说你那里窗外总是一片灰濛濛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我的咖啡  变得又苦又浓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我想把六色彩虹印在给你的信封&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;一封封我都寄到叫做牵挂的邮筒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;当你无助的时候看着东方的天空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;有座桥会跟你相通&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111778555599635331?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111778555599635331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111778555599635331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111778555599635331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111778555599635331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-nice-song.html' title='Another Nice Song...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111776396302391416</id><published>2005-06-03T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T09:59:23.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SineQuaNon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;An essential condition or element&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;An indispensable thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;An absolute prerequisite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111776396302391416?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111776396302391416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111776396302391416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111776396302391416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111776396302391416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/06/sinequanon.html' title='SineQuaNon'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111758783719926931</id><published>2005-06-01T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:03:57.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Pinakin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The title says it all... (Sorry it's a bit belated... Was out very early yesterday and by the time I reached home it's already past 12mn. Heh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111758783719926931?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111758783719926931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111758783719926931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111758783719926931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111758783719926931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-to-pinakin.html' title='Happy Birthday to Pinakin!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111735952832895936</id><published>2005-05-29T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:38:48.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test #2: Colour Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well... This seems to be quite accurate at this point in my life too. Hmm... Except the sexual activity part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Existing Situation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dissatisfied. The need to escape continued involvement with my present circumstances makes it imperative for me to find some solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Stress Sources:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Delight in the tasteful, the gracious and the sensitive, but maintain my attitude of critical appraisal and refuse to be swept off my feet unless genuineness and integrity can be absolutely vouched for. Therefore I keep a strict and watchful control on my emotional relationships as I must know exactly where I stand. Demand complete sincerity as a protection against my own tendency to be too trusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Restrained Characteristics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Feel that I am burdened with more than my fair share of problems. However, I stick to my goals and try to overcome my difficulties by being flexible and accommodating. Feel trapped in a distressing or uncomfortable situation and seeking some way of gaining relief. Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity providing no turmoil or emotional agitation is involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Desired Objective: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Desire a tranquil, peaceful state of harmony offering quiet contentment and a sense of belonging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Actual Problem: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Need to protect myself against my tendency to be too trusting, as I find it is liable to be misunderstood or exploited by others. I am therefore seeking a relationship providing peaceful and understanding intimacy, and in which each knows exactly where the other stands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111735952832895936?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111735952832895936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111735952832895936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111735952832895936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111735952832895936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/personality-test-2-colour-quiz.html' title='Personality Test #2: Colour Quiz'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111735831208614430</id><published>2005-05-29T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:26:38.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Musical Baton Goes On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total volume of music files on the laptop: &lt;/strong&gt;3.06GB, 520 songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last CD I bought was:&lt;/strong&gt; Erm… Honestly I can’t remember… It must have been at least half a decade ago. Must be some compilation series. I usually dun buy albums. The last one my sis bought was JJ’s ‘&lt;em&gt;Bian Hao 89757&lt;/em&gt;’ though. Do you count those that were given to me? If you do, it has to be Jolin’s cd from Aki and Spinkypinkie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song playing right now: &lt;/strong&gt;On the laptop – None; I’m listening to Y.E.S. 93.3, my favourite radio station. Ha! Anyway, the song on the radio now is ‘&lt;em&gt;Xiao Fu Qi&lt;/em&gt;’ by Ocean and Cai Chun Jia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five songs that I listen to a lot, or mean a lot to me (in no particular order):&lt;/strong&gt; Wah… This question is not that easy, cos the songs that I listen a lot always change with time and mood (diurnal and emotional variation?? He he…) Currently the 5 songs that I listen a lot include:&lt;br /&gt;1. ‘&lt;em&gt;Tian Tang&lt;/em&gt;’ by Guang Liang. Ok… I noe you guys are gonna start wondering again… Seriously, there’s no hidden meaning behind my liking for this song. I just find that the lyrics are very meaningful. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ‘&lt;em&gt;Bei Feng Chui Guo De Xia Tian&lt;/em&gt;’ by JJ and his junior Jin Sha. There aren’t many new Chinese duets nowadays. And this is one that’s rather refreshing to the ears! Jin Sha’s voice is really sweet and cute and as usual, the lyrics are rather well-penned IMHO… (Think I’m the person who goes for lyrics more than tune. Heh…) And one more thing, the harmonisation for this song is quite challenging! (at least for JJ’s part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ‘&lt;em&gt;Rang Wo Ai Ni&lt;/em&gt;’ by Da S and ZaiZai. This Chinese Duet from the drama serial ‘Mars’ brings back memories of Meteor Garden 1. Dunno why… Anyway, my reason for liking this song? No prizes for guessing, the lyrics are very meaningful as usual. =) Though I dun think there’s any harmonisation done in the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ‘&lt;em&gt;Zui Xiang Huan You De Shi Jie&lt;/em&gt;’ by Fish Leong. A very ‘clean’ song (My definition of ‘clean’: Just soft piano background with no noisy loud bing-bang music like those of certain bands. Er-hem… Can’t mention them lah… Sorry!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ‘&lt;em&gt;A Moment Like This&lt;/em&gt;’ by Kelly Clarkson. I seldom listen to English songs but Kelly Clarkson is one of the artistes whom I’ve grown to like a fair bit. Still recall the first time I heard this song was when I was taking Ling’s car. Used to play Kelly’s ‘Breakaway’ everyday but now my fave has reverted back to ‘A Moment Like This’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five people I'm passing the baton to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Diamondbutterfly: Since this baton was passed to me by my choir friends, I should help spread it to my other non-choir friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;2. Beautiful Dreams: Same reason as above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Er… Can’t think of who else to pass to… Since most of the choir ppl would have got the baton before and not many other ppl I noe blog. Heh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111735831208614430?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111735831208614430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111735831208614430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111735831208614430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111735831208614430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/musical-baton-goes-on.html' title='The Musical Baton Goes On...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111725462663046142</id><published>2005-05-28T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T12:30:26.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Type?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well my scores clearly identified that I am &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;type 9: the Peacemaker&lt;/span&gt;... Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My scores are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Highest: Type 9 (Peacemaker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Next: Type 5 (Thinker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Next: Types 2 (Helper) and 6 (Skeptic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Next: Types 1 (Reformer) and 3 (Motivator)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Next: Types 4 (Artist) and 8 (Leader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lowest: Type 7 (Generalist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Does anyone else have similar results to mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111725462663046142?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111725462663046142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111725462663046142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111725462663046142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111725462663046142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-your-type.html' title='What Is Your Type?'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111692966147207746</id><published>2005-05-24T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T16:57:11.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have just applied for an extended leave of absence of unknown duration from the Faculty today. And it will take effect from tomorrow onwards. This means my medical education would come to a standstill from tomorrow onwards. Anyone who's free for breakfast/lunch/dinner/shopping/entertainment pls let me noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wonder if my absence from the CG would make any difference to the dynamics within...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111692966147207746?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111692966147207746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111692966147207746' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111692966147207746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111692966147207746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111659908024033432</id><published>2005-05-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T22:24:40.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STIs again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh yah... Forgot to blog about the joke (ok lah, not really a joke. Heh...) that one of our tutors told us during a teaching session some days ago. The topic for the session that day was &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;genital discharges and ulcers&lt;/span&gt;. So to make the session interesting, she added a fair bit of juicy details, one of which was this case which she saw in DSC when she was still a Reg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This patient had &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gonorrhoea&lt;/span&gt; and it was one of the most severe cases she had ever seen (that's what she claimed). The guy had to "pad" the insides of his underwear with layers of tissue paper cos the amount of discharge was so copious that it was like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;menses&lt;/span&gt; except that it was &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; in colour. Then when she told the patient to take his "thing" out and show her, the discharge just came out like a running tap and showered the floor of the DSC clinic. (I'm not sure if she was disgusted. =P) But anyway, she told her consultant about it and the humorous consultant replied, "What do you expect? Dia&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RRHOEA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Gono&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;RRHOEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ha ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111659908024033432?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111659908024033432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111659908024033432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111659908024033432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111659908024033432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/stis-again.html' title='STIs again!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111659723295833266</id><published>2005-05-20T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T21:53:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Praying Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is another story which I thought was very heart-warming… I wonder if such people really do exist in such a society now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You might have seen this piece of artwork somewhere before. Or this may be the first time you’re seeing this masterpiece. Whatever it is, the reason why I want to blog about this picture tonight is coz of the touching story of love and sacrifice behind this work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Albrecht Durer and Franz Knigstein were two young men aspiring to become professional artists in the late fifteenth century. However, they were hampered in their progress as they did not have enough money for their studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they decided to draw lots. Whoever lost the draw would have to work as a labourer to earn money to support the winner for his studies. Then when the winner finishes his course, he would return and support the other through the art studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Albrecht won and so he went for the studies. After many years, his effort finally paid off and he became a famous artist. All this while, Franz has been working diligently as a labourer to support Albrecht until it was his own turn to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he is famous and self-supporting, Albrecht returned to fulfil his promise and send Franz to art school. But when the time came, Franz could not go, because the years of hard labour had destroyed the fine movements that his prized hands used to possess. He could no longer manage the delicate brush strokes necessary to execute fine paintings. Though he knew that he would never be able to realize his dreams of becoming an artist anymore, Franz was not bitter. He was genuinely happy that his friend had attained success in this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, Albrecht saw Franz kneeling and praying, with his rough hands lifted up in mid-air. An idea struck him and he quickly gathered his drawing materials and sketched those hands – and that was how this masterpiece was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people in this world are actually willing to sacrifice themselves so that they can help their friends succeed in whatever they were pursuing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111659723295833266?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111659723295833266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111659723295833266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111659723295833266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111659723295833266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/praying-hands.html' title='The Praying Hands'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111625120850003003</id><published>2005-05-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:46:48.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible India</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alright my faithful readers. LKY said its been 5 weeks. So here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;India is shiok. I feel at home. I dont feel that I am the minority. Unlike Singapore. I am the only one the speak the national language so half the time I feel I am the loudspeaker for the Singapore delegate. Can be tiring after a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In rome, do as the romans do. So I am trying to be as Indian as possible. Drink alcohol  like water and litter whenever you have the chance. But not everyone likes that. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But who cares. Who dares pick a fight when I have home advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Till my next blog. Namaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pinakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111625120850003003?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111625120850003003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111625120850003003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111625120850003003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111625120850003003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/incredible-india.html' title='Incredible India'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111624796462658430</id><published>2005-05-16T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:52:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week in NSC...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pin&lt;/span&gt;! Is that all you can say??? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5 weeks in India&lt;/span&gt; and you haven't blogged a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SINGLE&lt;/span&gt; thing! Bin too! Are you 2 really THAT busy? If Ling can blog, I dun see why the 2 of you can't leh... Newae, nope, I'm just very fascinated with the "escapades" of these ppl. And, nope, I won't send the girls to you, unless you blog. Ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Newae, I've nothing much to blog abt. Basically wasted my whole weekend doing nothing substantial other than meeting up with some of my ex-JC classmates on Fri night. And I "played truant" today! Left NSC at 9.30am and came back only at abt 4.30pm to discuss something with Kirs. So fun! Should do it more often. Heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here's something interesting my cell leader sent me. Thought it's very meaningful. BeliefInLife should be able to appreciate it I think. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This story is about a carrot, an egg and a cup of coffee... After reading this, you will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things have been so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and she wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed that as one problem was solved, a new one would arise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me, what do you see?" "Carrots, eggs and coffee," she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?" Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity - boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. "Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Think of this: Which one am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavour. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111624796462658430?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111624796462658430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111624796462658430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111624796462658430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111624796462658430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/2nd-week-in-nsc.html' title='2nd week in NSC...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111591728069997625</id><published>2005-05-13T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:01:20.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please practise safe sex! (or even better, abstinence!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, birth rates may be dropping (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Re: diamondbutterfly’s blog&lt;/span&gt;) but IMHO, STI rates are definitely not going to come down anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, I din bump into any familiar faces for the past 2 days. Heh… Things are becoming normal again. He he…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DSC&lt;/span&gt; today (except for the short 1hr which we spent at NSC Lecture Room listening to Prof Chan questioning the MOs). Was quite amazed by the no. of ppl who turned up at the clinic, either complaining of dysuria/itch/ulcer/growth whatsoever or asking for HIV/HBV/syphilis tests. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to see quite a wide variety of patients today – got the “bread-and-butter” ones like gonorrhoea, syphilis and NGU, but sadly no trichomonas or Candida. Heh… Prob it’s coz most of the patients I saw (99%) were guys. Although most of them were str8, I still managed to catch &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3 bis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 gays&lt;/span&gt;. Ha! 2 of them even came with their male partner. He he… So interesting to see them. (Paiseh for my suaku-ness cos I rarely bump into these ppl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must blog about 3 of the patients whom I came across today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was this guy X. He is a 19-year-old Indo guy who has sexual preference for both males and females (i.e. bi). He came in cos 1) he wanted to do the HIV testing and 2) he had these erythematous plaque-like lesions on his penile shaft. Then the doctor realised he also had this rash on the body and he immediately ordered an RPR test. Guess what? It turned out to be positive and the titre was actually quite high (R64)! Feel quite sad for him, cos he’s only 19 years old and he has to afflicted with such a disease. Just pray that his HIV serology is negative…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this guy Y. He is 20+ and has a sexual preference for males. This poor chap had this rather huge anal wart which required liq N&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; (ouch!) zapping. And he also had throat GC! Had funny mixed feelings when I heard his moans/groans after he was cryotherapied. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one was this 32-year-old bi who came in for zapping for a viral wart on the tongue. How rare is that??? Heh… Just reading his sexual history is enough to make you confused. He he…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, DSC is really quite an interesting place. But I must admit I do feel a bit upset knowing that people as young as 18 years old are already engaging in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;regular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;unprotected casual sex&lt;/span&gt; with CSWs. Despite all the counselling and advice to advocate “safe” sex, they still continue with such high-risk behaviour. Is there anything else that we can do for them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111591728069997625?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111591728069997625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111591728069997625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111591728069997625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111591728069997625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/please-practise-safe-sex-or-even.html' title='Please practise safe sex! (or even better, abstinence!)'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111573000681006995</id><published>2005-05-10T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:00:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I keep bumping into ppl I noe??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is crazy! I dunno why I keep seeing familiar faces in NSC. What is going on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short, the person whom I met today was a Prof from a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;certain faculty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;certain renowned university&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in Singapore (again, for obvious reasons). She was the one who helped us in our CHP last year. (No… I’m &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; referring to the one whose hubby is an ophthalmologist. Heh… Dun think you’re so smart ok? Ha ha…) In any case, she came in today for the removal of a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seborrhoeic keratosis&lt;/span&gt;. Dun ask me what it is ok… I’m not interested to give a tutorial on it and its differentials. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate lunch alone today… How depressing… Had to walk over to TTSH in the rain to ta bao lunch from the Food Junction there. And then had to hide in the room given to us to eat my lunch. Sigh… &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I need company!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of my friends got admitted into SGH today for an elective operation, and it’s going to be a really big one… Hope she can tide over it and recover well. Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111573000681006995?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111573000681006995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111573000681006995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111573000681006995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111573000681006995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-do-i-keep-bumping-into-ppl-i-noe.html' title='Why do I keep bumping into ppl I noe??'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111564335041489391</id><published>2005-05-09T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:49:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I feeling this way???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;何必寻找所谓的天堂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;原来我 因为你 不想再去流浪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;情愿平凡 不拥有一切也无妨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;有了你在心上 已经是天堂&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Suddenly these words just mean so much to me... Perhaps it's really time to do something about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111564335041489391?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111564335041489391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111564335041489391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111564335041489391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111564335041489391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-am-i-feeling-this-way.html' title='Why am I feeling this way???'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111564278969640322</id><published>2005-05-09T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:46:29.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin Deep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The first day of the 2nd half of my electives went past just like that. Did not really see any “exciting” case today but managed to catch a glimpse of the “bread-and-butter” cases of Dermatology, a.k.a. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;lopecia and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;cne&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;czema&lt;/strong&gt;) cases. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really commend the Dept for their special arrangements for us. I thought the timetable for the NNI electives I did last year was already very detailed, until today. Each one of us is given a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; schedule on who to follow and which place to go to (FYI, we are posted to the clinics at NSC, DSC clinic and CDC on a rotational basis). *clapz clapz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s not the main point of my entry tonight. All I wanted to talk about tonight was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whom I met at NSC this morning. Here is some background info: my CG ppl (me inclusive) went to a renowned fitness club in Singapore (&lt;em&gt;can’t mention which one for obvious reasons&lt;/em&gt;) near the end of last year for a trial of the services and facilities. When we were there, this very young, boyish-looking and friendly “fitness consultant” showed us ard and offered us help when needed. He was sort of the in-charge for the whole group of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then… I saw THIS PERSON again today. You must be thinking what’s the big deal rite? Here comes the thing. I did not recognise his name from the list of patients, so I was happily reading his past history (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Read: social history&lt;/span&gt;; for the medically-inclined ppl, you noe what I mean =P) and realised that he was last seen at NSC for some STI treatment. I was quite happy cos I could finally see my first STI case after the whole day’s clinics (ok, I noe this sounds super perverse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you can imagine the shock when I saw him walking in. When I looked back at the name on the screen, I realised it was really him… Think he recognised me but I pretended not to noe him. Or rather, I tried to avoid his gaze whenever he looked in my direction. He he…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, my point in putting this entry is just to affirm the saying that we cannot (or should not) judge a book by its cover. Heh… A decent-looking man can still do those “Ahem” things. =P Tsk tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111564278969640322?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111564278969640322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111564278969640322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111564278969640322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111564278969640322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/skin-deep.html' title='Skin Deep...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111548868609897173</id><published>2005-05-08T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T01:58:06.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short but interesting week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Time really flies! I’ve already finished the first segment of our electives! Will be moving over to NSC from next week onwards. A bit scared noeing that there’ll be no one else around except for me and Kirsten. Sigh… Hope our allocated tutors are nice. Hmm… Also quite sad that I had to leave SGH just when I got to noe some of the M3s (Re: Prozac’s blog) better. Well maybe there’ll be more chances to interact more with them in future ba… They’re really a crappy but interesting bunch. He he… And one of them is our fellow junior from VJ! =) And I discovered one of the HOs we’ve been working with is actually the girlfriend of one of our choir seniors… For those of you who are dying to noe who I am talking abt, can come ask me! He he…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In short, this week has been a short (cos of Labour Day) but interesting week. Was supposed to go out with my other friends on Thurs night to show our female friend from Hong Kong (Purdy) around. But so paiseh I couldn’t make it in the end cos I had cell that night. Too bad! Next time perhaps…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us gave her a card as a farewell gift. Then as I was about to leave, she said she would want me to sing for her when she leaves on the 21st! Alamak… I can’t sing well lor… Dunno who is the person who told her I could sing… So I had to quickly “volunteer” our dear Prozac instead. He he… And btw, Prozac, if you happen to read this entry, I’ve also learnt who is doing the harmony for the different segments for “Shao Nian” liao. Will “ace” the song when we go ktv next time!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t remember a lot of other things that happened this week. Guess losing my short term memory is a sign of aging liao. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I happened to bump into a fellow M3 (Winston) at church today. Din noe he also attends the same church until today. Ha ha… Quite nice to noe so many medical students (and doctors of cos) worshipping at our church. Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to rush off to the airport immediately after service tonight to send Spinkypinkie, Aki and Greenie off to Japan. Can you believe it? I’ve sent 2 groups of friends off from the airport within 1 month, while I am still hanging ard in sunny (or should I say “scorching”?) Singapore. How I wish I could join them! Sigh… Just too bad that our holidays always come at the wrong time. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, Spinkypinkie’s mum gave me an S.H.E. poster! So nice of her. (Thanks auntie!) She was telling me that the shop attendant asked her if she wanted Fish Leong’s one instead but she din noe if I liked her so she din take. What a pity… Fish Leong is one of my fave singers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of the guys from choir whom we haven’t seen for a long time also came tonight! (For those who noe, it’s Edwin, yup, the male lead of the infamous mineral-water-bottle-toilet-bowl episode) And just like all our other gatherings, funny happenings still took place within the short 1 hour when we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it was Greenie. Can really see her eagerness and excitement about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;1) She asked me to help her hold the tickets and the embarkation/disembarkation forms while she pack her stuff. Then when she wanted to hand them over to her friend (ONLY about 10 minutes later), she started looking for them and when she saw me holding on to them, she exclaimed, “xxx (my name) !!! Why are you holding on to the forms??!!”&lt;br /&gt;2) In her excitement, she signed Aki’s embarkation/disembarkation form by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;3) This one is the funniest. When the group wanted to check in at the counter, Greenie was so excited that she walked off without bringing her luggage with her. Hope she doesn’t do this at Kansai Airport! He he…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Spinkypinkie. When we offered to help carry her luggage, she blurted out, “No, I’ll carry it myself. I must be an independent woman (or something along that line lah, can’t recall the exact words she used).” But Edwin still went ahead and helped her tug her luggage to the check-in counter. Greenie was another nu3 qiang2 ren2 who wanted to carry her luggage by herself. As for Aki, of cos she had her beloved Heh-heh to help her carry the luggage lor. He he…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s basically about it for what happened at Changi Airport. Can’t blog too much otherwise got no space. But before I end, I MUST talk abt Edwin’s car! Man, his car is wow! Although it was a Nissan Cefiro on the exterior, it was like (or even better then) a Mercedes on the inside lor!&lt;br /&gt;1) There was this armrest between the 2 backseats so Conscience and I commented that we can start having tea behind or even start playing those traveller-pack board games on it.&lt;br /&gt;2) Then Edwin shocked us by telling us he sometimes have his meals at the backseats when his father drives. (There was this gadget behind the 2 frontseats like those retractable trays that you see on the back of the seats of the Economy class on the SIA planes.)&lt;br /&gt;3) When the car started moving off, karaoke-vcds started playing!!! And it was Stefanie’s newest album lor… With the 2 small screens and mtvs, Conscience and I then launched into a spntaneous ktv session in the car (except without the mikes). Heh… We wondered if the screens could play other things then Edwin said we could also watched TV and sometimes his father uses them to check the stock market (*gasp*)! Too bad the equipment can’t play dvds and video tapes. Ha ha…&lt;br /&gt;4) Halfway when he was driving, I peeped at the front and I realised his accelerator pedal has blue lights! How funky!&lt;br /&gt;5) Then when we reached Simpang Bedok (for supper), he converted his front screen to look at the back of the car to ensure that he was parking straight into the carpark lot. It’s like those in the SBSTransit double deckers. So high tech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I may sound super-duper sua ku but I really am amazed at all the things that we discovered about his car in the short timespan of 20 minutes. It’s a bit difficult for you guys to picture all these gadgets, but trust me, the only thing that’s lacking is prob a toilet, otherwise you could have stayed in it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. This entry is really LOOOOOOOONG. Will stop here liao. And it’s Mothers’ Day already! Happy Mothers’ Day to all mummies out there! (to all you corny ones out there, no, I dun mean those you find in Egypt =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111548868609897173?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111548868609897173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111548868609897173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111548868609897173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111548868609897173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/short-but-interesting-week.html' title='Short but interesting week...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111491657122506699</id><published>2005-05-01T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:02:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd week of Electives Posting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello to all of you guys in India! Thanks to all who were so nice to drop me SMSes. Sorry I couldn’t reply any earlier cos I had been rather busy (with electives, church stuff and tuition) and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; computers in the SGH lounge refused to let me blog. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how are you guys doing? I’m very fine. And I really miss you guys!! Absence really makes the heart grow fonder… Sigh… Anyway, you noe what? I’ve &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; seen the SGH student lounge so crowded before! You must be wondering how crowded it is rite? Let me tell you, the Assoc Dean’s Office have to add many more chairs to the room so that we can at least have a decent place to sit on. That’s HOW crowded it is. =P With the influx of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;M2s-going-M3s&lt;/span&gt; doing E-clinics and the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M3s-going-M4s&lt;/span&gt; doing their electives, life can’t be more exciting man. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah… Also saw our direct seniors (now HOs) start work in the wards… Which unfortunately reminded me how time has whizzed past and how old I’m now. =P It’s really quite amusing to see the M2s discuss the examination techniques. To think we were like them 2 years ago! I initially wanted to walk up to them and talk to them but heh, maybe not lah. They might think I’m some queer weirdo and besides, I’m a very shy person! Ha ha… Bhb… =P In any case, I thought it’ll be better if we (as seniors) are more spontaneous in approaching them to offer help, especially when we had the same benefits from our seniors when we were doing our Gen Med and GS postings in M3. Dunno lah… But hey! I’m really making an effort to get to noe our juniors ok! (&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Re: the M3s in Prozac’s most recent blog entry&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, guess I should stop liao. Otherwise this entry is going to be TOO long. But before that, I’ll hafta reply to the individual SMSes… Heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shuling&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Yo Shuling! Of cos I miss you lah! And yes, I’m cheapo no doubt, but I’m not so cheapskate that I only miss your car and not you lor. Heh... And in case you din noe, I’m still taking my friend’s lift to SGH. He he… Sorry lah, that’s just me. Heh… Anyway, I dun think you would want to be in Singapore now lor. The weather is scorching and it hasn’t been raining since dunno how many days liao. Sucky weather man… As for the food, you can always come back for a feast in 5 weeks time. Ha ha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pinakin&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Yo dude! I really thought you forgot me leh… Idiot. SMS Wendy but din SMS me. =P Ha ha… Just kidding lah… Hope you’re enjoying yourself in India! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Von&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Hi Von! Everyone is well here. I just spoke to Wendy over the phone. She’ll be taking her OG test soon. So wish her luck ba! Anyway, thank God you find the food palatable. He he… Thought you’ll be the one having the most difficulty with the food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally… To all you guys in India, do take good care of yourselves! Will catch up with you all in 5 weeks’ time… Till then…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111491657122506699?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111491657122506699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111491657122506699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111491657122506699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111491657122506699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/05/3rd-week-of-electives-posting.html' title='3rd week of Electives Posting...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111301365075877751</id><published>2005-04-09T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T10:27:30.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Rubbish!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My sis went for SYF Competition yesterday and it ended up with a whole ging-gang of TKGS girls teary-eyed. So on earth what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some basic knowledge first:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;80 -85 pts = gold ("low gold")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;85 = gold with honours ("high gold")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maximum no. of ppl who can take part in the choir = 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My sis's school choir is well-known to be one of the best in Singapore. In fact, for yesterday's competition, they knew that they had scored 91 pts, which is possibly the best among the all-girls' choirs in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What happened was the judges found eighty-ONE students when they counted the no. of ppl in the choir from the photo they had taken. So as a punishment, 10 marks were taken off and they are only awarded 81 points now. SO... They have lost their "high gold" and the other all girls' choirs now prob have a chance to fight for the top position (I won't mention what schs anyway). That is so stupid!!! Especially when the choir's student conductors and sectional leaders have counted only 80 ppl (including THEMSELVES, for those who are thinking that they must have forgotten to count themselves =P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was trying to console my sis so I told her this is prob in line with the movie "Eye 10" and this could be the 11th way to see a ghost ba. =P But, so strange, after being in the choir for so many years, I haven't had the "luck" to see one yet. Maybe it'll only happen with all-girls choir??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jian Gui 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Q: What is the 11th way to see a ghost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: Sing in an all-girls' choir for SYF competition 2005???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111301365075877751?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111301365075877751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111301365075877751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111301365075877751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111301365075877751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-rubbish.html' title='So Rubbish!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111285128249123302</id><published>2005-04-07T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T13:21:22.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>India...a perspective from an Indian</title><content type='html'>I am an NRI. Thats what they call &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;esident &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ndians. But the last time I had a friendly verbal exchange with the Indian scholars in VJC, they were quick to suggest that it also meant Non Returning Indians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not true. No matter where we are , India is always on the back of our mind. Thats party why I try to conquer India when I play the board game RISK. But thats besides the point. It is dirty, crowded, not organised...but still we keep going back. There is this attraction for our mother land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who reside in India hardly want to migrate out. Even Shah Rukh Khan. He lives in Mumbai...despite the fact he could easily stay in other bigger cities. He once said,"Why be a slave elsewhere, when I can be the king here."  Thats the thing. The rich are rich and the poor are really poor. And they live in perfect harmony. You see the beggars outside the homes of the rich. You see the rich travelling thru the slums to get to a certain destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indians know that their country is dirty. They dont deny that. Someone once jokingly told me that Singapore is so clean, that when the Indians come over, they fall sick. He also added that if you dont litter in India, the police will fine you.  They find ways to weave around comments regarding their country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corruption is everywhere. Not doubt this is bad and should not be condoned, we need to put overselves into their shoes. For example, the police officers would let you off if you paid them a sum of money. First of all their salary sucks and there is a crap amount of paper work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know about other races but the key to a foreign Indians survival holds a simple theory. Behave as Indian as possible. Behave as if although you have been staying out from India, you still have the tradition and what not. Know your Gods well because they always make good ice breakers with the shop owners and the auto taxis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going Bangalore soon for 2 months. I am looking forward to it in many aspects apart from holidaying. I have never been to the South of India before. North and South is vastly different. They even have their own movie industry spoof called Kollywood. I have always been to India with my parents. I have observed how they interact with people and i want to put that into practice. From the bargaining of taxi fares... to rejecting badly cooked food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next time,&lt;br /&gt;pinakin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111285128249123302?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111285128249123302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111285128249123302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111285128249123302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111285128249123302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/04/indiaa-perspective-from-indian.html' title='India...a perspective from an Indian'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111262736382207033</id><published>2005-04-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:09:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Top Trial</title><content type='html'>well..it's supposed to be an adventourous day, exciting..but IN THE END..it's really very exciting...heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bin von met ling at 8.45am..ready to challenge the tree top trail at macritchie...well..all started well...as we reached Mr Lim Bo Seng's Tombstone. It really looked very nice..after that we continued our hike..i realised ling is also NYHA grade 3..haha...i'm not any better..maybe NYHA grade 2...anyway...we found out that we have to walk 5 km to reach the trail..so we continued...suddenly...we felt droplets...and soon it became MANY droplets..and guess wat..only dear von brought her small red umbrella...and ling only brought her white nike cap...haha...so we got stuck at this junction...3 pathetic people holding a red umbrella hoping that the rain will stop...well...it didn't...sigh...and in the end we had to run out of that place...and the most funny thing is...we saw this sign when we were about to reach Lornie Rd.."Tree Top Trail", 2.5km away, closed on MONDAY and public holidays..oh yes..how interesting..today is 04/04/05 MONDAY! sigh..wat an interesting end to our hike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end von went home and ling had to go to my house to change coz we were all wet...sigh...and we shivered in the bus...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to ling bout having a cooking session..haha..hopefully wendy is free on wed...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to Bangalore..oh yeah..so exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111262736382207033?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111262736382207033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111262736382207033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111262736382207033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111262736382207033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/04/tree-top-trial.html' title='Tree Top Trial'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111240839023245700</id><published>2005-04-02T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T10:52:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why a man grows a goatee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/640/IMG_17651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/320/IMG_17651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye Goatee &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every man experiments with facial hair some point in his life. Its a sudden urge triggered by a sudden influence. This just happened to be my time. Its the thrill of finding out something new. The thrill of seeing yourself looking different. Its exhilarating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Its been a learning process no matter how minute. Kofi Annan sports a goatee. So does Stone Cold. So did Al Gore after his electorial lost to George Bush.  Its no walk in the park. Many think its a simple process: Just dont pick up the razor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wrong. Dead wrong. The itch kills you in the first few days. You let it grow for a week without any intervention. Then its time to shape it to perfection. Symmetry is hard to attain. Constant adjustments have to be done. An instance of neglect screws it up. You want it to remain soft so you shampoo it once in a while. Different strands go at different lenghts. Hence you got to cut it even periodically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There are many variants of facial hair. There is just the chin tuft. The full french. The chin stap. And the Osama too.  Growing one takes  bravery. Yes. Takes bravery. People have been seeing you without it. You have to be prepared for comments cause people will notice and comment. Hair can make you look ultra stylish or profoundly dumb.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But the best part is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The thrill of shaving it off. The thrill of seeing youself looking different again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pinakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111240839023245700?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111240839023245700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111240839023245700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111240839023245700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111240839023245700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-man-grows-goatee.html' title='Why a man grows a goatee'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111224083002884550</id><published>2005-03-31T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T11:47:10.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday was the last day of our 2nd Prof (Part III) M.B.B.S. exams. Was talking to Diamond Butterfly in her car on our way to Orchard yesterday and it just dawned on the 2 of us that 4 years had gone past like that and we would be free at ard this time next year (assuming nothing bad happens)! Unfortunately (or should I say fortunately?), it would also mean that we'll soon be 'let loose' into the wards to start taking care of patients real-time. The thought of that is quite scary actually, despite the past 4 years of medical education (including the 2 years of ward work). Somehow I still feel a bit inadequate. Hmm... But one of the MOs whom we still keep in contact with (or rather, whom Diamond Butterfly still talks to) reassured that working life is more fun than studying... Well, I guess I really won't noe until I start working ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some of my other NUS friends would be graduating in June this year and stepping into the working society after that. Many of them have expressed their uncertainty about the future. Well, I guess that can't be helped, especially when many serious considerations need to be made about their future career paths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmm... Enough of things of this sort. On a lighter note, Pin and Bin would be leaving for India (with some other people in our CG and sister CG) next week while I am staying in sunny Singapore for various reasons. Hope they have a fun and exciting time over there! India is a truly exotic country and though the prospects of spending 8 weeks there does not seem very appealing, I guess only those who have been there before will noe it ba... =) Till then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;To Diamond Butterfly: Singlehood may seem to be an exciting option, but I guess the norm for most people would still be to find that particular someone to settle down with for the rest of your life ba... =) After all, humans are very dependent creatures, in one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111224083002884550?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111224083002884550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111224083002884550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111224083002884550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111224083002884550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/03/liberation.html' title='Liberation!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111223676921824085</id><published>2005-03-31T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:39:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 5!</title><content type='html'>well..after struggling for almost 4 months...we are FINALLY free!! heh..it has been a hard time for all of us since O &amp; G days...sigh..and when we thought we managed to scrape through that..Pathology came..well..i think all of us are happy...heh...i can now pack my books and get ready to go INDIA! haha...it's so exciting...but i hope everything will turn out well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is dying..haha..none of us wrote anything since dunno when...heh...meanwhile enjoy hols! i'm going to town now...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111223676921824085?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111223676921824085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111223676921824085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111223676921824085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111223676921824085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/03/year-5.html' title='Year 5!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111029628497814619</id><published>2005-03-08T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:38:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Women's Day to all the san ba ladies out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111029628497814619?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111029628497814619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111029628497814619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111029628497814619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111029628497814619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-womens-day.html' title='Happy Women&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-111008366044205370</id><published>2005-03-06T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T12:34:20.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victorian's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday I hoped down to VJC. Thats where I spent 2 amazing years. And thats the only school I have been to where walking is actually faster thant driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was extremely fun. I met up with Eugene and CH. They are crazy. They are getting more and more involved with all this cyber game shit and all. Eugene is balding ... although I didnt tell him that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There was this place near the canteen where we registered our names and they gave us a file. Great. It had a VJC car decal. I recently got a SJI car decal. All I need is my primary school's and a medicine one. Full flush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hahaha. The 3 of us went into the bookshop to look around. Just then a student in a husky voice entered and called out "Uncle, do you have.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But dear EUGENE was standing right infront of the shop attendant and he thought he was being addressed. My god. That was hilarious. He was totally dumbfounded!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Met quite a few Victorians who are currently in Med Fac. Whenever we saw each other...the greeting statement was "How come you are not studying patho!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Teck Siang, Loh Kay Yee, Jin Lin, Chee Yong. Har Jia Yi was also there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The arts people put up some plays in their small new arts studio. That was the most impressive. I think seriously, those were some of the better ones I have seen. I am damn amazed. Each lasted around half an hour. It was good entertainment. Too bad I wasnt exposed to any such thing during my JC days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1) The first one had the year 3s act out a scene where a current King had unknowingly killed his own father and married his own mother. It was damn damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2) The second one had 2 of our batch people. Daywne and Sonia (Joyce's friend). They acted out a scene in a cafe. It was about the different paths a conversation can lead to. Meaning...for a particular train of conversation...they came with different scenario. There was a student ringing the bell that required them to change their scenarios. Interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3) The last were the year 2s who came with the piece for their year one exam. Not bad. Have a play for the exam! interesting topic. They acted as a set on which an serial was being filmed. Then the studio was intruded by 4 characters who claimed that they had the perfect story. After arguement, they were allowed to act...and in the end we find out...that actually it was their life story. The message was how theatre and real life thread such a thin line...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pinakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-111008366044205370?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/111008366044205370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=111008366044205370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111008366044205370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/111008366044205370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/03/victorians-day.html' title='Victorian&apos;s Day'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110993022512456268</id><published>2005-03-04T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T17:57:05.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday..</title><content type='html'>Before i start my entry..i wonder what LKY is trying to say in his previous entry..a secret msg for s secret person? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..O &amp; G ended almost a week ago...which means Patho exam is 3 weeks away..sigh...i can'y imagine taking out my dusty Robbins..reading my old notes esp when my handwriting sux...sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols had been super boring so far...watching DVDs at home...thanx to pinakin's the day after tomorrow....quite a good show...heh...also watched the terminal...i would like to live in terminal 2 for a few days...haha....it would be fun...maybe i can meet a pretty flight attendant...heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone's having fun now...have fun...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: why is david brown out of the competition? hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110993022512456268?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110993022512456268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110993022512456268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110993022512456268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110993022512456268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/03/holiday.html' title='Holiday..'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110968793287648999</id><published>2005-03-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:38:52.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not YOU!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;He he... Just dropping a short entry here. Most of you prob wun noe what I'm talking abt. He he... Aki! Here's what DY kept saying that night! Heh heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110968793287648999?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110968793287648999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110968793287648999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110968793287648999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110968793287648999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-you.html' title='Not YOU!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110959537699931476</id><published>2005-02-28T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:56:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$16 for my IC, Tertiary EZlink card, library cards and many more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Probably many of you guys din noe, but blur sotong me lost my wallet yesterday night. Yup, the eventful night when we celebrated Ling’s birthday at HRC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to cut the long story short, what happened was I dropped my wallet somewhere near HRC that night and I only discovered it was missing when I reached home. (How dumb can I get??? ;-P) Yah, I was a bit panicky so I started to msg Pin to ask if I had left it at his &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;place&lt;/span&gt; accidentally. When I got a negative answer, I then msg Ling to ask her to help me check her car the next morning if my wallet happened to be there. Then I went to sleep cos I figured there’s nothing much I can do at 2am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, my mum woke me up rather early (considering I slept at 3am...) harassing me to make a police report for the lost wallet. So I started praying madly, hoping Ling will reply soon. Then suddenly I got a call from this gentleman working in Citibank! He said he found my wallet at Cuscaden Road and asked me to come down to get it back. How lucky I was! But when I got there, I realised my wallet din look the same as it was anymore. All the money (there was about $16 man…) in my wallet was gone. But fortunately all my important cards were still inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can’t blame anyone else but myself for the carelessness… Will take the lost money as a lesson learnt… =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, here's something to DE-STRESS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mum: Son, why are you eating your ice-cream cone from the bottom up?&lt;br /&gt;Son:  Mum, if I eat away all my DESSERTS the other way round, I won’t be STRESSED anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110959537699931476?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110959537699931476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110959537699931476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110959537699931476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110959537699931476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/02/16-for-my-ic-tertiary-ezlink-card.html' title='$16 for my IC, Tertiary EZlink card, library cards and many more'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110891166996194906</id><published>2005-02-20T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T23:01:09.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In response to the previous post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here's a nice quote that I came across in Straits Times today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Losing your virginity at this age is not such a big deal. But being a virgin speaks a lot about you and is something you should be proud of."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hope you virgins out there feel better after hearing this! *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110891166996194906?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110891166996194906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110891166996194906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110891166996194906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110891166996194906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-response-to-previous-post.html' title='In response to the previous post...'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110762165956249851</id><published>2005-02-06T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T00:40:59.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pregnant at 16 yrs old!</title><content type='html'>WOW!! this is great man..saw a S88******X in the delivery suite..how interesting..decided to tell the midwives that we 23 yrs old guys are still V*****S. Sigh...time to do something...maybe we should look for the last patient i saw at DSC...hmmm??? heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIN: It's 1230 am. I am staying back to the point Kok pin delivers his patient and I will dash of. Hopefully thats soon man. I delivered 10 patients today. I mean i delivered water to them..they were so thirsty i have no choice but to do this damn great JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110762165956249851?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110762165956249851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110762165956249851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110762165956249851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110762165956249851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/02/pregnant-at-16-yrs-old.html' title='pregnant at 16 yrs old!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110698538212526581</id><published>2005-01-29T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T15:56:22.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O &amp; G</title><content type='html'>the abdomen is uniformly distended from the xiphisternum to the pubis symphysis. There are cutaneous signs such as linea nigra and striae gravidarum...there are no scars seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this is quite a nice lyrics which i'm sure pinakin understands...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..went out for karaokae yest...really interesting...so many new songs...heh...i have not been to karaokae for more than a yr...sigh...for vin...my fren sent me 3 songs by li sheng jie...haha....u want? hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...going kkh now....i mean next week...hope it's not as stressful...CNY coming....$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110698538212526581?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110698538212526581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110698538212526581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110698538212526581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110698538212526581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-g_29.html' title='O &amp; G'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110692293813203486</id><published>2005-01-28T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T22:35:38.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice lyrics from a Chinese song (sorry Pin!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;为你付出那种伤心你永远不了解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我又何苦勉强自己爱上你的一切&lt;br /&gt;你又狠狠逼退 我的防备&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;静静关上门来默数我的泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明知道让你离开他的世界不可能会&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;我还傻傻等到奇迹出现的那一天&lt;br /&gt;直到那一天 你会发现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;真正爱你的人独自守着伤悲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110692293813203486?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110692293813203486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110692293813203486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110692293813203486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110692293813203486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/nice-lyrics-from-chinese-song-sorry.html' title='Nice lyrics from a Chinese song (sorry Pin!)'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110623035014846943</id><published>2005-01-20T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T22:25:55.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/640/IMG_1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/320/IMG_1655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thats the way it is done &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This has been my signature move for sometime. The "gun" under the chin. With proper symmetry and proper expressions. And I decided to teach him. And he has perfected it in one GO! And i think he has beat me hand down. Love the snarl. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110623035014846943?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110623035014846943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110623035014846943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110623035014846943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110623035014846943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/pose.html' title='The pose'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110623030422308201</id><published>2005-01-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T22:21:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My smallest friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/640/IMG_1659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/320/IMG_1659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a look! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the cutest 4 year old I know. And my god, is he handsome! He is gonna be one lady killer once he grows up man. Has many things going for him! The 1970s Beatles hairdo, the green iris, the fair skin and the clothes! Sensational!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110623030422308201?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110623030422308201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110623030422308201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110623030422308201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110623030422308201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-smallest-friend.html' title='My smallest friend'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110571400037145362</id><published>2005-01-14T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T22:50:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The retro chic and the retro pimp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/640/DSC03400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/2158/320/DSC03400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110571400037145362?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110571400037145362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110571400037145362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110571400037145362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110571400037145362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/retro-chic-and-retro-pimp.html' title='The retro chic and the retro pimp'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110536857093111262</id><published>2005-01-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:49:30.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fret not, I’m not going to talk about the last book in the New Testament of the Bible. Rather, I’m just going to talk abt 2 new interesting ‘facts’ that I’ve learnt from yesterday’s 2nd OBGYN night call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I cannot stand men who treat women as ‘sperm toilets’ and make them pregnant and go for the painful deliveries/abortions. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Absolutely absurd.&lt;/span&gt; I propose that &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;castration&lt;/span&gt; should be implemented as a punishment for these ‘sperm factories’ (sorry, I dun treat these kind of males as my equals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are actually many single 20- to 30-year-old women out there who have ‘enjoyed’ premarital sexual intercourses, some of which can’t even recall how many partners they have had over the years. How amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110536857093111262?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110536857093111262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110536857093111262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110536857093111262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110536857093111262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/revelations.html' title='Revelations'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110519142674642699</id><published>2005-01-08T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:25:01.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pulau Tekong&lt;/span&gt; looks the &lt;strong&gt;SAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4 years ago, I underwent the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kind of procedure at the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; god-forsaken-only-army-ppl-hang-ard place at around this time of the year too. Yup, no prizes for guessing, I’m talking about &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Service Enlistment Exercise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, except that this time, it’s my bro’s turn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s actually quite refreshing (and weird too!) to attend the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; enlistment exercise from a different perspective (perspective of a visitor NOW compared to that of an enlistee 4 years ago). It’s like using a Time Turner (Refer to Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban) to return to 17 Jan 4 years ago. But what’s different this time is that, you won’t feel butterflies flying around in your tummy, you dun need to be scared like “Oh no, if I dun say the oath correctly as instructed, what punishment will I get?” and you dun need to greet ANYONE. How marvellous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much to say about the whole tour ard the place, except that I must say they have given the recruits more new stuff than we had 4 years ago. These are the changes that I could remember:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dirty green duffel bag (for the girls who dunno, it looks like a corpse bag =P)&lt;/span&gt; became an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;elegant, black sports bag with rollers&lt;/span&gt; (how lucky!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Disgusting poncho&lt;/span&gt; became a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;much more comfortable-looking and stylish waterproof camouflage jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And they added a new &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;transparent squirt bottle&lt;/span&gt; to the list!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m sure there were more, just that I couldn’t remember. =P And I must say the speech by the CO was really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt; to the max. I fell asleep and awoke like so many times. Wonder HOW I even managed to keep awake during the same speech 4 years ago. Must have been the adrenaline running in my body that kept me awake. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dunno if it’s coincidental or what, my brother was also enlisted into a “warrant” company. If you were thinking what was so special about that, well, there are only TWO “warrant” companies in BMTC School 2. =) The difference is that my brother is in Leopard company and I was from the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, I think this entry is already quite long liao… At least long enough to bore the girls to death. =) Get ready for another night call tomolo!!! Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110519142674642699?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110519142674642699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110519142674642699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110519142674642699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110519142674642699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/interesting-saturday.html' title='Interesting Saturday'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110511115555425298</id><published>2005-01-07T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:19:15.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First OBGYN Night Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Night call yesterday night and this morning was not too bad. Managed to see the delivery of a Malay baby boy. Cute chubby lad who looks a lot like his daddy. Then I thought back and realised how terrible it must have been for my mum to have me for 9 months… =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was something else which disturbed me quite a bit. There was this lady who aborted her baby cos she discovered some chromosomal abnormality in her baby during amniocentesis. This abnormality is supposedly to be associated with microcephaly (for the not-so-medically-inclined, it simply means ‘small head’) and mental retardation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that bothered me was… is it right for her to terminate a life just like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be doing night call again this Sunday. Hopefully more new lives can come into this world. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110511115555425298?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110511115555425298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110511115555425298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110511115555425298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110511115555425298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-obgyn-night-call.html' title='First OBGYN Night Call'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110468383227970584</id><published>2005-01-03T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T00:37:12.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Doing the Right Thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We are all tiny boats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can't save everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And can only carry 1 person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Weathering the winds and waves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We all look forward to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But are we doing the right thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, nobody knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110468383227970584?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110468383227970584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110468383227970584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110468383227970584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110468383227970584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2005/01/are-we-doing-right-thing.html' title='Are We Doing the Right Thing?'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110420582921895643</id><published>2004-12-28T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T11:53:51.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Act of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont know where to begin. Where to even start finding for answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This has been the disaster that has stabbed me straight in the heart. You know, we often read about floods here and there, hurricanes in the West and other mishaps. But somehow we dont get too emotional about it. Perhaps the magnitude of it aint that big or just because it happens a distant away from our region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This has truely been the biggest natural disaster I have seen in my lifetime. Almost all the countries that share the Indian Ocean as their coast lines are affected. India, Sri Lanka, Shuling's fauvorite Andaman Islands, Maldives, Malaysia, Thailand, Myanmmar and Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore is safe. But only at the expense of Indonesia. I was looking at the map and realised that Singapore would have been directly in the path of the waves hadn't it been for Sumatra in the way. I must say our little red dot is very strategically located.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The last time I was so affected by anything was September 11 ,2001. But those were terrorist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who do be blame here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I remember looking at my dad's insurance policy and there was a clause about Acts of God and how policies dont cover such calamities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahh..God. I believe in Him. But the thing is, sometimes I dont understand Him. If I could post one comment to Him, I bet it would be this ,"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All this isnt very fun you know&lt;/span&gt;.'' Why does he play with human emotions? Why does he bring misery to our lives? Why does he behave as the Devil or the villain sometimes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes. People need to die. Thats to balance everything. When its time to go, its time to go. But please, make our exit a little less tragic. A little more humane. Suck the life force out of us or something... but not this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But in the end....we always come back to God when we need him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So God, help them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110420582921895643?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110420582921895643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110420582921895643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110420582921895643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110420582921895643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2004/12/act-of-god.html' title='Act of God'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110407799699202653</id><published>2004-12-27T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T00:19:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there someone you want to see right now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is there someone you want to see right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Destiny is like the Big Dipper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It always point to one direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meeting someone may mark the start of a breakup and a breakup is the beginning of another meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, is there someone you want to see right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110407799699202653?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110407799699202653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110407799699202653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110407799699202653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110407799699202653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2004/12/is-there-someone-you-want-to-see-right.html' title='Is there someone you want to see right now?'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110402546253126094</id><published>2004-12-26T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T09:44:22.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Boxing Day</title><content type='html'>Christmas came and went. Anyway my Christmas was quite dull, like any other day. The only thing different is that there are better tv shows on and my alley gets chocked with cars because visitors drop in at my neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the hype before Christmas is nicer. Exciting. A good build up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to New Years Day! Somehow the air smells different and the sun shines different. And its enlightening to see how the date on the morning paper reads 1-1-05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110402546253126094?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110402546253126094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110402546253126094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110402546253126094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110402546253126094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-boxing-day.html' title='Merry Boxing Day'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857109.post-110398054348634155</id><published>2004-12-25T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:53:39.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joy to the world! It's Christmas time! Had a very great time today... Went out to have lunch at Thai Express (Citylink Mall) with my choir friends today. This is like the 4th or 5th branch of Thai Express which we've visited. Do we really like Thai food so much???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, did a bit of catching up with our choir senior who came back from Indonesia to visit. Went to the Esplanade, tried the "elevator without cables", and took lots of pictures! Think we look more "tourist" than our senior. Ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then went to Raffles Hotel to hear my ex-choir sing! How marvellous... I was completely drowned in their melodious voices. They still sound as good as ever. Heh heh... Also saw a lot of my other seniors who have already started working (yes, I think they should have started work liao... If not, I'd really wonder why... =P). And that made me realise how old I was liao... We have now reached the stage of exchanging &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name cards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and such instead of exchanging phone (or even pager) nos! How amazing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we went to Haagen Daaz at Raffles City. But a pity I din stay for long cos I gotta rush back for Christmas dinner. Heh... Had turkey and ham this year. Quite nice! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps many of you dunno, this Christmas has special significance to me. It's my first year celebrating the festival as a child of God. Watched a musical choreographed by my church 2 days ago... I must say I was very touched when they sang the songs "Go change the world" and "Trust His heart". Was it a message to me that I should do something along that line? Well, maybe. Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."     John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8857109-110398054348634155?l=3medboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/feeds/110398054348634155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8857109&amp;postID=110398054348634155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110398054348634155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8857109/posts/default/110398054348634155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3medboys.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>LKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11686911648475797906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
