Why?

I wondered why doctors/dentists hav lousy handwriting
and ppl working in the banks all hav round/fat/neat handwriting?
Is handwriting part of the job application criteria? hmmm...

Boxing day

To get into the spirit of boxing day sale, I decided to head into the city

and I found out that :

Boxing day is the day where 50% of Melbourne population is congested in a few km^2 of city blocks. While the roads were pretty much deserted beyond La Trobe st, you couldn't breathe in the city. There simply wasn't enough oxygen per m^2.

I browsed along Bourke st. and then headed for DFO.

Along the way I counted more than 10 Yaris but only one Swift =(

I must say I was quite content with what I have and didnt look to buy anything in particular but after walking around for a few hours, the temptation was difficult to resist.

I did'nt buy anything tho. Having looked at everything yet cos I was too tired of walking.

2 shops asked to look into my bags. Must be my dodgey face.

GUESS won the longest waiting line of all the shops. The line went all the way out of the shop like ppl lining up to go into the club at night with bouncers guarding the door.

Levi won the most trashed up shop. No hope to find the size you want. Just pull out whatever you can see from the mess and hope it fits.

Going to JB HI-FI and Myer made me realised how much we got sucked into luxurious items. New computer. New Mac. New sound systems. New Wii. New iPhone. GPS Nav was on sale too.

Mindgames wasn't on sale.

I didn't know there's a flight simulator at QV

and me saw no boxing today :-S

X'mas

X'mas is an important date for many to look forward to every yr.
but X'mas was never special or hold any significance to me.
As I sit down and think back, I cant exactly recall what I did for X'mas, not even last yr.
Ive spent 3 X'mas away from home including this yr.

X'mas '98 was the first yr I came to study in Aus. I cant remember much except that it was 42 degrees and it was something involving me lying in bed with the fan blowing hot air into my face.
In 1998, it was the first time I woke up at 2pm and I felt so ashamed of myself.
Today I woke up at 3pm but am no longer ashamed. What has happened in 10 yrs?

X'mas '06 I was on Fraser Island but what was I doing is just as vague as any other yrs.
Though maybe, it had something to do with this photo

X'mas is a busy time for family, shopping, celebrating etc
and it makes me wonder why does it seem to be the least busy time of the yr for me.

Going back to the basic of life.
We balance our time up for 4 things: yourself, friends, partner and family

Yourself - Time to work. Time to study. Time to relax and do something u want.
Friends - Keeping up with friend circles. For us uni kids, I find that around Xmas is usually the time to catch up with highschool friends.
Partner - *sigh*
Family - Ideally prob consume most of the time during Xmas. Realistically it never makes a difference to me. In these recent yrs, I find that cousins r moving away overseas. With the passing away of my uncle and grandma, I wonder what it would be like at home this yr.

and there, the answer to my question is so simple.
My family is not here.
GF...not sure I hav one
Most friends are overseas, not that I hav many in the first place. A recent conversation with one of the 2 friends I sorta keep in touch with from Primary school pointed something out. The 3 of us are growing apart. Clearly, we r not even in the same continent anymore. One in Aus. One in UK and one in US.
Myself. The work is there but the motivation isnt immediate. The long list of things to do over the holiday is left on the top of the cabinet, catching dust. I certainly procrastinate in every aspects of my life. Gotta get rid of this habit.

Secret X'mas wish: To spend one Xmas somewhere with snow

I'll always remember...

Trips with my frens usually involve me organising it but this time, I was just on for the ride
so..... not-so-surprisingly, it was one of the most carefree and enjoyable trip in yrs.
No place to be. No schedule to keep up. Nothing to worry about.
Just the smell of the sea, beach, sunshine and the wind going thru ur hair.

When I look back at Torquay '08 I'll always remember....

Pat playing Tetris at the back of his 4WD,
How far Shirley's house was from the city,
Shirley's Jay Chou posters,
The cute little blue Yaris and how it kicked butts,
How Victor cut the line in front of Bunnings guy at Hungry Jack,
How toothpick coffee was better than the coffees I drank during the trip,
1 Aquilla Ave,
How cold the water was,
How I got burnt,
Beautiful girls in mirky brown colour water,
The marinated lamb (with secret ingredient),
Scary black nails,
How Fobs + Fop won and the thing Shirley does after dinner date,
Straights, Flushes, Full houses and nothing,
Cosmo special edition,
Living room couch,

Jumping Tania's and Shirley's bed,

Ice cream with pancakes,
Too many jumping photos,
How we drive to Lorne just for Fish n Chips at Salty dog,
I need massage,
Scary emo ppl,
Booby trap, mad cow and Gracey 11/12,
Creamy shooters and Jager Bombs,
Adventure park and the superb flying fox,
The dishwashing machine,
How the Great wall crumbled,
Mt. Molar,

Team S.Tiff,
How many cans of Redbull and Mother Pat drank (Interestingly, he doesnt drink Superman or V)
How Kelly cant do accounting :P
and...
How hard it was to leave all of that behind...

Girls...

Inspired by Fill My Sorrow, With The Words You Borrowed

Girls sux even though they r smart. Girls act stupid and innocent so teachers feel sori and help them out. Girls shop all day, keep asking me what I think even though they've already made up their minds and they dun buy the thing anyway. Girls dun reply my msg but whine when I dun reply theirs. Girls dun notice my haircut even though its almost a skin head but they get upset if I dun notice their tiny hair trim straight away. Girls r manipulative, scheme and toy with my feeling. Girls r needy and pushy, always wanting things their ways. Girls dun appreciate the things I do for them. Girls call u up for lunch then say they r gonna be late, blaming the traffic and their laziness and in the end, cancel the lunch altogether. Girls keep saying they r f*t when they r not. Girls tell u u look shit and stink everyday. Girls cant get over their bf even though they r unhappy. Girls prob won't forgive me for writing this blog. Girls always win. Girls smile and make me feel all fuzzy and warm. Girls do the things they dun like for me. Girls dress up and put on make-ups for me even though they r already beautiful the way they r. Girls say "keep going" and make me feel like I can do anything. Girls bake cookies and didnt say "no". Girls r nothing like what I expected. Isnt this why I keep coming back for more?

Pandora Box

A Bible or Pandora Box? I questioned myself today

This afternoon I was paid a visit by one of my seniors who recently graduated and is about to move back home.
She gave me a big pile of photocopied books so I was going thru them one by one.
Until I came across the last big black folder sitting innocently at the bottom of the colgate bag.
After I opened up the cover, I soon realised this is the collection of concise written summaries of every disciplines in dentistry throughout the 5 yrs course neatly organised in tabs and although concise, the collection was an inch and a half thick. Sori if I've forgotten to mention that she graduated as the top student in dental science 2008. I was in awe and speechless. The amount of knowledge blinded me. It almost felt like Po when holding a dragon scroll. The notes included summaries from all journals, textbooks and lecs she read. In the next 12 months or so until I graduate, I think that I would struggle to finish reading her summaries alone and the important word to highlight is "summary". Doesn't that kinda hit u in the face and open ur mind to magnitude of what the full content of dental knowledge could be? If this is what it takes to become a dentist then I hardly know enough.
There I wondered...although this thing in my hand is like a Bible of dentistry, its also a Pandora box. Once opened, it revealed to me an awful truth of how ignorant I really am. While she graduated as a dentist, I on the other hand still hold the knowledge of a first yr student compared to her. How sad...

Another mischievous thought came to me.

What if this folder is passed on from generation to generation of students and becomes the legendary ghost book every kids r talking about. The book that holds such power as to grant, when in the right hands, an ability to excel in dentistry. Some say its there but some say it doesnt exist. The book that every good dental students dream about and not-so-smart students cry for...

Tham, Dentistry 1'08

Crazy and still like you

You told me you need time. You told me not to hope or expect.
Yes, we can be frens. I can act like frens but no...
I like you more than just frens. I have to think that way cos the day I stop thinking that way, I'm gonna stop trying and then there won't be us. I just hope...really hope that I can like you long enough for you, to like me and never ever let me let you go.