this is the weak leading up to OSCE - the acronym for med students' practical exams where we are assessed on how to take blood pressure readings, examine the abdomen, conduct a simplified consultation, etc ( Read more... )

- back from switzerland yesterday after a 6days trip. definitely a beautiful place, but expensive too. glad to have gone as a student though; student discounts are worth exploiting to the max in an affluent country where a macdonalds meal costs 14 SGD. swiss is an interesting country - geneva, where UN bigshots are, cannot hide its seeming mishmash ( Read more... )

in the rare infrequent times that i haul myself to get down and file my notes..

i never fail to pay several minutes' worth of respect horrified stunned silence

at the disparity between

how much i need to know VS how much i can say i know.

busy semester ahead, yay.

i often diss the radio programme "a slice of life" but this quote from it, i have found true:

change your perspective, change your life

stepping into someone else's world is indeed a potent cure for narrow-mindedness. self-pity shrivels in the light of another's needs.

my only gripe with the quote, and the programme in general, is that it affirms and ( Read more... )

我也想搬新家。

搬去 weebly 还是 wordpress 好呢?

what can one say in response to silence? in response to the addressing of everything else but the questions that are swirling in the mind?

such a dilemma - i don't know if it is courage i lack or discernment. perhaps both.

don't we all wish for something concrete and meaningful to live for. 
for some of us we know what that is and we've caught glimpses of it but it ain't always that clear. 
you know, and then you feel like you don't, and then you wonder if you really had ever truly known.

in secondary school and jc, life was much more black-and-white. there were some ( Read more... )

if we don't live simply, so much of our life then becomes about cutting out and clearing up.

May my prayer like incense rise before You
The lifting up my hands as sacrifice
Oh Lord Jesus turn Your eyes upon me
For I know there is mercy in Your sight

Your statutes are my heritage forever
My heart is set on keeping Your decrees
So still my anxious urge toward rebellion
And let love keep my will on its knees

Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever ( Read more... )

We will go before God to be judged,
and God will ask us,
‘Where are your wounds?’
And we will say,
‘We have no wounds.’

And God will ask, ‘Was nothing worth fighting for?’