MBBS. Semester Two.

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The exams came and went on the first day of semester two. I only spent about a week studying, but I think I did reasonably well. The first sem exam got postponed for technical reasons so yeah, I was studying on the last days of my holiday.

Semester two is picking up alot quicker than the semester before. Lots of things to learn. Got to play with pickled human beings cadavers last week. Not nearly as bad as I imagined. I even felt hungry as we had classes straight from 8am to 2pm, and the anatomy session was a 1pm. The texture of pickled human muscle looks and feels strangely like beef jerky. The session was eye opening in the sense that I got to see for the first time the insides of a human being in glorious 3-dimensional'ness. The only thing that reminded me that they were real people one was traces of nail polish on one of the cadaver's fingernails.

The car has been great. A great convenience. I now have a reasonable sense of direction. I've owned it for more than a month now...and never washed it. Hehehe. I guess it's just not one of my priorities. And it's been raining almost everyday here. So there's no point either i guess.

I write this on a saturday night on the end of week one, semester two. Time passes so fast when you're busy...

Voice Of An Angel

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Fate. Like a tree, roots fixed firmly in the ground. Which branch I climb is my choice to make. Paths cross. People come and go. Where will my road lead? Who will I meet? What will stand the test of time?

Traffic was heavy. I was feeling the stress. Then I got lost... I drove off the main road to get my bearings and read the map. It was a normal Wednesday afternoon. The main roads were busy. But I was somewhere deserted. There was an open grassy area, surrounded by low rise buildings on all sides. In between the buildings there were glimpses of busy roads. Empty cars lined the encircling road. In the middle of a grassy field, lay a tree, bathed in the bright light of day.

It felt surreal. In the edge of my eye, I saw someone by the tree. I got out of my car, Melways (mapbook) in hand, to ask for directions. I was greeted with a whisper as she shyly turned her gaze towards me. Innocence. In her hand, a polaroid picture - a silhouette of the tree.

Led by her voice,
The ride to Lygon street passed quickly.
I was no longer stressed.

I eventually made it to College Square where Carol, Alia and Zilal had made some really wonderful Nasi Kerabu for lunch. The day ended with me driving back to Clayton in terrible traffic to make Nasi Lemak with a group of Malaysians from the halls. What a day... yet I do not feel stressed.

Soul soothed by the voice of an angel...

She will return to Darwin tomorrow. People come and people go... )-:


Glay: Glorious, Global Communication.

Dare hitori betsu betsu no gooru ni mukau koto sayonara wo

Kotoba ni wa dekizu hashaideru
Everyone is running towards a different goal
Unable to say "goodbye" they act so cheerful

Koi ni koi kogare koi ni naku kokoro kara ah itoshii oh teenage memories ,
Eien no hibi wasurenai glory days glorys days kagayaite iru ,
Falling in love, with love, then torn apart by love ; from the bottom of my heart, oh teenage memories,
The eternal days I'll never forget. Glorious days.

Oikakeru renai mo owareru shigoto mo chikagoro no news ga tameiki ni kaeru
Shinkokyuu atarashii jidai no yukue wo terasu merodii
Takaraka ni ubugoe wo agete kure
Even the love I run after, and the work that chases me are turned to sighs with the latest news,
Breath in, the new melody that shines on a new era,
Cry out with all your pride!



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The Never Ending Story

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opening doors


I heard a song on the radio recently. A song I hadnt heard for more than ten years! But the melody was so instantly recognizable and inspiring I found myself listening to it over and over again as soon as I found it.

OST: The Neverending Story (1984).
Reach the stars
Fly a fantasy
Dream a dream
And what you see will be
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon a rainbow
Is the answer to our never ending story
Show no fear
For she may fade away
In your hand
The birth of a new day
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon a rainbow
Is the answer to our Never ending story...


We were having lunch one sunny afternoon. The food was great, but the company better. The restaurant was almost empty. Soon, we were the only ones there. "Wow, you booked the whole place for us!", she jovially remarked...
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