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just saw a friend's status on facebook mulling over why she has a sporting talent instead of a more artsy one. and to have just come home from seeing spinal injury patients, there's just a sense of unease with that status. if i knew her better, i'd sneak in a comment disguised as a tongue-in-cheek remark. but well, on second thoughts, i have a feeling it's me, not having many tongue-in-cheek

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As psalm 130 says. And as the last bit in Revelation 6 says. Yet, just before that, the slain souls cry out to God, asking He, who is holy and true, how long it will be before He avenges their blood by judging the inhabitants of the earth. On the other hand, those hiding in the caves and mountains, rich or poor, slave or free, they wish that the rocks will fall on them to hide them from God's

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13 I have much to write you, but I do not want to do so with pen and ink. 14 I hope to see you soon, and we will talk face to face. Sometimes I forget that God doesn't speak with me through pen and ink. And though it's not for me to behold His glory by 'meeting Him', surely I've seen His hand at work, and surely the Kingdom of God has come, and the blind has seen.. And I want to remember the

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http://www.hymnary.org/hymn/TWC/page/277

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saw a family with two lovely girls. one in daddy's arms. another holding mummy's hand. the elder one was just learning to speak. about two years old i'd say. And she was listening hard for the train approaching. and her daddy kept asking her to look out for the train that's comin' thru the tunnel on our side. so happens at buchanan street station, the 2 platforms are next to each other, just

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to think how time and experiences mould people like each of us to be who we have been, who we are, who we will always be... and to think how God's hand can extend beyond that while he allows and permits that to still hold true.

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Went back to rgs. it felt really nice and familiar. and cosy. i was a little surprised. met ms lim for breakfast. the canteen lady claims to remember me. claims. tea was bahh. cheecheongfun was bleah. but conversation was really nice. Updated each other about lives, and one thing i appreciated was how much the same God had a part in our plans and experiences. i used to just feel relatively lucky

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had our farewell party. buffet. for sarah and i. i will always remember this lil stint i did. i thank God for the break I had in between. I am so thankful that I've landed up here, made the mistakes i made, and got the care and protection and support from bs and j. i've learnt so much just watching them/ listening to them talk to patients. i think they're truly the coolest physio couple i've

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it's been a long time i've been here. and life feels like a wait sometimes. a busy wait... i wonder what it is to be outside of the realm of time.

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this week of working alone in the clinic has been trying. and i realised this only at the end of the week - that it was probably a little insane...and i really did underestimate this. first two days were really smooth-sailing. and one extra blessing was having sarah around to help out. she shared with me stories i could only dream about reading in biographies. it was a lil tiresome having to

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i feel like i live my life smiling and nodding and humoring the world. and even that they presume is my duty.

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Went to help out at school with much apprehension this afternoon. i didn't leave on a very good note 2 weeks ago, when the kids were terribly naughty and rebellious and i felt so horrible policing them, disciplining, frightening them. I felt I was so mean and evil as I walked out of school, and I felt like the whole environment puts both teachers and students under tremendous stress, physically,

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i take cold showers when i need to move on with life. most of the time, it helps. other times, i take cold showers when i forget to turn on the heater.

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 I think I'm the kind who needs a home to return to at the end of the day. p.s. Jiā means family; home; house. The Chinese character shows a pig under a roof. Really? Wastes no time with fancy analogies and descriptions...

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And the Lord said, "Shall I hide from Abraham what I am doing?" —Genesis 18:17 It's 8am and I'm about to log into school portal to view my results. I looked through my results of all semesters since year one, trying to recall what they have been about, looking at the number of credits they were worth (I always fail to remember how many credits they are worth till I get my results. A good thing.)

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Chapter Two!

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freedom is having the choice of putting together your own lunch. felt nauseous thinking of the episode of nausea i had after the noodles on monday. i miss nissin noodles but too bad daddy is still boycotting japanese instant noodles. i've been a lot more intentional and disciplined in keeping family and people in prayer (that was just a thought). an apple an egg with a really moist and warm yolk

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so this is how it feels. had my last written paper today. i picked a question totally unrelated to physiotherapy. im having weird feelings about the way i answered it.  some people took many photos. i tried to imagine a retrospective screen over those pictures. when what's normal now would actually look nostalgic and more peculiar than then. it's a more interesting feeling than post-Alevels.

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21 He changes times and seasons; he removes kings and sets up kings; he gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to those who have understanding; From Everlasting to Everlasting- A Prayer of Moses, the man of God. Psalm 901 Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. 2  Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to

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cny this yr has been an interesting mix of activities. no doubt, there's the part abt missing people who are elsewhere across the oceans. but yea. i've also had an enjoyable time with friends and all here in singapore. whenever the topic about 'sharing lives' with others comes up, the one thing i've always found most difficult is giving my time. i think i've learnt to give time to people around

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as feasts go on, im thankful for the story my mummy brought home, of the old lady who asked her to buy 4 pkts of char siew rice and 2 pkts of char siew noodle with 15 dollars. she prolly bought it cos shops would be closed for nxt 2 days, and she's just storing the food up for consumption.  good on her that she has money to eat what she wants? ( im guessing she likes charsiew?) but it makes me

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seeing kites flying on my way home makes me happy. i don't like/understand why my feelings can be so intense. i also do not know what to make of many things. i wish a million things. and wonder about other things. and have to give thanks for some things.

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i still don't know why/how i went to pm today. i know the right answers. but yea.  i wonder how im going to get thru the week. my body might just fulfill all that's required of me externally.

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Ubin was not a bad experience. Better than I thought it would be, that is (: When I first arrived, I had to get used to the sort of amenities we had to live with. I was thinking to myself, 'okay. how did you sign up for such things again? cambodia's gna be a lot worse. how am i going to survive.' Perhaps by not bathing tonight? How can I not use the loo in 48 hours though..But it being a village,

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there're people who can handle the trouble that i am...how can it be. seeing iron and wine on daytrotter is like meeting an old friend again.

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is really really really really difficult to do, complete and balance.

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Psalm 111 Praise the Lord! I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart, in the company of the upright, in the congregation. 2 Great are the works of the Lord, studied by all who delight in them. 3 Full of splendor and majesty is his work, and his righteousness endures forever. 4 He has caused his wondrous works to be remembered; the Lord is gracious and merciful. 5 He provides food for

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Thumbed through the first part of the book of James. Reckon it nothing but joy...whenever you find yourself hedged in by the various trials, be assured that the testing of your faith leads to power of endurance. (James 1:2-3)  There's something promising about this poem. But it's very cliche and blunt (not that that has zilch purpose). I hope to chisel at it. The hawthorn hedge that keeps us

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poor time management and self-discipline. please try harder tomorrow. and get over today.

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Mistletoe and silver snow and ivy growing on the walls I wish I could erase these dreams, I do For all my days are running by In shopping malls with endless lines I don't know how I got here, do you Somewhere between the catalogs of what to get for him Somewhere amidst the china dolls my vision starts to spin 'Cause I thought Christmas was supposed to be More than lighting up the Christmas

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how can i begin to wrap up what has unfolded in the past week. in fact, it has never been planned to happen this way at this time. thank you God for advice you send my way, for the comfort you send through your Word and songs that honor You. it's official. i think im a goner. i've meet with so many juxtapositions in this issue it's doublewhopperamazing, though it does not amuse me at all. the

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my mummy prodded more. response was more reserved and cautious. more to come, i guess.

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the clock on the piano showed 5.55pm. time on my phone was 6pm. tv was showing asean games 10000m women's heats. i told my dad. just telling. not so much informing. or asking, i said.  daddy's reply: that's good. so how? me: so im telling you.. no questions asked. i am very sure i nearly died. and i feel like crying now. maybe out of relief. just messaged aunty clara to tell her about it.

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glad for public holidays. i packed up some notes, leveled a few hills of papers on my table. went for a ride. cycled till i thought the storm clouds were blown away, only to have it rain cats and dogs when i was back and about to wash my bike (: was windy, a bit of sun, quite cooling, quiet, peaceful. i saw a stork, a kingfisher, an eagle and many local birdies.  my parents have gone on an

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if such things exist. is for yeye to be healthy/happy/come over and live with us for a period of time. i hope there is nothing serious. and that he will change his living habits slightly. that he will be ADL independent and community ambulant. and that people will love him, just a quarter of a bit more.

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finally completed inservice! hope it goes well tmr...it will be a little nerve wrecking presenting to pros. i hope yeye is alright. i feel helpless about the future sometimes. God help me.

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persistent hyponatraemia an independent prognostic indicator for mortality?

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i feel so tired after a full day of activity. just can't bring myself to continue article reading online. i wonder how my mum finds the energy to do so much. i also wonder why yeye's sodium levels are still not up ): i wonder. about my expectations and hopes. i feel they'll never be met in my life. it's alright, but yea. i think after a while, you take things for granted and you're left with you

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i read something else and i'd be so busy and stressed over things that don't actually matter. then i wont be here. doing all this. it might not be nice...but how nice it would be for a change.

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called marmar and discovered that yeye has been hospitalised after a blood test showed that his Na levels are low. he's been hospitalised for observation and  since then, he has developed a bad cough and a fever. i really hope he hasn't caught a bug because given his immunity and health, he really wont be able to stand up to a pneumonia. with un-early copd and a pneumothorax a year ago, it will

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Cos the family sat around the dinner table and we had a nice long talk that was so comfortable. In moments like these, I feel 500 times as grateful as I already am - for the extremely imperfect and terribly amazing family God has blessed me with. Overall sentiment would be that I've really seen how we have journeyed together, and how each of us has grown, emotionally, spirtually, physically. So

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east has kinda gotten better. i was surprised. research is tedious, but it is rather interesting. somehow fyp has always offered itself for a second chance when i start to develop disdain for it. but even if it was a good thing (in disguise), come on, it has to come to an end, right...can't wait. was reading the kindergarten display boards while waiting for sis at church. They had newspaper

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1. laptop battery 2. placement Woes 3. handphone 4. manual and handbook wrinkles after the flood 5. throat 6. fyp meeting and fyp everything 7. even dinner out is a chore 8. mind space for ccc two more. bad weather. my bad malay. bright side. 1. glad my laptop still works. 2. im glad....i havnt been late. bigdeal. 3. still working. with a lot of patience. 4. it just looks uglier. still

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when i say 'im so loved that i feel guilty' for all those out there who are unloved. and i'm glad i've been nurtured to not take advantage of what i have to manipulate. i could have, easily. it would be so tragic. God, you've been so good to me.

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i dislike missing out on good lectures. i dislike promises broken and plans unfollowed. i am nervous about in-service. i am not sleepy.

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I miss hymns O.O Yes i do. i shall sing one now whee (:

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Life's so unpredictable. People die everyday but are there some people who 'aren't suppose to die' more? Or at least not in that way? Psalm 18 3 I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise,        and I am saved from my enemies.  4 The cords of death entangled me;        the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.  5 The cords of the grave [b] coiled around me;        the snares of death

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Here I am, disgruntled because I made a silly mistake that spoiled the cookie batter. And I've to wait till morning before I can get some all-purpose flour to remedy it. Attempt to remedy it. If it can be remedied. Not at all a good state for reflections. Scenes that have made my heart stop at my placement thus far:  (I am not pleased with the huge amount of money I've invested into travelling

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I think im a superb scaredy-cat. Maybe it's also cause the acting here is much better...but the dramas scare me cos they're so real. I freeze and return to pages of opened journals, wondering what I was doing before that. Even 'educational' shows/re-enactments of family violence. It scares me. I'm such a loser. Whee.

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first case was tough. 'back paraspinal tension' (what kind of Dx is this anyway) turned out to be longstanding Cx, Tx, Lx, SIJ. Hm. My thoughts and approach were far from polished and I seriously didn't want to see her again. There were no significant physical findings and she appeared functional. Saw 3 cases today. I'm definitely learning. Felt better today. Looked at ytd's case notes again

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weekends are such joyful escapes. im nervous about tomorrow ): seems like im forever stuck in the settling-in phase.  i've much on my mind. i only know that i'm being stretched. feels not very nice. it'll be fine. i wonder if this was how natalie felt. if it is, i understand now. i remember how i reminded myself often, how it is only normal that no one human fully understands.

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and the coffee he makes. Thank you God, for letting me spend time with him.

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First week hasn't been very busy. But as much as I am enjoying the change in lifestyle/pace/company, I'm getting use to the noise (gd noise) and rhythm of things. I really wanna jot down and consolidate all my thoughts so I feel more settled. Plus points (9/9): Discovered a very nice stretch of eateries with my dad's friends. I had macau pudding, which i think i've fallen in loev with. (10/9)

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Got up. Got to work without difficulty cos I had company! (: Gd thing.. Arrived early. Not used to how they call everyone 'insert surname' sir/guleong. Creepy. My ce is...very interestingly peculiar. we're guided quite a bit this week. whole week is quite introductory. which is quite different from what i expected. Always rationalized that, perhaps since hk has a higher patient load to physio

kmlihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12435532340962844766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37452735.post-8508369994147921762010-09-02T12:27:00.002+08:002010-09-02T15:33:42.937+08:00

the theories and factors messes with my brain sometimes, with regard to social issues and interpersonal relationships. it gives governing perspectives and guiding models. with no solutions for them. yesterday was awesome. i realise CP exam wasn't totally easy. i didnt really know the ecg question. so interesting. so yay, how can a paper be full-marks-proof! good. after exam, had lunch though i

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especially the process of preparing for them. sometimes when a question exciting, the best thing that can happen is finding someone to discuss it with. and when im trying to solve the case, i feel like my heart and mind is racing so far ahead for me to play catch up with. it's like there's not enough table space in my brain to lay out all the clues and thoughts. and i feel happy. it's very

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i thank God for my church. for all the things that are good, and all the things that she is so imperfect in. there may be those who will compare and those who somehow find great fault with it in little things that really are not ultimate issues. as long as she continues to be a biblical church, im sticking by her, in peace.

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once again

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(: after having two slightly heated debates with the fyp supervisor about some measurements we were using, he called me saying he has some articles to show us. i was keeping the cheery tone but feeling really exasperated inside...till he said that he has helped find something that might support our point of view. please let it be so. i will be touched. to the dentist today (: i am really

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ahh. a final week before exams. today, i saw a dead cat ): limbs stiff, left eyeball popped out of its socket. It was lying in the drizzle...and I had to go closer to take a look. I don't like this. People shouldn't do this. I think this was the same cat I saw a few days ago. It was laying limp and sprawled out sleeping under the early morning sun. It was so skinny I made sure it was still

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Psalm 18, Psalm 31. 1 Cor 10:13 sometimes i wish i could be by myself and count on no one but myself. 1 Cor 10:12 back to that same dreaded word - balance, and even that seems undesirable.

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Fyp has survived another huge obstacle and it seems like everything is good to go. I was the first subject today and it seems like we've a complete data set for one subject already. I've really come to appreciate the rigours of research work and planning, partnered with the patience and foresight required in the execution of experimental studies. It is very fulfilling if you've a clear sense of

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Ran-Ran  Sam Ethan Peter such precious children.

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Clinicals ended (: hmm, i actually felt a tad bit sad on the last day, a sentiment I didn't feel on my previous inpatient placement. This placement has been really not bad (could be better, still). I truly came to enjoy and appreciate Inpatient physiotherapy more. And yea, I am glad indeed. Also, I guess this is the 2nd time I've had excellent company for clinicals. And I almost take for granted

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finally finished inservice. fell asleep at 8pm. a day and a half more to go. now comes all the evaluations and grading.

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almost wanted to take off my previous post after my dad kinda reprimanded me for not cutting an orange the right way (right tool, right environment....extrapolated to the right kind of attitude when cutting an orange...extrapolated to the right kind of attitude in life in general to the right kind of attitude particular to me...extrapolated to the right kind of maturity or behavior which I should

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i have suffered much today. rather poorly treatment. i thank God for the lovely family I come home to (: for my funny daddy and my really nice mummy and for my really hmm uh, lovely sister. and for the yummy food cooked with love. not mass packed and undercooked.

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the last stanza, for the dying i've been seeing, especially for that male patient i saw in that ward on friday. and at least 3 more with poor prognosis. i wonder who dropped out of the race over this weekend. and i remember the 98 yo lady who surprisingly pulled thru after fighting through 2 weeks (: ? oh and i wonder how that young girl is doing in sicu. THERE IS A HOPE by Stuart Townend and

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judging from the caliber of certain males nowadays, perhaps it is sane advice to don on burqas. there is no one righteous...not even one, no one who understands, for all have fallen away.

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spent most of the night on emails and fyp. slide count for inservice presentation stands at 1. a grand total of 1 line. wow, it's gross! more cohesiveness and collaboration in brainwork please. i saw two cats sleeping in the sun on my way home. i made me draw in a breath. i have not seen cats sleeping next to each other and not hissing and fighting for a long time. i went for a run too. it has

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ah. the title just made me think of tutukuehs. im hungry. there was a really cute lil girl in a tutu on the train today. she was fussing about abit and she pushed against my skirt a bit. i thought nothing of it and continued reading. then suddenly she found the ribboned end of my wrap skirt. and she tuggggged. we had a brief staring moment in amusement and shock, and probably wonderment for her

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i looked up at the layered, hazy clouds and i thought to myself..'consolidation'.

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so, it wasn't really all that big a jump. we havn't gone into the icu's yet. I'm in a respiratory ward this time. This placement has seen the highest number of terminal cases for a first week. Notable cases include the teenager who has hypoxic encephalopathy, freshly out from combatting his o-levels (which wasn't the cause of the condition) and his talisman-laden bed, the terminal lung

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does it take. i really need so much more reassurance. my heart is tired. where's the glimmer..

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Sub-quality work and an oblivious calmness about it scares me. Having to constantly nudge someone forward with much politeness, patience and commitment is very exhausting on the mind and the heart. And if that person is someone i have to depend on, it drives away all sense of security, and sanity. given a choice...i'll scram - and not destroy the perfect contentment you have, cause im more than

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delaying going to bed doesnt mean tomorrow will be further away..

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my mum's brother just called. he has his father's voice. i miss gong gong. a lot.

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hey. i know this color of the sky! It's the color I always mixed to watercolor the skies during childhood art class (: started my back-to-school monday as a complete genius. i made an emotional catastrophe out of 'losing' my entire pouch with moolah ezlink and admin card, only to realise after: - feeling very upset - activating my mum - paying for 2 bus rides with coins - thinking about how i

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no studying allowed! absolutely not! (:

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Today i saw a dozen foreign construction workers hacking away at our 'shopping arcade'. They had translucent cloths tied across the nasal bone. From 5 meters away i could smell the dust, cement and well...construction. I really feel these guys deserve better. Even if they are unruly in public, loud when they hang out in groups, have fellow-countrymen who indulge in negative past times, even if

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ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. GRAAAH.

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so begins our short break from regular timetable. no matter how busy it's gna be, at least it's still a 'holiday' in name. the moment i opened my eyes, i decided it was too sunny a day to stay at home. i shall go explore chong pang city/market, cos i havnt been there in over 7 years. put on the shirt i ironed but decided against wearing last-minutely this week and i was out in no time. nothing

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sometimes i wonder if im naive, gullible, idealistic. too oblivious for my own good.

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at least 2 things were new today. 1. breakfast sandwich - butter, blueberryjam, avocado and egg. it was wonderful. hm we did sij for ms prac. okay, that was new too. 2. i explored a new bike route! my foldable bike was very pathetic going up the hill though. decided to go easy and gave up after a while. i cycled back past my pri sch, cos i've forgotten how it looks like. i've not taken that route

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do something nice for somebody small things, pretty things meaningful things usable things special things swim with sharks boat trip somewhere quality entertainment cozy concert under the stars bright and early morning picnic! im reallly liking this idea. if it works out, i'll be (:

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guess it's always safe to say 'thank you Lord!' hmmmm how will this allllll unfolddd??? either or.

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Ytd during ex physiology class my lecturer was talking to us about informed consent and various legal matters. She recounted a guy at the dialysis centre she knew who had the wrong big toe amputated during surgery for gangrene. Uneducated and poor, he didn't know better and just went back to get the gangrened toe removed. And till now, he limps with his big toes missing, and eats nothing but

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"There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in." - Leonard Cohen a much needed break from routine. i like today. and family. there's really quite a lot to go thru at sch this year. but dinner was really funny just now. talking abt juice from concentrate, being surprised with my dad's inventions. (: sometimes i think i would melt, for reasons apart from the weather.   look at

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i think words are so powerful. and in the course of communication, so many signals and messages are exchanged and picked up. and as we move along, we feel for responses and sense the boundaries. sometimes you break into new comfort zones. other times, you realise that you want to decide never to let the person have so much of your thoughts again, to hold your breath, withhold the trust and to be

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i ate aballing for the first time today. (that's the exact picture from the stall!) my mummy told me it had teochew origins. so i called my porpor and told her what i had for dessert at lunch. with beancurd's not the traditional one she knows though. she says they put glutinous riceballs with taosuan. hmmm... i miss my porpor. held it in till we finished our chat and then cried silently. it

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i really adore and respect people who write good journal articles and papers. i like panjabi, o'sullivan, carragee, hides, dankaerts, stokes, kiesel... i think they're mighty cool. i wish i were mentored by one of them. i feel like research could be an option. i won't take my word for it yet though.

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today my seniors had their grad ceremony.  as i trudge thru the mess of lit review for fyp...i am longing to graduate so much.

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i like it when my mummy's home, when she goes a lil crazy about the clothes and the (really-just-pseudo) mess that (really doesn't) belongs to me/sis. then she has lots of time to cook for me and bake and read her books and catch naps. she's so tired when she has to go to work but i know she loves her job verily much at the end of the day. but seeing her home makes me the happiest because i know

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i like the wide windows at h606 where we have paediatrics tutorial. i stare out at the perfect pale blue sky and zone out for a minute while i recharge my brain for the next 2 hrs. occasionally a bird flies by. i miss the eagles that soar up in the mountains in hk. sometimes, after watching the video clips, i look away from the screen and out of the windows and i wonder what 'acceptance of

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meow. i feel so...overpowered. sometimes.

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how're the colors i chose (: it's almost like your room color, marui? so many things are happening and so many thoughts are swirling around in my head. - academic content - projects, deadlines - clinicals - practicals - dg, st, sc - church  - family here and back home. - the pipe - friends - the weather... - the future. where am i headed/sent to.  then again, everyday has its happy moments and

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dad: ah, after drinking this cup of coffee, it feels like my muscles are all relaxed. do you think there are drugs added inside here. mum: yes. dad: yea. i dont know why. after I drink it. I just feel different, like my bones...my muscles... me: dad do you need a criminal record to work here. dad: aiyo of course! me: aha. must be a super serious offence right. dad: of course. the more serious

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i was spending time with a group of mothers and their kids who have just migrated over, hearing conversations from these amazing ladies, coincidentally, a week just before mothers' day. Spent some time with the kids, going thru their work with them. Then over food, the ladies were talking about their move and their future plans/directions. I think these ladies have made such a huge decision/

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Old idea: Is it feasible to get subjects to really sit for 2 hours. Maybe once off might be okay... Data collection will be a pain. EMG collects at fractions of a sec...unless we just take one before, one after? Data analysis could be a problem...analysing all those figures? But trends might do? There have been studies on stabilisation done already. We kinda know it works. But if we compare

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i could really get hooked onto this whole research madness for fyp. topic on low back pain. too exciting, too lil time.

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