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Friday, April 09, 2010
shutter.reflector
Starting off with the walk from the garage, the frangipani trees which shade the roadsides really give the area a nostalgic feel. Pretty much like what you would experience 20 to 30 years ago i guess. It's an atmosphere you would hardly experience nowadays with almost every tree in the city being chopped down in the name of modernisation and progress. Advancing each step, you'll see old buildings and retro houses on each side of the road which reminded me of the place where i once grew up in Ipoh. Pretty surreal to an extent. 
Reaching the heart of pj old town @ jalan othman, there's the old school market where the hustle and bustle of life is seen. It's quite a unique scene especially when you'll see loadsa old sundry shops lining each side of the road interplaced with ah beng owned car tuner garages. A real mix of the old and the new. Not to forget are the traditional pet shops which are in abundance around the area. I guess people pass their time here by breeding pets since most people who live here are octogenerians. 
Nothing beats the scent of roasted coffee beans on a cold and chilly Saturday morning especially when you are at the scene of the crime and the master brewer is there to whip up his signature creation. To add spice to the euphoric atmosphere, there's the aroma of probably the best char kway teow in pj at the same place. People might be wondering if this might seem a little too utopian but in reality this place really does exist in a quaint, tranquil and almost forgotten part of the city.
It was just another one of those treasured weekend mornings where i decided to venture out and explore things since life is already pretty mundane with nothing else but work. Since the 'prancing pony a.k.a my white MyVi' needed to go for her scheduled appointment with the car doctor at the sleepy hollow of pj old town, i thought it might be a great idea to go explore the sights and sounds of this forgotten area of town by foot.
Starting off with the walk from the garage, the frangipani trees which shade the roadsides really give the area a nostalgic feel. Pretty much like what you would experience 20 to 30 years ago i guess. It's an atmosphere you would hardly experience nowadays with almost every tree in the city being chopped down in the name of modernisation and progress. Advancing each step, you'll see old buildings and retro houses on each side of the road which reminded me of the place where i once grew up in Ipoh. Pretty surreal to an extent.
Reaching the heart of pj old town @ jalan othman, there's the old school market where the hustle and bustle of life is seen. It's quite a unique scene especially when you'll see loadsa old sundry shops lining each side of the road interplaced with ah beng owned car tuner garages. A real mix of the old and the new. Not to forget are the traditional pet shops which are in abundance around the area. I guess people pass their time here by breeding pets since most people who live here are octogenerians.
My destination was none other than a rumoured to be 100 year old, traditional family owned coffee shop right smack in the middle of the town center. It is for years that this coffee shop has served as a venue for the folks of this area to have friendly banter, gossip about their neighbour's weird habits and voice their thoughts on politics. For the non-resident like me, this place is one heck of a watering hole since it serves coffee which totally rocks even though it ain't my dear Illy which still is number one. Having traditional toasted Hainan bread with telur setengah masak with Kopi ais just does the job. If that isn't good enough, throw in a plate of char kway teow. That will set you up for the rest of the day with a big grin on your face.
It is while waiting for my coffee and food that i started to reflect on life. While scrolling through my phone, an old hunched back auntie in her seventies or eighties tugged me on the back and asked me for cash. Without saying a word, she left me before i could reach for my pocket and walked across the road to her next destination. That was quite a strange encounter. Needless to say, I asked myself, where were her children or her family members? Is anyone caring for her? Does she have a roof over her head? More importantly, does she know that there's a God who cares for her and died for her that she may have a purposeful life?
After the meal, there was the journey back to the garage to collect the 'prancing pony'. This time round i decided to use another route through the housing area. Passing each house, cottage industries were abundant, from people selling eggs to car seat artisans, you could probably find a whole load of stuff here that you wouldn't find right smack in the middle of KL. On crossing a bridge, there was a scenic view of the old town with the backdrop of the new pj town. The only word which came into my mind was transition. As i sat and stared at the scene for a while, it just reminded me of what i'm stuck in, a point of transition. The scene just pretty much paints a picture that says the past is the past and life must carry on.
As i arrived back at the garage, the 'prancing pony' was given her jabs and ready to run again. It wasn't too pleasing when i found out that she burnt quite substantial hole in my pocket for loadsa small 'prostheses' which needed replacements. All said and done, it was a great morning and an excellent start to a weekend!
godspeed.sw.fourteen-twelve
It wasn't too long ago when i was sitting at the corridor just outside the surgical department office figuring out how i was going to survive four months of thrashing and headbanging in a department like the one i'm currently stuck in. Believe it or not, today marks the halfway point in my journey through this posting. That's quite a fact to swallow considering i've pretty much just started to find my footing in this rotation.
As it turns out, things are pretty decent thus far even though there are days when i'm reduced to the status of a dead mouse. I've got to attribute everybit of my survival to God's wonderful and merciful grace which I know will never fail me wherever I go. With God by your side, things can be done even though it may seem impossible.
Being grilled during VIVA by an MRCS qualified surgeon is by no means an enjoyable event. It reduces people to tears at times but by God's grace I survived to see another day. I'm pretty sure that with the bare knowledge I have stuck in my cerebral mater, i wouldn't have been able to answer everything but truly with His grace, He has seen me through once again. Is this a sign that I should go ahead and attempt the MRCS exam? I'm not sure to be honest, but in His time, all things are beautiful.
VIVAs aside, it has been a real pleasure to work with my group of colleagues from sw12/14. I've never had such a great time with a bunch of colleagues prior to this. Working in tandem makes work so much more easier and enjoyable. It's just really sad that we've gotta be seperated after this as we are all in transition at various stages of the posting. Either way, we will be conquering fortress eleven soon and that should revert things back to the old days when work totally rocked. As for the lads and lasses of sw12/14, godspeed.....
It wasn't too long ago when i was sitting at the corridor just outside the surgical department office figuring out how i was going to survive four months of thrashing and headbanging in a department like the one i'm currently stuck in. Believe it or not, today marks the halfway point in my journey through this posting. That's quite a fact to swallow considering i've pretty much just started to find my footing in this rotation.
As it turns out, things are pretty decent thus far even though there are days when i'm reduced to the status of a dead mouse. I've got to attribute everybit of my survival to God's wonderful and merciful grace which I know will never fail me wherever I go. With God by your side, things can be done even though it may seem impossible.
Being grilled during VIVA by an MRCS qualified surgeon is by no means an enjoyable event. It reduces people to tears at times but by God's grace I survived to see another day. I'm pretty sure that with the bare knowledge I have stuck in my cerebral mater, i wouldn't have been able to answer everything but truly with His grace, He has seen me through once again. Is this a sign that I should go ahead and attempt the MRCS exam? I'm not sure to be honest, but in His time, all things are beautiful.
VIVAs aside, it has been a real pleasure to work with my group of colleagues from sw12/14. I've never had such a great time with a bunch of colleagues prior to this. Working in tandem makes work so much more easier and enjoyable. It's just really sad that we've gotta be seperated after this as we are all in transition at various stages of the posting. Either way, we will be conquering fortress eleven soon and that should revert things back to the old days when work totally rocked. As for the lads and lasses of sw12/14, godspeed.....
Saturday, March 06, 2010
Return of the Prodigal Son
If i recall correctly, my last update on this dead piece of electronic scribbling paper was somewhere back in 2008 when I was still stuck in the land of Chisel Stone a.k.a Batu Pahat. Man does time fly as it's already 2010. Back in the ancient 2008, i was wondering what sorta rubbish i was gonna expect when i was to be a houseman. Fast forward to the year of 2010, i'm in that pile of rubbish, sorting out the mess that surrounds the life of a houseman if the word "LIFE" even exists in the dictionary of housemanship.
This journey of housemanship so far has been quite picturesque of sorts, I've had really bright days when it looked as if squirrels were running up trees being naughty, throwing down nuts at elderly couples sitting on the park bench below. Then there were also the days when it seemed like the sun loss all it's gas and suddenly fuzzed out causing the entire universe to face a sudden blackout causing a firefly's sparkle to seem like a supernova in the sky.
As of now, where am I in this destination? Well..... somewhere in the middle of the road. Hoping not to get run over like one of those frogs which are flat like a piece of dried sotong after getting squished by a car in their vain attempts to cross the road in the middle of a damp night. So far i've only passed through 3 postings and am now stuck in my 4th. This is pretty much how i see things:
O&G: Medical Plumbing for Dummies
Paeds: Very much like sesame street with a ward sister who reminds me of Oscar the Grouch
Medical: The ultimate refugee camp... All under one roof
Surgical: Hellhole for hobbits
So yes, i'm stuck in the hellhole for hobbits. Why hellhole? Well.... it's a hellhole as the name describes it. It's almost like a lake of burning sulphur which burns bones to ashes and where gnashing of teeth literally occurs. I've no idea why surgeons everywhere love being a malignant bunch when all the world really needs is peace, love and joy. It doesn't help any further when "Hotel California" seems to be the favourite hit among surgeons operating in the extremely chillingly cold theatre. It literally feels like hell freezing over. Else than that, there's nothing really much to cheer other than a new group of colleagues who are superb.
In the few postings which i've been through, i've met loadsa characters. Some brilliant and some who are "brilliant". Ever heard that asthma caused by the lack of oxygen at night because photosynthesis is low at night and not because of airway hypersensitivity? That's food for thought. But yes, these are some of the comments i've encountered during rounds. But there are also those who are extremely good and competent at what they do and do things with a smile on their face. These people really motivate you to want to become a better person everyday.
In surgery, my new pals have been rollickingly awesome. Su Ee Shyn the other half of the Su twins has been our livewire. Philosophical at most times but absolute spanking fun to hang out with. Then there's Lydia, our MO. Always jovial especially when answering the phone. She sounds better than the operators working at the Waldorf Astoria... even though i've never called the Waldorf Astoria before. I assume they are that nice. Next would be Tay.... the houseman consultant. He looks so much like a consultant that even other housemen introduce themselves to him. Following which is Chen which I don't have to comment much about. The song by T.I. - Whatever You Like, pretty much describes him. Next is Radha, the ultra hardworking ffirst poster. Then there's Muhammad Tayyib which i don't think i need to comment much about as i've been stuck with him for an insane 7 years. Sheesh. Then there's Adrian. One cool feller who doesn't need a labcoat to prove he's a doc. All great lads and lasses. I think i'll need a whole day to describe everyone on detail but i'm obviously not going to as my bionic left arm already hurts from typing this first blog posting in a freagin long while.
Looking back at things, it does sounds as if it's been quite a ride so far, and to be honest, it has. But at the end of the day, I know my job is to be a servant of God. Doing what He has entrusted me to do for His glory. I know I may not see the light at the end of the tunnel yet but I know that all things work together for good for those who love the Lord.
As Phil 2:13-14 says... "for it is God who works in you both to will and to do for His good pleasure. Do all things without complaining and disputing." It's a tough act to follow but may this be my prayer for this day till the day I return to be with my maker. Amen.
If i recall correctly, my last update on this dead piece of electronic scribbling paper was somewhere back in 2008 when I was still stuck in the land of Chisel Stone a.k.a Batu Pahat. Man does time fly as it's already 2010. Back in the ancient 2008, i was wondering what sorta rubbish i was gonna expect when i was to be a houseman. Fast forward to the year of 2010, i'm in that pile of rubbish, sorting out the mess that surrounds the life of a houseman if the word "LIFE" even exists in the dictionary of housemanship.
This journey of housemanship so far has been quite picturesque of sorts, I've had really bright days when it looked as if squirrels were running up trees being naughty, throwing down nuts at elderly couples sitting on the park bench below. Then there were also the days when it seemed like the sun loss all it's gas and suddenly fuzzed out causing the entire universe to face a sudden blackout causing a firefly's sparkle to seem like a supernova in the sky.
As of now, where am I in this destination? Well..... somewhere in the middle of the road. Hoping not to get run over like one of those frogs which are flat like a piece of dried sotong after getting squished by a car in their vain attempts to cross the road in the middle of a damp night. So far i've only passed through 3 postings and am now stuck in my 4th. This is pretty much how i see things:
O&G: Medical Plumbing for Dummies
Paeds: Very much like sesame street with a ward sister who reminds me of Oscar the Grouch
Medical: The ultimate refugee camp... All under one roof
Surgical: Hellhole for hobbits
So yes, i'm stuck in the hellhole for hobbits. Why hellhole? Well.... it's a hellhole as the name describes it. It's almost like a lake of burning sulphur which burns bones to ashes and where gnashing of teeth literally occurs. I've no idea why surgeons everywhere love being a malignant bunch when all the world really needs is peace, love and joy. It doesn't help any further when "Hotel California" seems to be the favourite hit among surgeons operating in the extremely chillingly cold theatre. It literally feels like hell freezing over. Else than that, there's nothing really much to cheer other than a new group of colleagues who are superb.
In the few postings which i've been through, i've met loadsa characters. Some brilliant and some who are "brilliant". Ever heard that asthma caused by the lack of oxygen at night because photosynthesis is low at night and not because of airway hypersensitivity? That's food for thought. But yes, these are some of the comments i've encountered during rounds. But there are also those who are extremely good and competent at what they do and do things with a smile on their face. These people really motivate you to want to become a better person everyday.
In surgery, my new pals have been rollickingly awesome. Su Ee Shyn the other half of the Su twins has been our livewire. Philosophical at most times but absolute spanking fun to hang out with. Then there's Lydia, our MO. Always jovial especially when answering the phone. She sounds better than the operators working at the Waldorf Astoria... even though i've never called the Waldorf Astoria before. I assume they are that nice. Next would be Tay.... the houseman consultant. He looks so much like a consultant that even other housemen introduce themselves to him. Following which is Chen which I don't have to comment much about. The song by T.I. - Whatever You Like, pretty much describes him. Next is Radha, the ultra hardworking ffirst poster. Then there's Muhammad Tayyib which i don't think i need to comment much about as i've been stuck with him for an insane 7 years. Sheesh. Then there's Adrian. One cool feller who doesn't need a labcoat to prove he's a doc. All great lads and lasses. I think i'll need a whole day to describe everyone on detail but i'm obviously not going to as my bionic left arm already hurts from typing this first blog posting in a freagin long while.
Looking back at things, it does sounds as if it's been quite a ride so far, and to be honest, it has. But at the end of the day, I know my job is to be a servant of God. Doing what He has entrusted me to do for His glory. I know I may not see the light at the end of the tunnel yet but I know that all things work together for good for those who love the Lord.
As Phil 2:13-14 says... "for it is God who works in you both to will and to do for His good pleasure. Do all things without complaining and disputing." It's a tough act to follow but may this be my prayer for this day till the day I return to be with my maker. Amen.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
southern.sunset
It's almost the end of the O&G posting. That's how long this blog has been dormant, thanks to the hectic schedule of the posting. Life can only get more hectic as the transition into the Surgical & Orthopaedic posting begins. I'm not complaining though, since it's Orthopaedics.
Singapore was great, albeit it being only a day trip. The fellowship with the lads was incredible. Gonna miss this went we go our seperate ways after we graduate. Jeremy's always the livewire, Shiva's always the firestarter, Jenson just does the opposite of the 2 and I just sit and drive. Hopefully we'll get to meet up for these kinda trips should there be an avenue to do so in the future. The wedding we attended rocked. It was a cosy and had a really wonderful ambience. Gotta congratulate the couple and wish them well again. Else than the wedding, snapping pics of Singapore's wicked night skyline just totally rocked. I've always wondered why snapping pics in KL at night never compares to that of Singapore's night skyline.
O&G hasn't been too bad. For once i've actually enjoyed a posting i'd always associated with some sorta medical plumber activity. Despite the horrible smell of liquor, those little lads and lasses which arrive out of the birth passage almost trigger tears from your eyes. It just makes you marvel at the wonder of God's creation. Brilliant, simply brilliant. I guess I know understand why my tutor has been pushing me to appreciate O&G in a different way. A big word of thanks to the man himself Dato' S for inspiring me. Serious crap.
Contemplating on how close the day when what i hope would be my final examination kinda awes me at times. I just hope it ends soon for some reason. Despite that, there are days when i question if i'm really competent enough to be unleashed into the hospital to care for patients. Something I hope i'm gonna be capable of doing with God's constant guidance. Sighs. Just loadsa things to consider. Kinda minda boggling at times.
Life questions have been bugging me lately some iritating reason. What happens when you are stuck between decisions that would affect your future? Should patience take precedence? Should giving up ever be a consideration? Loadsa 'shoulds'.... At the end of the day, cracking my head with an orthopaedic hammer would be the worse choice for sure. What I can safely conclude is, I know I do not have control over my future, only God knows for sure. As Proverbs 16:9 puts it, 'In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps'. Whatever it is, Lord let Your will be done, even if it means sacrifice.
Seeking the Lord for divine guidance till i find renaissance....
It's almost the end of the O&G posting. That's how long this blog has been dormant, thanks to the hectic schedule of the posting. Life can only get more hectic as the transition into the Surgical & Orthopaedic posting begins. I'm not complaining though, since it's Orthopaedics.
Singapore was great, albeit it being only a day trip. The fellowship with the lads was incredible. Gonna miss this went we go our seperate ways after we graduate. Jeremy's always the livewire, Shiva's always the firestarter, Jenson just does the opposite of the 2 and I just sit and drive. Hopefully we'll get to meet up for these kinda trips should there be an avenue to do so in the future. The wedding we attended rocked. It was a cosy and had a really wonderful ambience. Gotta congratulate the couple and wish them well again. Else than the wedding, snapping pics of Singapore's wicked night skyline just totally rocked. I've always wondered why snapping pics in KL at night never compares to that of Singapore's night skyline.
O&G hasn't been too bad. For once i've actually enjoyed a posting i'd always associated with some sorta medical plumber activity. Despite the horrible smell of liquor, those little lads and lasses which arrive out of the birth passage almost trigger tears from your eyes. It just makes you marvel at the wonder of God's creation. Brilliant, simply brilliant. I guess I know understand why my tutor has been pushing me to appreciate O&G in a different way. A big word of thanks to the man himself Dato' S for inspiring me. Serious crap.
Contemplating on how close the day when what i hope would be my final examination kinda awes me at times. I just hope it ends soon for some reason. Despite that, there are days when i question if i'm really competent enough to be unleashed into the hospital to care for patients. Something I hope i'm gonna be capable of doing with God's constant guidance. Sighs. Just loadsa things to consider. Kinda minda boggling at times.
Life questions have been bugging me lately some iritating reason. What happens when you are stuck between decisions that would affect your future? Should patience take precedence? Should giving up ever be a consideration? Loadsa 'shoulds'.... At the end of the day, cracking my head with an orthopaedic hammer would be the worse choice for sure. What I can safely conclude is, I know I do not have control over my future, only God knows for sure. As Proverbs 16:9 puts it, 'In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps'. Whatever it is, Lord let Your will be done, even if it means sacrifice.
Seeking the Lord for divine guidance till i find renaissance....
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
So near yet so far
It's great to have a break after close to 3 months of 'internship'. The past 3 months have really been an eye opener as to what I'm gonna expect when I eventually hit the wards as a houseman. It has really made medicine more meaningful as we are now given the privilege to suggest management options when Medical Officers do their rounds. This totally rocks. I've gotta say that despite the heavy workload, this is probably gonna be the most meaningful semester I'm gonna have. There's another 3 months to go, i just hope it continues to be as exhilarating as it has been so far.
Breaks are always something we welcome. I once had a chat over tea with a senior regarding breaks back in my 2nd year of med school. Being a rather raw, half-cooked potato, i asked him what were holidays like in 3rd year. I was rather smacked like a fly with a fly swat when he mentioned 'in medical school, the term holiday is a misnomer'. At first, i kinda brushed off his comments thinking that he was some Steve Urkel wannabe nerd medical student who had no life and studied even during his holidays. As time flew by, those few words really started to mean something. It's true after all. Holidays don't exist in medical school, they are just a period for us to brush up on things we left behind in order for us to move on ahead. It really made sense.
As of this break, it's the last one i'm having as a medical student. So yes, there is some element of emoness in it. But even then, it still sucks cos i've got to use it to go over my portfolios and get my CFCS information in place as the assessment is gonna be right smack on the day of the Champions League Final (speak of impeccable timing). So it's still work and the principle of 'misnomer holidays' does apply to this break as well.
All's not too bad though. There are still moments to savour in life even though most of the time the word WORK malignantly flashes in your mind. I'm really looking forward to the weekend in Singapore with the lads. It's been quite a while since i last dropped by this ultra OCD city-state. As Shiva puts it, it's really just an extra-organized, spanking clean and costlier version of KL. As for this trip, it's mainly to witness a really joyous occasion. One of the lads is getting married.
It's gonna be quite an experience as this is the first wedding invitation that i've got from a friend. Sounds pretty sad innit? I think it's quite normal since med lads only get out of med school rather late. As for this lad, i guess it means the end of 'eye-candy' years and hello to full-time loyalty. That remains to be seen. Either way, I gotta congratulate him and wish him many great years ahead with his future wife. May they have many mini lads and lasses which will make them smile till they drop!
Aights... that's it for the moment. Till i return. Cheers!
It's great to have a break after close to 3 months of 'internship'. The past 3 months have really been an eye opener as to what I'm gonna expect when I eventually hit the wards as a houseman. It has really made medicine more meaningful as we are now given the privilege to suggest management options when Medical Officers do their rounds. This totally rocks. I've gotta say that despite the heavy workload, this is probably gonna be the most meaningful semester I'm gonna have. There's another 3 months to go, i just hope it continues to be as exhilarating as it has been so far.
Breaks are always something we welcome. I once had a chat over tea with a senior regarding breaks back in my 2nd year of med school. Being a rather raw, half-cooked potato, i asked him what were holidays like in 3rd year. I was rather smacked like a fly with a fly swat when he mentioned 'in medical school, the term holiday is a misnomer'. At first, i kinda brushed off his comments thinking that he was some Steve Urkel wannabe nerd medical student who had no life and studied even during his holidays. As time flew by, those few words really started to mean something. It's true after all. Holidays don't exist in medical school, they are just a period for us to brush up on things we left behind in order for us to move on ahead. It really made sense.
As of this break, it's the last one i'm having as a medical student. So yes, there is some element of emoness in it. But even then, it still sucks cos i've got to use it to go over my portfolios and get my CFCS information in place as the assessment is gonna be right smack on the day of the Champions League Final (speak of impeccable timing). So it's still work and the principle of 'misnomer holidays' does apply to this break as well.
All's not too bad though. There are still moments to savour in life even though most of the time the word WORK malignantly flashes in your mind. I'm really looking forward to the weekend in Singapore with the lads. It's been quite a while since i last dropped by this ultra OCD city-state. As Shiva puts it, it's really just an extra-organized, spanking clean and costlier version of KL. As for this trip, it's mainly to witness a really joyous occasion. One of the lads is getting married.
It's gonna be quite an experience as this is the first wedding invitation that i've got from a friend. Sounds pretty sad innit? I think it's quite normal since med lads only get out of med school rather late. As for this lad, i guess it means the end of 'eye-candy' years and hello to full-time loyalty. That remains to be seen. Either way, I gotta congratulate him and wish him many great years ahead with his future wife. May they have many mini lads and lasses which will make them smile till they drop!
Aights... that's it for the moment. Till i return. Cheers!
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Stargazing
Nights in BP have been pretty clear and stars are really prominent. Figuring out one constellation from another isn't really my forte but it's always handy to have Liang give some pointers just as he did back in Seremban. Life in BP has been pretty much like stargazing. There's just so many things to learn and at times, the feeling of drowning in a sea of knowledge is there. It's quite obvious that without any guidance, life is akin to a lost duck flying in the opposite direction during winter time.
In retrospect, the complexity of life has just been really hard to comprehend. Work is work and friendships are friendships. You can work well together within the same day and not be on talking terms outside the confines of the workplace. It's just been something that's been stinging my mind. I guess things aren't as simple as people think.
Guess i'll have to seek God for some answers. As of now, life isn't at it's optimum potential.
Nights in BP have been pretty clear and stars are really prominent. Figuring out one constellation from another isn't really my forte but it's always handy to have Liang give some pointers just as he did back in Seremban. Life in BP has been pretty much like stargazing. There's just so many things to learn and at times, the feeling of drowning in a sea of knowledge is there. It's quite obvious that without any guidance, life is akin to a lost duck flying in the opposite direction during winter time.
In retrospect, the complexity of life has just been really hard to comprehend. Work is work and friendships are friendships. You can work well together within the same day and not be on talking terms outside the confines of the workplace. It's just been something that's been stinging my mind. I guess things aren't as simple as people think.
Guess i'll have to seek God for some answers. As of now, life isn't at it's optimum potential.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Strange...
Another one of those strange ads you see in Batu Pahat. Only thing is.... there's someone in the photo mysteriously familiar. Is he applying for the job? I think you can ask him yourself. :P
Another one of those strange ads you see in Batu Pahat. Only thing is.... there's someone in the photo mysteriously familiar. Is he applying for the job? I think you can ask him yourself. :P
Friday, March 14, 2008
Caveman
Post call, post call.... where am I? I'm in somewhere in Zoinkerland where people hallucinate after placing two toothpicks to prevent ptosis after 36 hours of non-stop hard core paediatric action. That's the exact state i'm in now. If there was an image of myself, i'd probably look like this:
It's not all that bad here in BP. Other than the on calls, portfolios, CFCS, a freagin musang who bothers me everynight and the drunken man at the back lane, BP actually rocks. I'm surprised myself. Maybe that's why they called it 'chisel rock'. No idea actually. I know people ask me about the lasses in BP but all I can say is.... i'm in LOVE with the FOOD!!! BP food is 1 billion times better than Seremban food.
One lesson i've learned is.... when the stomach speaks, everyone listens (yes, even if your mandarin or hokkien sucks). Here, even with broken mandarin, u can still order some heavenly food. The damage done so far:
1. Nasi Briyani (opposite Putra Hospital)
2. Nasi Briyani Gam a.k.a POWER
3. Otak-Otak @ Glutton square
4. Otak-Otak @ Yong Sheng
5. Fried Oyster @ Glutton square
6. Seafood Garden @ Minyak Beku
7. KOFU Coffee House
8. KIAFU Tai Chow
9. Kiamsiap Chap Fan
10. Swee Bee Chicken Rice
As for things to do here... not too sure actually. It's basically work, eat, work, eat and work. That's probably why all the seniors came back to Seremban looking like gumballs after 6 months here. Not sure if i'll turn out like one. The current prognosis is looking bright.
Well, gonna catch some snooze now. Probably check out the forest and the beach tomorrow should there be time. Adios!
Post call, post call.... where am I? I'm in somewhere in Zoinkerland where people hallucinate after placing two toothpicks to prevent ptosis after 36 hours of non-stop hard core paediatric action. That's the exact state i'm in now. If there was an image of myself, i'd probably look like this:
It's not all that bad here in BP. Other than the on calls, portfolios, CFCS, a freagin musang who bothers me everynight and the drunken man at the back lane, BP actually rocks. I'm surprised myself. Maybe that's why they called it 'chisel rock'. No idea actually. I know people ask me about the lasses in BP but all I can say is.... i'm in LOVE with the FOOD!!! BP food is 1 billion times better than Seremban food.
One lesson i've learned is.... when the stomach speaks, everyone listens (yes, even if your mandarin or hokkien sucks). Here, even with broken mandarin, u can still order some heavenly food. The damage done so far:
1. Nasi Briyani (opposite Putra Hospital)
2. Nasi Briyani Gam a.k.a POWER
3. Otak-Otak @ Glutton square
4. Otak-Otak @ Yong Sheng
5. Fried Oyster @ Glutton square
6. Seafood Garden @ Minyak Beku
7. KOFU Coffee House
8. KIAFU Tai Chow
9. Kiamsiap Chap Fan
10. Swee Bee Chicken Rice
As for things to do here... not too sure actually. It's basically work, eat, work, eat and work. That's probably why all the seniors came back to Seremban looking like gumballs after 6 months here. Not sure if i'll turn out like one. The current prognosis is looking bright.
Well, gonna catch some snooze now. Probably check out the forest and the beach tomorrow should there be time. Adios!