Please Fuck Off...

Wow. Medicine.

You would think that we're the best of the best, the brightest of the lot, the epitome and paragons of human race... Not. Well at least not here.

I encountered some really nasty, and I simply can't believe it!

It all started with some crap notes that a lecturer gave us. He didn't put additional information in (but covered mostly everything), the lecture's organisation was totally different from that of the notes, etc.

So I made a comment on MSN that said "Crappy notes are more of a lack of organisation than a lack of information".

Then a few others and I took the liberty of retyping the notes and sending them out to everyone else. I was unlucky enough to have 1 supersensitive girl and 2 superprotective knights.

Ok. Maybe not knights because they didn't even have the guts to tell me in the face, but anyway, it was spread that I was being insensitive because the supersensitive girl sent out notes too - and they/she believed I was talking about her.

How ridiculous is that?!

I mean. Wow. Just wow. I was at a loss for words. Disappointed that people can be so stupid.

They are probably more sensitive than I am insensitive. And one guy had the cheek to tell me that I won't make a good doctor cos I can't empathise.

To friends like these. Well.

Please Fuck Off.

There Are Friends...

And then there are friends...

Haha.

Thanks guys. I miss you all too. I probably needed this trip back more than I ever realised.

P.S. Bring lots of food. Well, sort of.

Homecoming

Okie. Scrape that. Changed flight. Details below.

Departune Venue : Melbourne - Tullamarine International Airport
Arrival Venue : Singapore - Changi International Airport
Arrival Time : June 8, 2006 22:30 (Singapore Time)
Flight Number : Austrian Airlines OS 8

Yep. So that's about it.

Denial & Depression?

Hey everyone, sorry for the lack of posts.

I think I've finally stopped being in denial about me being in like social isolation and stuff.

I think I'm slipping into depression.

Lately, I haven't been sleeping well (Well, I used to never wake up at night) and I've been lethargic. It's like something's come over me but I don't know what.

I feel so lonely over here. It's not even a life. It's just an... Existence. I eat, I sleep, I go to school. That's it. That's all.

I have nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to. I feel so pathetic.

Sigh...

I don't regret this at all, but somehow, I think all of this can actually be better right? I'm like Robinson Crusoe (With the Friday dude); marooned on the strange foreign land.

This really sucks. I'm not really complaining, but it's like even back home, no one's really have the time to talk to me, about me. I know this sounds selfish, but I really, really don't want to hear so much about what goes on in your life than tell you what's going on in mine when I talk to you people...

It's just that I have no outlet... No vibrance.

I feel so sucked dry and hollow and dead inside. Like a robot.

Someone help?

Van Wilder

Man. Great show. I recommend everyone watch it.

Terry: Live your life man. Feel no pressure. You are your own person.

On a side note, Katherine waved today.

And why does the Med Fac buy orange dildos with black stripes as teaching aids? BAD COLOUR.