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Sunday, May 18, 2008
PDCP's over. Results are out. In all aspects of my life, thank you God for seeing me through. I'm never in doubt that one day I'll be a doctor, but the process sometimes scares me to death =D
I scraped through my Biochem and my average result's about the same as my sister's so I'm pretty happy heh.
Meanwhile, am 7 hours away from departure to Japan, for which I'm very excited and nervous at the same time (I'm always worried before holidays I have no idea why). Seems like I'm in charge of electronic related items like chargers, camera tripod (which looks like a triglyceride, for those who haven't heard me say so already), adaptor and so on.
Have been having a relatively time now compared to the craziness of the early post exam period. Have gone to play LAN a few times with my OG, and seen Moses become better and better at his game haha... The initial thrill kinda died off after I spent the previous session just being Glen's helo pilot. He got all the kills tsk tsk while I had the satisfaction of squeezing the helicopter into all the small spaces.
Also had an anat group outing with about half of them. Haha its quite satisfying to be part of the group. I mean, I doubt many other groups are as closely bonded as we are, probably cos during the trunk segment of anat Prof Bay helped to precipitate the unilateral suanning of the anat group rep heh which I must say I found highly amusing. Still, it served to pull the group very closely together, as Prof Ng in the third segment could tell.
So games was fun and the bbq was funner heh. I discovered that I could STILL play tennis. Maybe that disastrous game at PGP was more of the exception than the norm heh.
Ok am not thinking very straight cos my mind keeps drifting to what I may have forgotten to pack. But nevertheless, happy travelling to Matilda, Yukit, Daniel, Bingyi, Joseph and all the other people flying to their various destinations =)
I scraped through my Biochem and my average result's about the same as my sister's so I'm pretty happy heh.
Meanwhile, am 7 hours away from departure to Japan, for which I'm very excited and nervous at the same time (I'm always worried before holidays I have no idea why). Seems like I'm in charge of electronic related items like chargers, camera tripod (which looks like a triglyceride, for those who haven't heard me say so already), adaptor and so on.
Have been having a relatively time now compared to the craziness of the early post exam period. Have gone to play LAN a few times with my OG, and seen Moses become better and better at his game haha... The initial thrill kinda died off after I spent the previous session just being Glen's helo pilot. He got all the kills tsk tsk while I had the satisfaction of squeezing the helicopter into all the small spaces.
Also had an anat group outing with about half of them. Haha its quite satisfying to be part of the group. I mean, I doubt many other groups are as closely bonded as we are, probably cos during the trunk segment of anat Prof Bay helped to precipitate the unilateral suanning of the anat group rep heh which I must say I found highly amusing. Still, it served to pull the group very closely together, as Prof Ng in the third segment could tell.
So games was fun and the bbq was funner heh. I discovered that I could STILL play tennis. Maybe that disastrous game at PGP was more of the exception than the norm heh.
Ok am not thinking very straight cos my mind keeps drifting to what I may have forgotten to pack. But nevertheless, happy travelling to Matilda, Yukit, Daniel, Bingyi, Joseph and all the other people flying to their various destinations =)
~JcZw~ at 5:32 pm
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
PDCP's been pretty... interesting. Though I've been occasionally sleepy during the lects, the tutorials are pretty fun. I have a good group with a great number of people I know including the likes of KEVIIans Melvin Tan, Ami, Amanda Zain, Liesel, Wing Yee, OG mate Elin, fencer Daelen and newly made acquaintences Yi Zhe (Through playing BF2 together) and Jon Sng (MUNUS)
We were very blessed to have a good tutor as well who put up with our noise and made things generally interesting.
On one hand, I am VERY scared about my Biochem results. I have no doubt at all one day I will be a doctor but I'm not sure how many years I will take to get there. Everyone I know says I'll be ok. I hope I don't pull another stunt like my Chinese papers and let everyone down again.
On the other hand, have been having a pretty amusing time. Played LAN yesterday for the first time in my life =) And as a bonus, it was Battlefield 2 which I played in the not too distant past. Even before that I had been playing the Desert Combat Mod of BF1942 itself, which was quite hard, quite frustrating and the helicopters were nigh uncontrollable.
Everything came back to me when I sat down there that day and was pleasantly surprised to discover that I hadn't lost my helo flying skills, esp when I managed to pick Yi Zhe up from the water by hovering JUST above him =D
Oh and playing as a medic rocks... I should also commend:
Glen for being an excellent helo gunner
Julia for being a great anti-tanker
though of course Pek and Jiayi did well by jumping into the helo whenever called for =D
Yesterday was also my father's birthday. Had a small birthday celebration, what with my sister away and my brother unavailable... It happened also that none of us really knew how to use the new camera, so I had to take pictures for my parents first cos we didnt know how to set the timer.
Then I stumbled across something which I thought was the timer. We set it for 8 (seconds, or so we thought), then I pressed the shutter. And yes it was a timer. I jumped up and ran behind my parents for the photos. And that was when I bumped into the small table behind my parents and the huge pile of phone directories on it began to slide.
And the camera flashed. And again. And again! For we had not set 8 seconds on the timer, but for the camera to take a burst of 8 pictures. So we had 8 pictures of us jumping up trying to save the telephone directories, rushing to the camera to see what was wrong and (me) howling with laughter =Pp
Certainly's been a memorable past three days. Japan's coming!!
We were very blessed to have a good tutor as well who put up with our noise and made things generally interesting.
On one hand, I am VERY scared about my Biochem results. I have no doubt at all one day I will be a doctor but I'm not sure how many years I will take to get there. Everyone I know says I'll be ok. I hope I don't pull another stunt like my Chinese papers and let everyone down again.
On the other hand, have been having a pretty amusing time. Played LAN yesterday for the first time in my life =) And as a bonus, it was Battlefield 2 which I played in the not too distant past. Even before that I had been playing the Desert Combat Mod of BF1942 itself, which was quite hard, quite frustrating and the helicopters were nigh uncontrollable.
Everything came back to me when I sat down there that day and was pleasantly surprised to discover that I hadn't lost my helo flying skills, esp when I managed to pick Yi Zhe up from the water by hovering JUST above him =D
Oh and playing as a medic rocks... I should also commend:
Glen for being an excellent helo gunner
Julia for being a great anti-tanker
though of course Pek and Jiayi did well by jumping into the helo whenever called for =D
Yesterday was also my father's birthday. Had a small birthday celebration, what with my sister away and my brother unavailable... It happened also that none of us really knew how to use the new camera, so I had to take pictures for my parents first cos we didnt know how to set the timer.
Then I stumbled across something which I thought was the timer. We set it for 8 (seconds, or so we thought), then I pressed the shutter. And yes it was a timer. I jumped up and ran behind my parents for the photos. And that was when I bumped into the small table behind my parents and the huge pile of phone directories on it began to slide.
And the camera flashed. And again. And again! For we had not set 8 seconds on the timer, but for the camera to take a burst of 8 pictures. So we had 8 pictures of us jumping up trying to save the telephone directories, rushing to the camera to see what was wrong and (me) howling with laughter =Pp
Certainly's been a memorable past three days. Japan's coming!!
~JcZw~ at 10:12 pm
Saturday, May 10, 2008
MUNUS was pretty eventful and unforgettable. Thanks to Medsoc who've been losing sleep etc over it. Though its not over until tomorrow anyway...
Friday Julia and I went to watch frisbee and netball. It was soooo cool the way the pro frisbee players can manipulate their frisbee... Like "some UFO, you understand" in Daniel Hap's words.
Today was very memorable.
Handball started early in the morning, and against a Malaysian team which was about KE's standard (compared to NUS Medfac which was below heh) I managed to turn in a pretty decent performance. Thought it was going to be easy until a Malaysian player released a scorcher to the corner (shades of Eusoff Hall) which I contacted with my third and fourth fingers. I dunno whether I deflected it (I'd like to think so), but it glanced off the bar and behind the goal to my relief. It was darn scary.
Their right winger was their only threat (kinda like C. R o naldo) cos his fast break was ultra siao. The first time, Li Heng managed to force him into a corner so that I could stop the shot but Cadet Hee didn't manage to take the rebound, so Mr. Right Winger opened his three steps and shot home. They were really good. Before long they were 3-0 up, every single shot from the 6m line. Zzzzz.
But I was very very happy, cos in the next 12 or so minutes, Mr. RW fast broke twice and both times I saved the one-on-one hahahahahah =DD Am very elated with that, timed the run out perfectly if I say so myself =D As well as a diving stop from a 9m throw. And on the other end, Hanjie and Li Heng scored to make it 3-2 at halftime.
In the next half I was not playing and neither was Hanjie cos he'd gone to play badminton. I think the team missed him more than me cos, it was pretty chaotic and we got whacked 12-4 but at least at the end of the day I only conceded 1/4 of the goals. Mr RW scored all but one of the remaining shots I think... But as I said I was very happy cos the shots I let in were all point blank and not stupid 9m shots...
Next was futsal against M3s which went ok until when jumping for a highball, the M3 I was competing with (who to me, was about the size of a small whale) bowled me over like a insect hitting a car at high speed and tapped in the ball BEFORE I COULD EVEN TOUCH IT. Proves the point that I'm too light to be a good soccer keeper. Better handball with your own private 6m zone =D
Then was the most unforgettable moment of the day. A guy named Joel (who turned out to be the Medsoc Sports Secretary OMGoodness) asked me to referee girls' handball. It proved to be very tiring cos both sides were wearing black and really had to run like free (unlike the players I had no substitutions heh). But refereeing foil matches really helped to keep concentration and after a few mistakes at the start then I managed to get into a smooth rhythm.
May I also say that it was ironically appropriate that I was refereeing this match cos I am half-Malaysian myself =D
The Malaysian keeper was surprisingly good even though she was really small (a fact exploited by the tall NUS shooters), but managed to keep the score difference at only 1 or 2 goals apart. This proved to be decisive cos UM equalized in the last 2 minutes -_-"' which I was hoping wouldn't happen cos I was from NUS and cos I was getting really tired.
Refereeing was pretty interesting cos the nature of this game was that it didn't need many halts like in IHG. For one thing, clamping was few and when it occured, was highly ineffective. No one was totally immobilized and most still managed to pass the ball out, so I didn't have to blow for 9 meters..
But anyway when it came down to penalties, it transpired that while one of our NUS girls was shooting (a very good shot it was too, into the corner), her foot crossed the penalty line. I called the foul and asked her to retake the shot which was saved. And ultimately, though it wasn't a crucial call cos we were already trailing, it wasn't a very pleasant one to say the least. Especially when it was made in front of a lot of people (including what seemed like half of the organizers) and a lot of people who knew me at least by name.
Sigh. Seems like a lot of people expected me to turn a blind eye to what seems like a minor infringement, but I guess my OG people know I'm particular about these kinda things huh... Oh well. So much for "serving with pride, honour and integrity"
But on the whole MUNUS was good in that I made quite a number of new friends across the levels, at least by sight. And made a new Malaysian friend as well, though I guess it'll be a long time if ever we see each other.
Hopefully, will have time and energy to go to KL for MUNUS 09 =D
Friday Julia and I went to watch frisbee and netball. It was soooo cool the way the pro frisbee players can manipulate their frisbee... Like "some UFO, you understand" in Daniel Hap's words.
Today was very memorable.
Handball started early in the morning, and against a Malaysian team which was about KE's standard (compared to NUS Medfac which was below heh) I managed to turn in a pretty decent performance. Thought it was going to be easy until a Malaysian player released a scorcher to the corner (shades of Eusoff Hall) which I contacted with my third and fourth fingers. I dunno whether I deflected it (I'd like to think so), but it glanced off the bar and behind the goal to my relief. It was darn scary.
Their right winger was their only threat (kinda like C. R o naldo) cos his fast break was ultra siao. The first time, Li Heng managed to force him into a corner so that I could stop the shot but Cadet Hee didn't manage to take the rebound, so Mr. Right Winger opened his three steps and shot home. They were really good. Before long they were 3-0 up, every single shot from the 6m line. Zzzzz.
But I was very very happy, cos in the next 12 or so minutes, Mr. RW fast broke twice and both times I saved the one-on-one hahahahahah =DD Am very elated with that, timed the run out perfectly if I say so myself =D As well as a diving stop from a 9m throw. And on the other end, Hanjie and Li Heng scored to make it 3-2 at halftime.
In the next half I was not playing and neither was Hanjie cos he'd gone to play badminton. I think the team missed him more than me cos, it was pretty chaotic and we got whacked 12-4 but at least at the end of the day I only conceded 1/4 of the goals. Mr RW scored all but one of the remaining shots I think... But as I said I was very happy cos the shots I let in were all point blank and not stupid 9m shots...
Next was futsal against M3s which went ok until when jumping for a highball, the M3 I was competing with (who to me, was about the size of a small whale) bowled me over like a insect hitting a car at high speed and tapped in the ball BEFORE I COULD EVEN TOUCH IT. Proves the point that I'm too light to be a good soccer keeper. Better handball with your own private 6m zone =D
Then was the most unforgettable moment of the day. A guy named Joel (who turned out to be the Medsoc Sports Secretary OMGoodness) asked me to referee girls' handball. It proved to be very tiring cos both sides were wearing black and really had to run like free (unlike the players I had no substitutions heh). But refereeing foil matches really helped to keep concentration and after a few mistakes at the start then I managed to get into a smooth rhythm.
May I also say that it was ironically appropriate that I was refereeing this match cos I am half-Malaysian myself =D
The Malaysian keeper was surprisingly good even though she was really small (a fact exploited by the tall NUS shooters), but managed to keep the score difference at only 1 or 2 goals apart. This proved to be decisive cos UM equalized in the last 2 minutes -_-"' which I was hoping wouldn't happen cos I was from NUS and cos I was getting really tired.
Refereeing was pretty interesting cos the nature of this game was that it didn't need many halts like in IHG. For one thing, clamping was few and when it occured, was highly ineffective. No one was totally immobilized and most still managed to pass the ball out, so I didn't have to blow for 9 meters..
But anyway when it came down to penalties, it transpired that while one of our NUS girls was shooting (a very good shot it was too, into the corner), her foot crossed the penalty line. I called the foul and asked her to retake the shot which was saved. And ultimately, though it wasn't a crucial call cos we were already trailing, it wasn't a very pleasant one to say the least. Especially when it was made in front of a lot of people (including what seemed like half of the organizers) and a lot of people who knew me at least by name.
Sigh. Seems like a lot of people expected me to turn a blind eye to what seems like a minor infringement, but I guess my OG people know I'm particular about these kinda things huh... Oh well. So much for "serving with pride, honour and integrity"
But on the whole MUNUS was good in that I made quite a number of new friends across the levels, at least by sight. And made a new Malaysian friend as well, though I guess it'll be a long time if ever we see each other.
Hopefully, will have time and energy to go to KL for MUNUS 09 =D
~JcZw~ at 10:02 pm
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
One Simple Picture: YET another SJ-related post
In the post-exam breeze, I was looking through Facebook when I came across this picture in one of my friend's albums.
The only picture of my whole squad as NCOs, definitely the only one taken after we were promoted to corporal. Long long ago in an era when the NCO's chevron was still attached to the right sleeve via studs rather than on the shoulderboards as it is today. The copy shrunk down to fit Facebook standards was of pretty poor quality, but I still remember the day this picture was taken.
It was on the very day we had our final promotion. And can anyone doubt the sense of achievement that everyone showed. We had been anticipating getting massacred by our seniors for the whole week ever since they told us to "leave us two hours to carry out an activity". And even though there was communication breakdown and quite a bit of disruption in the chain of command during the whole tekan session, in the end everything managed to fall into place.
The picture just brought back a whole rush of emotions deriving from those last few months in AHSJAB. Joy, accomplishment, relief, sadness.
So much for the emotions. Yet there was still the most important thing of all.
This is nothing to do with being an NCO, running out the NCO life, accomplishments or anything. It was just a feeling of being honoured.
Honoured to be part of the elite AHS division, the CCA with the best discipline, the best drill, the greatest esprit de corps. Only last year after coming into uni and having occasion to read "Band of Brothers" by Stephen Ambrose then I found what I wanted to say. It was like, we (me and Wei Lun at least), loved to complain about our SJ lives, but it was a proud kind of complaining. It was more like "We routinely go through hell and we're so good at taking hell that we can be casual about it AND find common ground with each other" more than anything. And what a common ground that was.
Honoured to be part of my squad. For me, as an individual, it was my squad as a member, as well as my squad as their Squad IC, for that was what was encompassed in my duties. Squad 4 '04 was really a melting pot of sorts. There were those whom you could rely on, those whom you wouldn't trust, those loud and enthusiastic, and those so quiet you would never believe they were part of a uniform group until you saw them lift the heavy PT logs or, in Squad 4, blow their top at an unfortunate cadet. You can't tell who in the picture matches which description can you =)
This picture shows the people who sustained me as a cadet. Just take the following as examples:
A. A little guy who prevented me from walking into a home nursing room in SJ HQ with hmmm a part of my clothing not adequately fastened.
B. Another whom I nearly strangled while trying to help him put on his bag at St. John HQ.
C. A third who marched with me in the National Day parade despite having a fever.
D. Yet another who patiently called me to give me messages every week for 3 years (Until the 4th and I called everyone)
The list goes on. These were the people who sneaked words of encouragement to you while you were in pumping position, blood rushing to your head, or shaking in ranger position, every sacral nerve seemingly compressed beyond repair. They are the ones who laughed and cried with you during squad discussions. The ones whose hands bled and blistered on the parade square and on the rubber grips of the stretcher with yours. They were the ones whom you watched from the windows of SJ HQ, when they had gone for competition and you couldn't, but you willed them on and you knew they could do it.
These also were the people who tied scalp bandages on your head so tightly you couldn't think, then realised they had done a dead knot instead of a reef knot.
As an NCO, I acknowledge the times which I felt like causing grevious harm to different squadmates were in fact, not infrequent, as NCO life turned out to be more convoluted than expected, but at the end of the day, I realised that the opportunity to use this group of people who knew each other intricately well was a rare opportunity and a responsibility not taken lightly. I leave my performance for others to vet. I know my squadron did the best they could do.
Heh one photo throws up so many emotions, but it was nice to relieve those memories for a short while.
In the post-exam breeze, I was looking through Facebook when I came across this picture in one of my friend's albums.
The only picture of my whole squad as NCOs, definitely the only one taken after we were promoted to corporal. Long long ago in an era when the NCO's chevron was still attached to the right sleeve via studs rather than on the shoulderboards as it is today. The copy shrunk down to fit Facebook standards was of pretty poor quality, but I still remember the day this picture was taken.
It was on the very day we had our final promotion. And can anyone doubt the sense of achievement that everyone showed. We had been anticipating getting massacred by our seniors for the whole week ever since they told us to "leave us two hours to carry out an activity". And even though there was communication breakdown and quite a bit of disruption in the chain of command during the whole tekan session, in the end everything managed to fall into place.
The picture just brought back a whole rush of emotions deriving from those last few months in AHSJAB. Joy, accomplishment, relief, sadness.
So much for the emotions. Yet there was still the most important thing of all.
This is nothing to do with being an NCO, running out the NCO life, accomplishments or anything. It was just a feeling of being honoured.
Honoured to be part of the elite AHS division, the CCA with the best discipline, the best drill, the greatest esprit de corps. Only last year after coming into uni and having occasion to read "Band of Brothers" by Stephen Ambrose then I found what I wanted to say. It was like, we (me and Wei Lun at least), loved to complain about our SJ lives, but it was a proud kind of complaining. It was more like "We routinely go through hell and we're so good at taking hell that we can be casual about it AND find common ground with each other" more than anything. And what a common ground that was.
Honoured to be part of my squad. For me, as an individual, it was my squad as a member, as well as my squad as their Squad IC, for that was what was encompassed in my duties. Squad 4 '04 was really a melting pot of sorts. There were those whom you could rely on, those whom you wouldn't trust, those loud and enthusiastic, and those so quiet you would never believe they were part of a uniform group until you saw them lift the heavy PT logs or, in Squad 4, blow their top at an unfortunate cadet. You can't tell who in the picture matches which description can you =)
This picture shows the people who sustained me as a cadet. Just take the following as examples:
A. A little guy who prevented me from walking into a home nursing room in SJ HQ with hmmm a part of my clothing not adequately fastened.
B. Another whom I nearly strangled while trying to help him put on his bag at St. John HQ.
C. A third who marched with me in the National Day parade despite having a fever.
D. Yet another who patiently called me to give me messages every week for 3 years (Until the 4th and I called everyone)
The list goes on. These were the people who sneaked words of encouragement to you while you were in pumping position, blood rushing to your head, or shaking in ranger position, every sacral nerve seemingly compressed beyond repair. They are the ones who laughed and cried with you during squad discussions. The ones whose hands bled and blistered on the parade square and on the rubber grips of the stretcher with yours. They were the ones whom you watched from the windows of SJ HQ, when they had gone for competition and you couldn't, but you willed them on and you knew they could do it.
These also were the people who tied scalp bandages on your head so tightly you couldn't think, then realised they had done a dead knot instead of a reef knot.
As an NCO, I acknowledge the times which I felt like causing grevious harm to different squadmates were in fact, not infrequent, as NCO life turned out to be more convoluted than expected, but at the end of the day, I realised that the opportunity to use this group of people who knew each other intricately well was a rare opportunity and a responsibility not taken lightly. I leave my performance for others to vet. I know my squadron did the best they could do.
Heh one photo throws up so many emotions, but it was nice to relieve those memories for a short while.
~JcZw~ at 1:13 am
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Signed up for MUNUS handball. Wonder how it'll be like. If the referees are of the standard of the intra-fac Med standard, life won't be worth living =/ in any case, seeing the standard of handball in Medfac, I don't give much for our chances of lasting against the MU component of MUNUS. Still, if they are of EH standard I should still be able to do some good.
Remembering that my last few games in KE weren't too good and that I was all stiff and inflexible from the exams, I broke out my tennis balls and went to practise in the garden using a ball and a wall. Went pretty well. Moved and dove until I was dizzy then rested. Moved and dove until I kicked my forearm while lunging for the ball. Decided to call it a day.
Behold the risorius, depressor anguli oris and the rest of it heh. The physical manifestation of sympathetic stimulation
Life has been nice and quiet, besides occasionally rushing out to do Japan stuff (or like two days ago, having a fun time with my OG eating free ice cream aside from other things). Playing KOTOR 2 as a Jedi Consular is so much easier at the latter stages of the game compared to the other classes. One Force Wave or Force Lightning and everything goes down =/ no challenge. Haha I know my friends from SMU and NTU are similarly winding down from their academic year, leaving those in NUS feeling singularly disgusted.
Am warming up my driving muscles again. Yesterday's one was horrible and my instructor was highly unamused. I'm as good a driver as Kokpun is a pedestrian crossing Geylang Road. Got shot down for looking down to glance at my odometer while trying to reach half clutch, cos it was raining and I couldn't hear my engine revving. What a nut I am.
While talking to Ruth though, I discovered that I've unconsciously mixed up the nerve to the medial pterygoid and the nerve to the mylohyoid. My study group from the KE study room would be soo disgusted.
Some things have been happening these few days which are best left unsaid too.
Remembering that my last few games in KE weren't too good and that I was all stiff and inflexible from the exams, I broke out my tennis balls and went to practise in the garden using a ball and a wall. Went pretty well. Moved and dove until I was dizzy then rested. Moved and dove until I kicked my forearm while lunging for the ball. Decided to call it a day.
Behold the risorius, depressor anguli oris and the rest of it heh. The physical manifestation of sympathetic stimulation
Life has been nice and quiet, besides occasionally rushing out to do Japan stuff (or like two days ago, having a fun time with my OG eating free ice cream aside from other things). Playing KOTOR 2 as a Jedi Consular is so much easier at the latter stages of the game compared to the other classes. One Force Wave or Force Lightning and everything goes down =/ no challenge. Haha I know my friends from SMU and NTU are similarly winding down from their academic year, leaving those in NUS feeling singularly disgusted.
Am warming up my driving muscles again. Yesterday's one was horrible and my instructor was highly unamused. I'm as good a driver as Kokpun is a pedestrian crossing Geylang Road. Got shot down for looking down to glance at my odometer while trying to reach half clutch, cos it was raining and I couldn't hear my engine revving. What a nut I am.
While talking to Ruth though, I discovered that I've unconsciously mixed up the nerve to the medial pterygoid and the nerve to the mylohyoid. My study group from the KE study room would be soo disgusted.
Some things have been happening these few days which are best left unsaid too.
~JcZw~ at 3:46 pm