The Lecture Boys

all play and no work makes ming a guilty boy

2011-03-11T06:22:00.003+08:00

so I'm trying to pick up golf properly this time.
and be really good at table tennis.
and finish that MV.
and lose some weight.

let's not forget, I still need to pass my damn exams.

The only thing I am good at is procrastinating.

The Year of the Tiger

2010-02-19T08:43:00.000+08:00

Happy CNY fools

now that i've finally graduated..

2010-01-18T20:14:00.002+08:00

..life is no different.
first day of work i did less work than i did as a med student.
either i was fucking hardworking as a student or my job is fucking awesome.
sleeping on dr beh's floor at the moment with san making me dinner every night. win.

a friend of mine met han nien and picked up almost instantly that he had a dysfunction of the endocrine type.
anyway 42 degrees hot. cbf writing more. ciao my little ponies.

Silly entertainment

2010-01-14T12:35:00.001+08:00

This bunch of guys are actually quite entertaining lol.

In other news, it is job application time. Not doing very well at the moment. Deportation is a horrible thing to happen to anyone.

2010 approaches

2009-12-26T16:33:00.003+08:00

so i thought i'd start a countdown of the most significant events of the past year within the (somehow still surviving) LB lives!
seeing how we're all over the place, i don't really know what's going on, so if i can't think of anything that actually happened, i'll just make something up. and seeing how the only person's life in which i really know what's going on is my own, that's the only countdown that is totally true in terms of significance.

goodness knows if i'll update this everyday till new years, but hey, i tried.

at number 6!
sharing the 6th spot -

sk - met a celebrity while flying
cm - saw coldplay/jay-z live in concert
tim - didn't crash a car
hn - under a thumb
wj - bought a fridge

till tomorrow!

dum dum dummmmm

HELLO I AM ANOTHER SPACE FILLER

2009-12-14T07:34:00.001+08:00

Ray's eyebrows have more emotion than Lloyd Daniels.

The effeminate man

2009-12-05T21:09:00.004+08:00

The world is becoming confused. The last decade has seen the revolution of the transgender. Men loving men loving women loving women who are men who were women. The fundamentals of species, sex, now becoming a mishmash of contemporary made-up abstracts of the bohemian lifestyle. There are no more lines dividing the XX from the XY. No more unwritten social rules on how should a particular gender perform. Ironically, there are now legislated laws that tell us how we should all have no rules nor restrictions when it comes to exploring what was once sacred. Sexuality.

Speaking of which, if you were a woman(or man), who would you date and why?

1. Vampire

2. Socialite

3. Singer Dancer Basketball Player

Dear carrie.

2009-12-04T15:29:00.001+08:00

I offer my sincerest apologies to you. =(

My foot fell sick

2009-11-30T17:03:00.004+08:00

Hello happy healthy earthlings!

So I fractured my 5th metatarsal about a month ago and now I listen to disco and imagine I could dance boogie to Earth, Wind and Fire with my legg-o-wrap. Like they say, "once broken, considered sold." I guess what is broken in me, I have to learn to live with it. I know below are things I should have known since the day I could see and walk, but we tend to be superheroes sometimes, sooooo... here is what I learned from my fall!

1. Always look ahead where you are stepping on.. ESPECIALLY if you know there's a stairs/slope coming.
2. On the staircase, if any point of time your loose footwear decides to make for a run, do NOT ever ever EVER try to catch it. It is obviously gonna land soon and it will not break. I attempted to catch my flimsy slipper which in the end i had not and i broke a bone.
3. And... if you do break something already, might as well live to it with style...

Presenting yours truly, the model. Photographer: Mr X-ray machine. Art director: Ms Radiographer.

Greetings from Brisbane, Australia!

2009-11-27T10:11:00.004+08:00

Cmingo has kindly invited me to blog here, so HELLO!

Some of you might not know of my existence, so allow me to introduce myself. I'm Nadia, also known as Cmingo's friends-stealer, and Kah Heng and Eugene's housemate here in Brissy.

So here I am enjoying my summer holidays, while Kah Heng and Eugene are studying like crazy for their finals. C'est la vie d'etudiant médical!

Anyway, this post serves as an introduction because I haven't got any interesting blog material just yet.

Bye!

SPACE FILLER

2009-11-20T18:06:00.002+08:00

HELLO I AM A RANDOM VIDEO THAT FILLS SPACE.

SUPER PET PEEVE

2009-11-05T12:35:00.004+08:00

I think the blogosphere or whatever the young kids are calling it nowadays need to get together and start writing the ten commandments of blogging.

I don't care what the other 9 would be, but number one must be:

1. Thou shalt not write blogs if you cannot have grammar and spelling right.

Small mistakes are acceptable. Colloquialism is after all part of the charm of being a convoy of any language; your accent, your style, your flavour if you will. In that sense, GOOD manglish is acceptable, in fact here at lectureboys we use it everyday and we are proud of it.

But when a blatant piece of broken grammar or spelling stares at you in the face and pokes you in the eye with the hot burning rod of toe-cringing, enough is enough.

You know what the worst thing is? These people, instead of bothering to do a simple spell check for their previous monstrosity, write ANOTHER blog to JUSTIFY why they should have poor English and why you should leave them alone.

Things like:

"Oh these is my personel blog, my english is poor but I don't care because you don't have to read if you don't like bla bla bla"

"My english is not good but I dont care because whats more important is me as a person."

"Oh hello i am an ugly girl and i need to camwhore and go to sungai wang"

You don't have to master the language to be a blogger. That will be extremely boring. But if you are going to be dyslexic when telling us your daily adventures, then my advice would be 1. just post pictures 2. seek help

Why am I venting?
it's that time of the year I suppose.

wow

2009-10-26T23:48:00.008+08:00

so many posts. surprisedness is me.
some odd force (boredom) somehow compelled my hand to type in these letters and surf on over to what i thought was a long abandoned piece of cyberspace real estate. credit crunch? pffft
the mortgage market is recovering.

anyway, in a moment of inspiration i had wanted to blog out a thoughtful tear-jerking post about marriage and love and all that sorta jazz. but then i decided that irreverance and toilet humour are so much more entertaining. so much more me anyway. hence the posting on lb.blogspot as opposed to ofg.blogspot waka waka. plus i'm sucker for trends.

introducing -

Love Ahnyo
Korea's latest pop sensation boyband, with it's first hit single - "love is a kimchi"

love is a kimchi
whether it's sweet or spicy
you still gonna eat-y
love is a kimchi

love is a kimchi
whether preserved or fermented
it's still gon'be masticated
love is a kimchi

ooooo wa oo wa oo oooooo

potatoes (tatoes)
cabbage (cabbage)
anchovies (chovies)
peanuts (nuts nuts)

in every shape and sizes
no matter what the price is
love is a....
keeee-eeem chiiiiiiiiii

keeee-emm chiiii
kee-emm chiii
kee-em chi...
(fade)

for those who don't know, boon and sarah tied the proverbial knot yesterday, the 25th of october, 2009. photos on various fb pages, notably adrian's, zk's and linda (last name unpronouncable)'s so far. check it out. boon's got the biggest smile ever. it was so big they had to cut out some cheek to fit the rest of it. i had the food gortune to fly down to brissie to watch boon commit to a life of slavery and occasional sexual gratification. actually i was just looking for an excuse to visit oz and try the wines. and see tim. see, i thought tim would be there. although kk is nearer to perth than brisbane. oh and have some bacon. did you know that bacon in kk is 12 bucks/100g??? that's 10 times the price of bacon in canada, even after conversion.

ridonculous.

vinery wedding > church wedding anyday yo. i mean, there's still wine in church, but it's not really the same you know?

and beach weddings are just sandy and messy. not to mention salty. and fishy *snigger*

coldplay and jayz live in concert? i hope you fail frcopth.
oh and thanks tim for the birthday wishes. i only just saw them, now what about that huh the wish was on time but the recognition belated. the world is a funny place.

so..

2009-10-24T10:47:00.001+08:00

so who's going to be in kl from the 10th-14th nov? lemme know!

rarrrrr in geraldton.

2009-10-10T10:41:00.002+08:00

i've been in geraldton almost 2 weeks now. isolation is really getting to me. thank god i was posted here with the other guy and we get along generally well otherwise i'd have gone nuts by now. i shoulda driven here - the idea of walking 30 mins + to get to the beach isn't as appealing to me.

geraldton is huge. i think the best gauge of a town's size is the presence of maccas, KFC. there's even a regional art gallery so short of being 5-6 hrs away from perth, there's nothing different here from a suburb in perth.

somehow uni decided that rural GP = aboriginal health so dan and i have been posted full time to the geraldton regional aboriginal medical service. i'm glad because the monotony of doing gp in a small town for 4 weeks is akin to getting a kidney stone. at least 2 weeks into the term and a million patients later i haven't been asked to look at hypertension or have to pretend to be remotely interested in someone's mole. instead i get to do STI and BBV screens at the prison, take random plasma glucose 20x a day and even work with a psychiatrist. ownez bonez. at the end of the day i still have to walk 30 mins to the clinic when dan isn't driving there and sometimes u just cbf - another caveat when you choose to go somewhere without researching anything.

i'll be going out bush in a week's time to remote communities and i'm actually excited to be out of here. at least no more gp-ness once i go since we're leaving after the weekend. the downside is i have done nothing to prepare for exams and i know i will get a shit mark when i do my case discussions.

trying to decide what to do after exams before convo - was hoping to go to kl at some point but doesn't sound like anyone else is back. christmas in melb woooo cos my sistah she's a-graduating! huzzarhs.

herro.

2009-10-05T07:37:00.001+08:00

i hate rural.

fucking noob.

2009-09-29T13:26:00.003+08:00

I FORGOT MY CAMERA!

in my hurry to get out of the house this morning i must've left it in my room. fuckedyfuck.

so like i'm in geraldton, which is i'm assuming 5+ hrs drive from perth. some say 4 hrs but i don't believe them. anyway i flew so that was just 1 hr and 20 mins or sth like that. focker 50 ftw.

my sinuses have not aged well. as i get older every time i fly i feel like my head is about to explode. it wasn't like i was sick or congested or anything just BOOM instant headache.

anyway, i was wearing my leaver's jumper which i kinda abhor cos it goes against every single design law there is. it just doesn't look right. but a 5th year rural clin sch student recognized it and gave me a lift n offered to have us over for dinner/lunch/weekend hijinks. serendipitious i say!

my room is like a prison cell. small, bare, communal toilet next door. at least i can potentially study here. if only i hadn't brought 10293819203812 movies/series courtesy of my girlfriend who does nothing but empower my laziness.

cheers boys n girls. hi carrie.

timbo

your momma's so fat

2009-09-28T05:33:00.001+08:00

that whenever she wears high heels
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SHE STRIKES OIL!

still a student blog for some (maybe just tim and i) of us

2009-09-24T19:31:00.004+08:00

Nice, this blog is semi resurrected, well done us.

6 weeks till I'm officially not a student. Exciting times! Hi Tim.

Since 'tis the reason for rumination, I shall ruminate too. Lavinia, I talk to all the time, either on sms or through telepathy. Kathleen, who is usually busy whizzing around saving Singaporeans, is currently on holiday. Ching Ling, on the other hand, there is a possibility of her having falling off Planet Earth as it merrily revolves.

Am loving Paediatrics at the moment, in my second last week. Always enjoyed it but I think this might be what I wanna do with my life. Not that anyone here is interested with what I do with my life but hey, I'll tell you anyway!

the student blog.

2009-09-24T19:13:00.004+08:00

since chia ming has so graciously provided us with some of his ruminatory fodder i have felt the compulsion to stretch them fingers and use some of the keys that i have not touched (that are not keybound in WoW or DOTA). in any case, i must concede that there has been a progressive decline to my grasp of engrish and where better to practice than on a blog that no one reads. i died a little inside when chia ming said he doesn't actually listen to me.

i am 7 weeks from final exams. it has been a long, stupid trip to get here. hi carrie. together we shall try not to fail. at the moment, i am sitting in front of my com writing up my goddamn stupid psych case history for discussion tomorrow which will probably degenerate into me begging not to fail again (fuck anaesthetics).

the point which i am trying to arrive at is that i kinda enjoy psych, surprisingly enough. in 4th year (a lifetime ago) you think that omg the only thing i will ever like about psych is the fact that you can pass just showing up 2 hrs a week for pbl. i love how you go to work every day and know, at the back of your mind, that no matter how bad your life is, it will never be as fucked up as these people. other days you just sit in the interview and go fuck it, and go for a smoke. a patient said "thank you dad" to us the other day. guess we must be doing something right. classic.

in case you orang forgot, it is wong wei jin, m.d.'s 26th birthday today. many happy returns, you one-legged chinaman living it loud in the quietest state this side of borneo.

next week going to geraldton for some rural-y goodness.

so where are we now?

2009-09-22T05:07:00.005+08:00

Just the other day, I was sitting around idling with my thoughts, whilst having the occasional absent seizure or two, and I came to think about Timothy Law.

So, I tried to trace my thoughts back to my last encounter with Tim and unfortunately I hit a brick wall. I can't seem to remember! In fact, only with difficulty did I vaguely remember his face. His voice I seem to recall, that low droning mumble that no one can really hear except himself. At certain times, it became easier just to pass the occasional nod or so in his direction when he attempts conversation so as not to appear really deaf by our variants of "Wha..?", "Say again...", "What was that?", "Pardon?", "Sorry,. repeat that..". I'm sure he had a good point or two to make, but he was probably a bit apprehensive about sharing it with more than one person at a time.

This naturally led me to ponder about Han Nien but it is difficult enough being under a thumb all the time so I shall skip him. Good thing this will never get back to him.

Seng Keat I do remember because I see him at least twice a year. Now that's a healthy amount of catching up seeing how I work in the UK and he flies all around Asia but if you think about the amount of times I go back home in a year and couple that with the obscene amount of free time that he has, it comes up to just about right. He's doing quite well if you wanted to know. Financially, spiritually, and paternally. Congrats btw.

As far as I know, Wei Jin is still in Kota Kinabalu ploughing his ways through the paddy fields of house-officership. He is quite the bitter chap so for good measure, let me again upload this picture of Jayz and Coldplay live in concert.

Ok, more musings to come up soon.

Let your nads hang low.

2009-08-25T19:23:00.000+08:00

Chia Ming, let me show you how brilliant your friend is.

VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:13 PM):

you might want to modify your msn tagline seriously

like really really do it right now

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:13 PM):

what why

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:14 PM):

you know what nads are right

lololol

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:15 PM):

HA?

nads is my nickname lah

that's all i know. got others meh

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:15 PM):

hahahhahhaa

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:15 PM):

what's nads?

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:15 PM):

lol

er ask someone?

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:16 PM):

asking you lah dumbo

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:16 PM):

ask someone at the library

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:16 PM):

oh it means balls issit

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:16 PM):

hahaha

you googled it or what

who's been calling you nads

go slap them seriously

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:17 PM):

close friends lahhh

short for nadia

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:17 PM):

my god

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:17 PM):

only you mengader ok

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:17 PM):

they're not your close friends if they've been calling you testicles

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:17 PM):

think that ti's something else and you say i'm dirrty minded

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:18 PM):

i thought i was doing you a favour by telling you that you are calling yourself testicles in your msn and asking you to change it

if you want i can keep quiet about stuff like that next time

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:21 PM):

LOL ok i change

omg just realized, it's nads and then "still hangin"

hahahaha

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:22 PM):

and still wanna scold me summore

i must immortalize this as well.

your collection is growing by the day

Aidan * BoIng revo em pilf, nwod edispu m'I +61430792772 says (3:23 PM):

.....

idiot

- VoiD - she's too hot. My eyes will catch on fire says (3:33 PM):

this from the girl who got annoyed cos i kindly told her she was calling herself testicles...

then subsequently changed her name from nads to NUT...

which STILL MEANS TESTICLE

ok time to blog.

2009-02-27T11:35:00.003+08:00

ohai. i'm back.

it has been 2 weeks since i came back from papua new guinea. i am loving civilization. keep meaning to start writing but how do you condense 5 weeks of kampungness into 200 words. i have a 1.5k word report to hand in by the end of march. i guess blogspot is as good a place as any to begin.

so on the 5th of jan i fly off at around 11.55 pm for my adventure to the country that is papua and new guinea. flying to brisbane takes like 1093810923 hours and i stop over for a while then fly to port moresby which is around 3 hours then an hour to alotau. if i didn't hate flying before, i hate it now. maybe being in perth is a blessing in disguise after all - i.e. my flight home is half of what carrie has to go through. less chance of being blown up, crashed, drowned, eaten by sharks, kangaroos, cannibals.

so i thought it'd be more fun to go there knowing nothing about papua new guinea. other than stories about people who eat other people and get kuru i knew nothing. only reason i even had anti-malarial prophylaxis was because i thought i wanted to experience the fun of taking mefloquine. it does nothing other than burn your stomach for about half an hour. no vivid technicolor psychedelics happened, no sir. the stories people recount about how dangerous port moresby is are all true. the walk from international to domestic was scary as hell. the outside of the airport is packed with people, all of whom are obviously not flying anywhere and just eyeing you like you're a piece of meat. there are armed guards who check your tickets/passports before they let you into the terminals and there is even a counter for you to check in your firearms.

anyway i was headed to alotau (the safe part of PNG) so they say. it is an hour's flight out to milne bay (pronounced "milen"). i met a couple of expats who've been there for a while and they say that yes, it's dangerous but you could be robbed in australia as well. fuck off. that's like saying yes, you can get hit by a car running across a busy freeway blindfolded with your pants pulled down to your ankles but you could also get hit by a car in your garage so no, it's not AS SAFE AS ANYWHERE ELSE. there is some sort of perverse pride that the PNG-ers take in knowing their city was voted the worst city in the world and one of the top places to go if you want to get raped or killed. had i done any sort of research and known about all this, i'd rather have gone to afghanistan. reading the papers there is always fun - murder, rape, corruption, and sports.

ok nevermind about crime. i learnt the meaning of endemic after going to PNG. if they say malaria is endemic to PNG it doesn't mean yes, every other year you see a few cases of malaria. no. EVERY FUCKING PERSON HAS FUCKING MALARIA. yup. if you call in sick in PNG you don't say you have the flu. you have malaria. so only serious cases are ever hospitalised. serious being cerebral malaria. other than that, there's TB coming out of their ears, and a growing HIV/AIDS problem.

i'm bored. more to come when i feel like it. sick as a dog yesterday. might have malaria. if i do, just shoot me.

Can you believe this?

2009-01-11T13:16:00.003+08:00

Here's a man reasoning that the bumiputra population deserve their special rights because they have oh-so-generously bestowed upon the non-malays the WONDERFUL GIFT OF CITIZENSHIP.

I hope he is not representing the general view of the malay population because it would be a slap to the face knowing that for all these years the only reason why there exists biased socio-economical policies that favour the malays are simply due to the fact that they "were there first".

I am surprised this clip has not caused public outrage.

--start analogy

Can you imagine: I rent a house that has 3 rooms. I sub-rent it out to 2 people who I do not know. They cause no problems, they pay their rent on time and after 5 months of living with them they have brought positive changes to the house. They took effort to re-paint the living room, to vacuum the carpets, to throw out the garbage, to clean the oven. They even re-furnished the house on their spare time so it becomes a beautiful place to live in.

I however implemented the rule that: 1) if they are sitting on the sofa at a particular spot, I get to ask them to move 2) if they are eating a deliciously cooked piece of steak, I get to stop them halfway and demand that I have it 3) if we all share to buy a new TV, I am allowed to demand that it be placed in my room 4) if they are in the middle of the toilet and I want to brush my teeth, I have every right to ask them to leave the toilet now.

And how dare they complain that these rules are unfair? I am the bumiputra of the house and I have given you citizenship so I deserve special rights. SERIOUSLY, how can you argue with my wonderful justification for imposing such amazingly and humanly inequal laws?

--end analogy

Why is this man the leader of a university's student body? People like them are the future leaders of the nation and what would it mean for everyone else if one day he has a role in the legislation of our country's laws?

"We granted them citizenship so we are allowed special rights" - is the dumbest thing I have heard in my life.

Racism is part of human life. No where in this world is racism not evident in homes, communities, and societies. It is the very core of human instinct to be wary of a foreign looking entity. My view is, we are biologically engineered to be racist. But a millenia and more of cultural awakening has taught us that we can be better than animals because we are capable of idea and emotion. And unless we favour the lives of cavemen, then we must keep racism regressed.

Malaysia is the only country that officiates racism and puts it in the framework of her policies. It is in our homes, our schools, our tertiary centres, our economical avenues - and they mask it all behind "developing our impoverished rural population".

I remember the history of Malaysia when it was taught in school: once there was a point in time that the Chinese and Indian immigrants were negotiating a deal with the Malay people to live in the country and the consensus was citizenship but they get special rights. As a child I remember thinking, wow what a good deal because trust me, history lessons were sugared so that they made the Malay leaders of old such generous and kind people to look out for the poor Chinese and Indian immigrants that REALLY WANTED to live in Malaysia SO BADLY.

(Maybe the problem was an acute large bulk of immigrants. If our ancestors entered the country slowly, then the bumiputras would not have panicked so. hah.)

TO be fair, everybody wants to look out for themselves. But it has been 4-5 generations since and these were generations that witnessed people like Martin Luther King, Gandhi, events like the abolishment of apartheid, the segregration of black v white in America and so on. If anything, we should have learned from the world's mistakes and build upon them to be better people.

But the government wants to remain backward - for selfish purposes that need not be explained by me to you. And for that we will destroy ourselves one day unless we make a few changes around here.

The first one should be to do something about that man in the video.

First post of 2009

2009-01-09T22:21:00.008+08:00

Raymond and Alex, you guys are on your way to world domination!

Happy new year, everyone. May this year be the best year so far!

Charlene is rude

2008-11-27T05:06:00.001+08:00

That was uncalled for.. sniff sniff

dancing arrhythmias

2008-11-26T23:14:00.002+08:00

PVC --> VT --> Flutter --> Fibrillation --> Defibrillation ROFLMAO!!

Introducing Spicysam

2008-09-24T07:11:00.003+08:00

Due to the recent inactivities of this blog, we have invited a new member of the lecture-loving community to join us and hopefully inject some spice into this otherwise bland tasting place.

People know him as a playa, that's not entirely true however because a playa plays everywhere. Our friend here has a selective demographic to dabble in: Chinese girls aged 19-25.

Some men are cheap but this one here takes the cake for his toilet bowl water drinking habits which is now eternally an IMU urban legend. Perhaps the story is best told from his perspective.

Introducing. Spicysam.

Why do we grow old?

2008-09-12T09:47:00.005+08:00

We grow old, we bald, we get boring, we lose our libido(weijin), we develop arthritis in our knees, we get fat, we get wrinkly, we become shadows of our former youth.

Why do we grow old?

it's time

2008-07-27T22:19:00.005+08:00

for me to clear my "documents" folder of all the nonsense screenshots and pictures i have accumulated for the past few months. most of them i find really funny at that time and tell myself that i want to remember the humour. others are just plain wrong and i keep them, wondering if i should publisize them cause i might get someone/something/lots of people in trouble.

anyway.

enjoy.

i think suann needs professional help. or a friend.

what's freaky is that this isn't the first time this has happened. there was a yellow beach towel once...

in relation to the above,

i know there's a way to highlight the text just like certain students and their lecturenotes (which, in a short segway, i always wonder what the point is of highlighting literally the entire text - might as well dip the thing in ink. honestly. does having your whole book neon green make it easier to read? does it shock your brain into remembering facts or something? what? what? i don't get it. besides, the resale value of a book diminishes if it's been written on...) but i don't know it. the fact is, half of my msn contacts were refering to the big day in may. not my graduation, the even bigger day - man utd and champions league glory!

tsk tsk sarah. who woulda thunk it?

LOL

2008-07-15T19:28:00.001+08:00

the counter keeps on ticking

2008-06-26T16:17:00.003+08:00

and we welcome the latest to the ever-growing, ever-burgeoning list of m103 grads.

hello Dr Yeo.

Look out world.

grats on being LB #1 to become Dr LB Yeo. A re-shuffling of LB order is in order.
I suppose I could say please wake up on time for rounds, please don't have to pangsai before operating, please don't skive, please don't be late, please stop procrastinating, please don't dota till 5am anymore but I won't. Cause I'm trying to be nice and everyone deserves the benefit of doubt when starting a new phase in life. Plus I sound like an uncle when I say those things.

Which I am, of course. Biologically. But the point remains.

Go forth, and medicate!

Blogs are like

2008-06-20T12:42:00.000+08:00

water.

When it stays stagnant, it begins to STINK.

lectureboys don't just attend lectures

2008-05-19T11:27:00.002+08:00

we also genuinely support the growing international awareness of global warming, eradication of poverty, and racial harmony.

here's a cute little MtV made by a group of Malaysian artistes, singing for the presence of unity in our beloved country.

hello my muffincakes.

2008-05-15T14:45:00.002+08:00

i just realised that there hasn't been a post congratulating dr wong wei jin finishing his studies ahead of every other lecture boy. so props to wong wei jin, md.

so just as a tribute to our dear dr wong, i've compiled a montage of screenies. well not a montage, more like 2 screenshots. enjoy.

sorry carrie.

sorry to all the women out there.

i've forgotten how to put borders around the pics so bear with me.

Finally!

2008-05-06T00:55:00.002+08:00

Somebody please call me Mr. Second Officer Tan!

Which means...I AM FINALLY AN OFFICIAL CO-PILOT FOR MAS BOEING 737-400!

WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Untrue

2008-04-29T06:03:00.003+08:00

"timo: the thing with cm indiscriminately posting this everywhere is that the only photo of him in the same garb is held by lena."

intriguing

2008-04-19T01:31:00.004+08:00

I cannot believe how Tim can relate that gay umbrella MV to me. Surely this is a reminder that we must refresh everyone's memory with this picture.

exam break 5

2008-04-18T01:23:00.008+08:00

After a promising start, tim's resolution to post more, er, posts has fallen as flat as, er, a very flat object. Like a flat screen tv. Now that's flat. I mean have you seen how flat a flat screen tv is? It's so flat you could eat off it. Cause eating on a slanting surface is tricky. You don't want to be chasing food around. I shoulda known anyway. His first few posts filled and brightened up my day, but like any of my relationships, it started off seemingly good but was never destined to be a lasting fulfilling thing. Filling me with cautious hope and trepidation - could this be it? - and then dashing my fragile emotions on the cruel rawks of reality. Yes I spelled rawks with an A and a W. Why?

Because I can.

And because I miss A&W waffles and root beer.

erh yeah.

I guess I'd better admit it - I'm studying for USMLE - again. And the exam pwned my face - AGAIN. I was planning to keep it on the down low, scheduled to sit for it in May, then proudly announce my wonderful results while yelling IN YER FACE SUCKAARRRRRRRHHHHZZZ in June. But after paying my exam fees and getting confirmation of the exam (yes this time they accepted my application to sit for it - already 100% more achieved than the last attempt) I get told by the NBME later on that there are no more spots in Halifax in May. So how? Fly to Hamilton (45 mins drive from Toronto) to sit for it, in the process paying $600 for flights and hostel and etc, or pay $185 international surchange and sit for it in M'sia. In June.

grh.

The cosmos are seemingly conspiring against my sitting for this exam. Curse you Mars! Curse youuuuu *shakes fist angrily*

Anyway. Studying biochem again sucks hairy giant balls. Like watermelon-size rambutans. That have Fornier's Gangrene. Gasp medical jokes. Woe is me.

I've found, in my peri-exam-preparation mode, while surfing youtube, that a great many ppl have done covers of Rihanna's Umbrella. I must admit that I didn't enjoy the song at first but it's kinda grown on me. Kinda like a facial tumour. Ok no more medical jokes. Back to the topic at very pertinent hand, covers of Umbrella.
Mandy Moore's done it, Marie Digby, Plain White Ts, All Time Low, Manic Street Preachers, Lillasyster, McFly, Vanilla Sky, only about a million not-so-famous people and goodness knows who else.

It's like a list of pretentious has beens. Or an autistic dyslexic with CP and MR trying to write an essay - random words strung together that only have meaning to the person who chose them.

Vanilla Sky's version is worth taking a look at though. Yes I actually sat through and watched 10 different versions of the same song. It's an exam break, gimme a break.

LOL
Shivers down my spine man. Geliness. Feel the skin crawl. Homophobe is me.

Back to sucking watermelon sized rambutans.

slurrrhp

They call her Yvinne

2008-04-03T10:51:00.011+08:00

This is episode 2 of the lectureboys special segment: matchmaking your single friend!
Due to the success of our previous blog or episode 1(that culminated in the lovely meeting between her and her boyfwen) where we featured our lovely friend Grace Lau, we are now confident to make this a regular column!

This is Yvinne Tang, aged 22, enjoys baking, light music, and reading Kumar&Clark in the tub with scented candles. Very good with children and the elderly. Rarely temperamental and has a warm personality. Does not mix well with Libras. A good listener and has the loveliest blue eyes.

She is looking for: a man who can mix a good Pina Colada, not particularly a financially established gentlemen but a steady income is always a good bonus, a man who can make her laugh and whose sense of humour does not revolve around Meet The Spartans-esque jokes. A car would be wonderful, scratch that- a car would be COMPULSORY.

Also - makes the best curry puffs north of London. and curry mee. and claypot rice. and asam laksa. and ipoh hor fun. Get to know her personally at her blog.

coming up next: episode 3 - carrie goh

the suspense is suspensefully suspending.

2008-03-19T10:00:00.001+08:00

zomg why won't uni get back to me on my appeal.

owned

2008-03-18T06:36:00.004+08:00

At Singapore. Nice.

And I finally updated my blog.

...

2008-03-05T19:22:00.001+08:00

bollocks.

wei, how you laa..

2008-03-02T19:20:00.002+08:00

we were just discussing aaron's opening lines for his patient interviews and such and this guai lou friend of mine has got his impression of aaron down to a science. no more "wei, how you la.." it's now "so.. uh.. your baby's going to die" (with a hint of an american accent). god, we're so mean, but then again you shouldn't say "so.. uh.. do you uh.. sleep with other women?" to patients unless you want to be mocked. this is a fantastic story which you will all never hear about because deep down inside you all think perth is a shithole. which is why i haven't heard anyone say "hi tim i'm coming to visit you".

no, this is not a laugh at aaron post. i'm just trying to talk about the fantastic american accent that malaysians put on when talking to westerners. by now i'm sure everyone realises that when a guai lou starts talking to a malaysian, suddenly got one-kind accent come out from nowhere. no matter how you deny it, everyone does it. *ahem* lavinia, david, and a lot of other people i've noticed. i probably sound damn weird too just that i'm too cool to admit it. so everyone does it, except maybe wei jin. but then again maybe that's why he got mugged - face problem. wei jin just bears the brunt of all our jokes because he chooses to be true to himself by speaking normal english, which is actually damn good english for a kl fella, and protesting the commercialisation of valentine's day, which actually makes wei jin the one true romantic? hard to say, hard to say.

i digress. back to ang moh saying hi to you. it's like omg guai lou. i mustn't say lah. must resist saying lah. no lah. cannot say lah. must.. use.. good english. and so, we go back to the best english we've ever heard - tv english. i really don't know which is worse, listening to someone sound like a fob (fresh off boat, btw), or someone who suddenly develops a weird-ass accent from god knows where but got a bit of american somewhere in there. if we really do feel that how we speak is an inferior form of the language, hence the need for a different accent, then why, oh why, do we have to sound like spastics when we talk to each other? i swear, sometimes i have trouble phrasing a question without using the word meh? i honestly don't understand how or why we continue to converse the way we do. when i see ken rhee or aaron or jessie (bless her twitching soul) i revert to sounding like i'm at a mamak, and i want to drink bleach, stab myself in the eye, or inhale water, or swallow vomit.

actually, why does inhaling water feel so damn painful? like you know when you accidentally get water up your nose and you can feel it go all the way up to your brain and tickle your frontal lobe? omg anatomy jokes.. anyway, yeah why? WHY AH? it's water, and when you have a runny nose (rhinorrhoea) and you take a good hard deep breath (forceful inspiration) so to keep it from dripping onto your nice skirt, why doesn't that feel like someone is shoving a big stick up your nose? probably not big stick, more like satay stick. mucus not the same as water? it looks like water, feels like water. yet doesn't do the same thing as water to your nasal passageway. i call it the naso-cerebral canal.

ok, this post sounded a lot more sophisticated when i thought it up. with satirical mockery of malaysian culture and a cynical view on lame asians etc. all i've managed so far is make fun of aaron and talk about water up your nose. *note to self: must think things out more.*

oh, right. the point i wanted to make. or was in the process of making before the water thing came up: do you really think that you really have a good english accent that sounds damn ang moh and suddenly makes you sound damn sophisticated and refined and not like some joker fresh off the plane from kluang (the joke is that kluang takda airport) that's been hidden from the world all this while? like mutant powers. people can control weather, i can speak english! call me, englishman. because sadly, most of us do sound damn retarded in our malaysian "pseudo-english" accent. i guess it's between a rock and a hard place isn't it - to sound retarded because you sound damn malaysian, or sounding damn retarded because you're trying to not sound malaysian. yes, tick off my achievement for the day - to use the rock and a hard place in a sentence.

i've rambled on long enough. btw, i think i failed my exam. so gg. hi year 5 again. wankers.

yes! new post.

2008-02-25T15:01:00.005+08:00

after looking at lb ming's floundering attempts at reviving his blog with a half-arsed template, i have decided i shall write more often, if not just to shame him into updating. so.. a quick update on life in general shall ensue.

first off, the australian pm is a fuckwit. besides trying to introduce a filter for adult oriented web content, affectionately known as 'porn', he is now trying to put in place some shit with ISPs to prevent illegal downloads. granted, i once got an email warning me after my housemate tried to download a pirated version of commandos, this is still distressing news.

go fucking invade PNG or something. or new zealand. or malaysia. seriously, illegal downloads? the hypocrisy of saying johnny howard was a kiss-ass towards the americans and then he goes and basically hands them the whole dvd/tv/movie/mp3/wateva internet market. great. i hope he gets run over by a truck, or eaten by a koala, or kicked by a kangaroo, or sits on a thumb tack with HIV, or gets prostate cancer.

back to cheerier pastures, i'm having my supps in 4 days. grats me for not actually being any more prepared than the first time round. no excuses, no regrets. it's been a good run gg. 16 stations failed 8 when you were only allowed 5 the first time. i'm mr 50%.

unfortunately, i don't have any interesting anecdotes about my travels such as being mugged by a nice robber *points to wj's blog*, or bungee videos *ahem, carrie*. so i will tell you about my first experience with a patient complaint.

i was posted with my gp for 2 weeks and he runs an antenatal clinic one of the mornings. it was a pretty uneventful morning. the usual, take bp, feel tummy, talk about breastfeeding, take bp, feel tummy, think about lunch, take bp.. the next week, he tells me apparently one of the patients complained that he was inappropriate in his breast exam.

ok this is like a 74 year old white-haired kindly old man with white hair like colonel sanders. and he does look like he can do a mean fried chicken, which is besides the point. why in the world would you think that captain kfc is gonna cop a feel of your boobs? if he looked like some hamsap dirty old man then give you lah. but if he's a dude who wears a labcoat in 38 degrees, is polite and kindly and has had patients that come all the way from the country to see him for 20 years, go be paranoid about someone else. that's what you get for checking someone's boobs and teaching them breastfeeding techniques n shit. i hope your baby dies.

oh and btw, 1st of jan i was in a car crash. which everyone probably knows now. but 2 people were killed. from the other car thank god. and the only injury i have to show is a fractured 2nd toe. wooo.

k that's all. lazy. happy valentine's day to everyone who didn't get to celebrate. and to those who got flowers, i hope you're happy. hope you got stung by bees.

happy chinese new year, guys

2008-02-06T18:45:00.000+08:00

Woohoo, fellow rats, this is our year so make it a great one!! *rat-like squeak*

Samuel Chacko George is a panicker

2008-01-31T06:07:00.001+08:00

Sam is a panicker as you can clearly see from this msn excerpt:

HAHA GAY

2008-01-21T03:35:00.001+08:00

SO I SEE IT IS OWN CM DAY

No matter how many times this joke is made,

2008-01-05T09:27:00.000+08:00

it never, ever gets old.

Nadia amuses me. Over and over, again and again.

LOL

one love~!

this site sucks.

2007-12-13T14:43:00.000+08:00

I received a phone call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend the other day.
We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic nights we
used to enjoy together. I couldn't believe it when she asked if I'd be
interested in meeting up and rekindling a little of that "magic".

Wow!" I said. "I don't know if I could keep pace with you now I'm a
bit older and a bit balder than when you last saw me."

She just giggled and said she was sure I'd "rise" to the challenge.
Yeah." I said. "Just so long as you don't mind a man with a waistline
that's a few inches wider these days!"

She laughed and told me to stop being so silly. She teased me saying
that tubby bald men were cute, and she was sure I would still be a
great lover.

Anyway, she giggled and said, "I've put on a few pounds myself!"

So I told her to fuck off.

LOL. Just LOL.

Spider-Man 3 & Batman: How It Should Have Ended

2007-11-04T14:46:00.001+08:00

hanya di malaysia!!

2007-10-20T19:41:00.000+08:00

Please, for the sake of good humour and patriotic nation-bashing, read this. Oh my goodness I laughed till my love handles jiggled themselves away.

In my personal humble opinion, I don't think the crowd mistook the cop for a thief. They just wanted to get some revenge on corrupt malaysian cops and they all probably got their porn from that vcd seller, so if he got caught, no more prawn for them. that's my theory. I dare anyone to oppose me.

In response to tim's placenta-induced post, I say that nothing says "good morning!!" better than a river of meconium-stained amniotic fluid straight to the face accompanied by a hysterical yelling mother screaming bloody murder, pissing and spraying faeces at anyone within range. ahhhhh obs. nothing takes away the shame of the exposed human body parts like staring down a vagina for 4 hours yelling "push push push you can do itttttt!!" like a bloody cheerleader. just hand me my pom poms and gay red vest. go raven go go go raven.

and then digging into the placenta to look for bloody 3 vessels and flipping the dawn of the dead rejected prop (because it's too gross) like mass around and making sure it's intact.

honestly i have no more shame. the other day i was eating a muffin with my left hand while my right was gloved and covered in lube, just before examining a woman. no i wasn't in the room at the time, the labtech was drawing blood. but it didn't hit me how gross it was until the nurse saw me and said "that. is. disgusting." "huh? oh... er... right..."

enough about obs. i don't know how anyone can do it for a career. i like my women to retain some form of mystery.

i'm now convinced that we all go through a quarter life crisis of sorts. symptoms?
lack of self confidence, prevailing self doubt
feelings of helplessness
feeling lost
overwhelmed by responsibilities
overwhelmed by "everything"
dealing with bills
refusal to face responsibilities

in this great journey we call life, there are a few defining moments in each of our seperate roads. the quarter life crisis, of which i am about to write a thesis about, seperates the wheat from the chaff. Depending on how you come out of it, you either end up as a confident, mature, well rounded human being, or you collapse into a blithering placental-like mass of self-pity and regret. might not be so dramatic but you know those 30-yr old guys who sit by the road and go "phhhhiiittt phhhiiittt awek awek". yeah.

some days i wonder if chia ming or han nien are still alive. i wonder about sk too some days but i just saw him in burger king the other day so i'm convinced he hasn't crashed a plane somewhere yet. yet.

but hn? trying to get a hold of him is like trying for an audience with the agung. maybe tougher. bros before hoes, my friend, 2B4H.

tip of the day #1

2007-10-11T07:43:00.000+08:00

never ever wear your favourite white nikes to delivery shift. fuck.

call me mr ong.

2007-10-10T08:44:00.000+08:00

i'm still alive me mateys. i'm disappointed in the lack of updates to this blog. you guys can't possibly lead a life less eventful than mine. or the converse, you guys are living it up and cbf keeping me updated. i spit on you.

final term of the year, baby catching time. just call me the delivery man.

time for my rant. i think everyone will agree that some women need to do some landscaping before they come and see the doctor. i mean, don't you at least mow the lawn when you're up for a garden show? which begs the question how the hell do these women get pregnant so often if it's a bloody tropical rainforest down there. i'm not just talking about which man would derive any pleasure in sticking it into a big mound of hair but how do you find your way around in there? not to mention the fauna that might be festering between the fronds. in any case, if you have a gynae clinic at least put on clean undies and take a shower.

the other end of the spectrum are the ladies who get a bikini wax and wax their legs when they come in to have a baby. it just makes me happy to not have to put my hand through all your pubes to do an exam. just the other day i clamped the umbilical cord along with a wad of some lady's pubes cos they just kept getting in the way and i cbf picking them out.

on a side note, i just got an invitation to a mate's wedding in melbourne. go lance. at the same time, you realise that we're years behind what other people are doing in their lives. my peers are married, having illegitimate kids (not lance), working.. and all i do is lie in bed and ruminate on my prospects of passing the next exam. the next time i move i'm not going to buy a bed. you know the shows where some morbidly obese dude lies in bed all day because he can't get up and about? that'll be me in a few years' time if i keep this up.

oh ya happy birthday mr wong wei jin whose sister just got married so congratulations to her too.

WHERE IS EVERYONE?

2007-09-18T04:47:00.001+08:00

lectureboys are dead.

now it's only +weijin left
gg

At Grace's request

2007-09-13T10:07:00.001+08:00

And with her approval -

"23 yr old female seeking older male for long-term loving relationship. Must enjoy long walks in the park, sunsets, expensive dinners(paid by you) and pina colada. Must be taller than 5 foot 10. Snazzy dresser is a plus. Must NOT have bad breath or play computer games or hairy arms or inner-thigh hair. PM @ Louder > you"

haha

2007-09-01T13:54:00.001+08:00

ali g is funny lol
and posh has a hot smile here

lol harry potter.

2007-08-13T10:03:00.000+08:00

something you don't get to do to su-ann every day:

su-ann says:

u've read it?

su-ann says:

i bought the book already

su-ann says:

just dont want to start yet

timo says:

harry potter dies

su-ann says:

fuck you tim

ooouuuuyyeeahhhh

2007-08-09T11:51:00.001+08:00

A man can dream.

congratulations dundee

2007-07-17T22:01:00.000+08:00

In case you haven't heard, the first bunch of M103 has already crossed the elusive longkang that Seng Keat and the one legged grandpa seemed to be in an eternal race for.

I'm talking about the Dundoonians(sp?) who are now officially in Hippocrates' long and overcrowded list of great-great grand-students. May the lives they come across smile brighter, the scalpels they wield cut sharper, the audits they write compare a lot of data, the blood they draw drain faster, the venflons they put in stay longer, the rectum they PR smell nicer, the vaginas they PV look nicer, and the medicine they prescribe is always the right one.

I guess this event just reminds the rest of us undergraduates how close we are to crossing this longkang. And if we are to trek till the end of this long and winding road, we better put in our last ounce of strength into every step in this last stretch of a mile.

But don't forget to enjoy the remainder of your student-hood cause as we all know all work and no play makes Jack an overachiever with no friends.

brb.

updated: actually, Seng Keat did one better. He flew over the longkang. While wearing aviators. And kauing stewardesses. Did you know that stewardesses is the longest word in the world that can be typed on the keyboard using one hand?

this is stupid.

2007-07-16T22:35:00.000+08:00

howdy my dear friends. i love you all. but you guys have really got to start writing stuff. even brissieboys (lol) getting more updates than this. what have they got that we haven't? other than someone singing and guitar.

Back in KL!

2007-07-07T04:12:00.000+08:00

Since this blog is as dead as the cat lying by the side of the road, I've decided that people should reply to this post on when they will be in KL and for how long. Also to contact me a.s.a.p. I don't care whatever happens call me! 012-3040535...

Ps: Especially nooby lena and cm who has promised to meet up...

Infernal Minds - 12 - Cinematic History

2007-06-22T15:11:00.001+08:00

Note: some parts may not make sense unless you've seen the previous strips of Infernal Minds

exam break 5

2007-06-21T14:06:00.000+08:00

Exams, shmaxams.

There's time enough to do things like this.

Pirated from brissieboys.blogspot.com, and you know that the lbs + wj are low on inspiration when we pirate from other ppl's blogs, but this picture is JUST TOO BLOODY FREAKING BLARDEE HAM CHIN PENG TURTLE HELLO KITTY WEE LITTLE FURRY BABY BUNNY RABBITS HUDDLING IN A CORNER ANIME SHOOOKAWAIINEEEZZXXX CUTE that I feel obligated to showcase it to as many people as possible.

SO CUTE RIGHT don't you just wanna eat them both.

oh, by the way, happy birthday hn and <3 san.

hohohos from Haliiiiiiiiiiiii

la la la.

2007-06-06T03:41:00.000+08:00

after a week of what i'll call impressive teh tarik diarrhoea, i'm finally doing what i was supposed to do last week - show up in icu. i can't help but whinge cos i'm dragging my ass up at 6 am-ish every morning and getting home round 7.. and i have to be in bed by 11 just so that i can get up again the next day. my day consists of trying not to fall asleep at handover meeting, finding things to do and pretending to be busy (i.e. copy patient notes), and trying to sneak back into icu without having to get buzzed in cos my keycard is only for show. i'm glad i didn't give it back last year, i get a staff discount for lunch. i digress.

you know what everyone in icu needs? a bath. they should just add soap to the sprinklers that come on when there's a fire. or soap em down first, then turn the sprinklers on cos omg the smell of sweat not to mention dried saliva/sputum/snot/gastric contents/csf.. no wonder people wear gowns and gloves. they just forgot masks. and air fresheners. and deodorants.

it's strangely peaceful in icu when everyone's stable. coma looks so relaxing. obviously, traumatic head injury and other weird and wonderful ways of achieving coma-nirvana is not so relaxing but sometimes you can just see a smile on these people's faces i should think. the down side, of course, is that your friends and family bawl their eyes out. most visitors pretty much hold themselves together when they come in. it's only when you step out of icu and see the people breaking down in the corridors that it gets depressing. i turned up the volume on my ipod and zipped up my jacket and walked damn fast. 3 days of icu so far and i've seen my first big emergency. no matter how innocuous it is, med students are notorious for breaching patient confidentiality in our zeal to show off what we've seen. i'm keeping mum. but it was damn gaya. except me. i stood around and tried not to trip people over.

lastly, if i ever have to choose between a model and a nurse, i'd go for the icu nurse. i don't see how these girls can come in here, sit in the room all day and sponge people with faeculant material coming up their nasogastric tubes. and talk to them while doing it. clearly, they do other things too, like turn on the lights, and brush their teeth for them... but watching them treat someone with such respect and care makes you realise no other stranger will ever be that nice to you. so if you're a nurse, call tim. fat people need not apply. nor ugly people.

there you have it. icu in a nutshell. the song i posted makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time. i am that emo.

music.

2007-06-05T23:10:00.000+08:00

Doggie Heaven

2007-05-30T17:13:00.000+08:00

Why can't I BE DOING a research project on a topic like this?

2007-05-26T15:46:00.001+08:00

OMG.

I wonder if there was a medical student attached to this study. LOLz.

click here

you know what?

2007-05-25T08:00:00.000+08:00

liverpool sucks.

yo ho ho.

2007-05-10T05:05:00.000+08:00

today i pretend to be a GP. goddamn bloody video assessment of gp posting.
it's bad enough to pretend to be a doctor, i have to pretend to care for patients who are pretending to be sick in a pretend clinic.

empathy is assessed by saying the empathy line™ "it must be terrible for you" without chuckling to yourself or having a smirk on your face. i don't see why we must be assessed for our empathy anyway. if you turn out to be an ass you just have to deal with people hating you. no reason to fail med school for not being able to say a convincing empathy line™ . that aside, i'm pretty sure i'll fail for not knowing how to treat sinusitis, or telling a patient to go home and take some panadol when he has MI. oh well, nothing like killing someone to teach you what to do.

ok back to bed.

i hope my pretend patient in my pretend clinic isn't too pretend sick.

These are for Tim

2007-05-07T08:36:00.000+08:00

I hope they brighten up your day the way your macabre wet blanket humour brings such joy to the lives of countless funky smelling old people crapping themselves.

is it just me or does alanis morisette have a scarily huge mouth? Can eat a baby's head one bite. chomp.

btw those are the original singers of the song, they're a band called "da vinci's notebook".

aY chihuahua!!!!

cockroaches

2007-05-05T10:21:00.000+08:00

woah there have been a flurry of posts as of late so i think i'd better contribute too! here is the cockroach picture as promised

the bloody sons-of-bitches are IN the microwave display. how the fuck do we get them out?! and how did they end up there in the first place anyway. shit.

ok that's all from me now.

bloooody.

2007-05-04T18:16:00.000+08:00

i touched someone else's blood today.

gp had to remove a massive scc on a fella's back and being the nice dude i was, i helped swab off the blood that was pouring out without wearing gloves. there was so much blood it got on my fingers, under my nails, all over. only having 3 pieces of gauze on hand was not the smartest thing i've ever done. seriously, this is not helping me get over my abject terror of blood. the other day, i went to see a delivery and the smell of blood lingered with me hours after it. i don't know how anyone else does it but don't you feel that the smell of human blood makes you retch.

i don't faint or anything. i'm manly that way. but sometimes it gets to you and after that lunch, dinner etc all tastes like blood. i've been checking my fingers for blood since and it's been 4 hours.

don't get me started with the knives.

Steyr AUG-A1

2007-05-03T15:14:00.000+08:00

Anyone remember this baby from back in the day? It was my favourite gun (an unusual choice, but one I stand by and defend to this day). Yes, the cybercafes were full of the sounds of gunshots and explosions instead of 'Triple Kill!'s and 'Holy Shit!'s.

Incredibly, this drawing is 6 years old. The smudges and black spots are due to the carbon from the paper being absorbed into the plastic card sheath I put this in.

Ah, Counterstrike. Rest in peace.

(Nothing much to do with lectures, except back then it was a good reason for skipping class I suppose)

i just like this video

2007-05-03T05:05:00.000+08:00

seems that we don't do enough stupid things anymore. the great species slackes maximus has become all but extinct, phased out by the cunning anals studious and the much more dominant mustogettopostgradjobus and it's mate, mustomakeomoneymus.

sigh.

Infernal Minds - 2 - Better Judgement

2007-05-02T23:50:00.000+08:00

Since Tim says this blog is boring, and it's about 'loving' lectures, well...
This is an old one. The others are on my own blog, but they don't have much to do with lectures or the lectureboys.

random stuff coming through my mail.

2007-05-02T23:12:00.000+08:00

wow this is really a boring blog. anyway i just got this in my uni email and thought i'd share the stuff i get sent.

"Benjamin Roberts (a PhD student in the School of Animal Biology) is
missing. He was last seen on Sunday 22nd April (but may have been on the
UWA Campus at 6.30am Monday 23rd April). If you have seen Ben since
Sunday 22nd April, please contact Crime Stoppers on 1800 333 000."

no idea who benjamin roberts is but it makes you wonder when a grown man suddenly goes missing on uni grounds. this is not a hoax btw, i mean the uni has got his photo posted up and stuff. so yea, if you see benny bob here, call the cops.

do the lectureboys still go for lectures?

2007-04-25T15:10:00.000+08:00

when was the last time someone did?

how's everyone?

2007-04-23T06:59:00.000+08:00

it's early in the morning and i'm cold and bored so i thought i'd do my part to keep this blog alive.

sometimes i sit by myself and i wonder how everyone else is doing. i picture everyone having the time of their lives, sitting together for lunch at the lawn, hanging out after a long day in uni, going to town during the weekends, the things you picture life to be like in the movies. i like to think everyone looks beautiful, the sun brightly shining, and for no particular reason everyone is smiling. no one is worried about exams, medicine is easy, and old people don't smell like mouldy cheese. we'd pat people on the back because we haven't seen them in a while and we'd cry when someone wants a good cry. the seasons will be beautiful, rain will only fall when we miss the smell and when the plants need watering. we'd live life tomorrow would never come and yesterdays were long gone.

today i might be sitting here by myself who knows what will happen tomorrow. i might find myself lost in the hospitals. i might spend my afternoon in the park, with some good music and a good book. who knows, someone i've not seen in a long time might come to visit and we might go to the beach. i want to taste the sea in my mouth. i want to feel the sand between my toes. the shells will crunch under my feet and there will be sand in my hair. people will stare or they might not even care but at least i will feel alive again and remember how everyone will be doing in their lives.

maybe we have been caught up in our daily routines and the little nuances that every day brings. maybe we have been consumed by the bitterness of things who rub us the wrong way. maybe it is us who are the grain of dust that gets in someone's eye. or the smudge on the favourite tshirt that you don't want to throw away. or maybe we are like the bricks that make up the wall that you don't see everyday but still walk around, insignificant, but a stone in the path just the same. all the same we have become intricately woven into the tapestry of life by some higher power. cliched as it may seem, do we get to choose which thread that run by our sides and which thread falls across our path? today i may cross swords with someone but tomorrow they might be the one that picks us up when we lose our way. we have already determined our lives when we chose to go down this road but i like to think our profession will not define who we are and who we will be. the people that you meet and the imprint that they leave will someday be the very thing that lets you choose between right and wrong, between living by principles or pushing the boundaries. some dude once said it is not about who we choose to be but who be we when we are chosen. some day we may be asked to be accountable for all we've said and done and can i honestly say i've done right by everyone? can you?

i guess up to this point i have lived a life of frivolous ignorance. i believe myself when i tell myself that i have lived up to this point with no regrets in the decisions i have made. some day i will look back at the times when someone has cried because of the things i said or the knives i stuck in their backs, and i will not remember. i will see everyone happy, smiling, maybe crying and laughing at the same time and i will not remember the hurt on their faces. they will look beautiful. they will have pretty makeup on because i have forgotten how they look without and they will be well dressed because i have forgotten which hideous fashion disaster i made fun of. then maybe, hopefully, they might have forgotten the times when i rubbed them the wrong way, and the times i crossed their path and made them cry. they might even remember me even if i was just a brick or a stone that they ignored every day.

so tomorrow i will get out of bed. i will picture all my friends living their happy little lives in their happy little world and i will think that during some part of their day they might have time remember me. i will sit and think to myself again and who knows what else i may think about then.

time for class. have a good day.

LB ownage

2007-03-25T09:28:00.000+08:00

this is how you own an LB. more specifically LBHanNien.

captain ashton

2007-03-17T08:01:00.000+08:00

my turn to convey my congratulations to captain ashton tan SK.

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (this is the largest font on blogger)

nothing to report from auckland. life is pretty much the same. still skipping lectures ala IMU, keeping the IMU tradition alive!

congratulations captain ashton.

2007-03-05T20:35:00.000+08:00

grats seng keat - first lectureboy to leave IMU, first lectureboy to make something of himself. the skies will never be safe again.

Just in case you guys don't know...

2007-03-03T07:36:00.001+08:00

I graduated! *shy*

psych is driving me crazy

2007-02-26T11:54:00.000+08:00

yalar I know the video has nothing to do with the title.
Must make sense meh.
Just watch lar pan.

Lemme tew you stowy. Happened to me and my friend as we were walking to dinner -
You know you're in a cold place when you walk out in zero degrees celcius, look up and around and go, "eh, today so warm warn..."
OH CANADAAAAAAA

and with this post, the tranny photo of tim is finally removed from the front page. So I feel obligated to replace it with an appropriately gay photo dredged up from the past.

Check out raymond's ferociously gay face enjoying it. And tim looks so girlishly cheeky you can almost hear him giggle like a little japanese girl.
"heehee mun-mun ah.... hihihi"
"mmMMMMmMmMMMm...."

going through that album, I re-stumbled upon a photo that, unbeknownst to all but mr fate and ms destiny (or however that goes), was a prophecy of things to come.

Yes, Lena and cm spend much time in toilets nowadays, if my sources are right. And she's standing over him most of the time.

"ouuuu!!"

yay.

2007-02-06T22:05:00.000+08:00

howdy friends, i'm back. well not really, but i'll just say a few to remind you people of your dear friend you left behind in perth. short of flaming each other, we can only whine about our daily trivial pursuits and mundane achievements. i guess i'll entice you with a short story regarding my exceedingly bimbotic actions.

so last week i wake up in the morning with a weird feeling in my gut. as i got into my car i had this nagging sensation that i had not checked the water levels and engine oil in my car since the last service. i don't know what in the hell possessed me to think that water is self-contained in the radiator and wouldn't evaporate, leak, vanish.. the temperature was not up, but then it was not at '0' as it usually was.

halfway on the way to hospital i notice steam coming out of the side of my car. strange as it seemed, it only appeared to happen when i stopped at the lights. next lights, boom temperature hits dangerous levels and my normally manly balls shrank. called my mechanic he tells me not to drive it anymore otherwise i might be looking at 3k or more in repairs if i blow up the engine.

long story short, i've been taking the bus + train to the hospital for the past week. it's good fun to travel one-and-half hours there and one-and-half hours back and to be at the mercy of wind and rain. thankfully, the only weather i've had to endure is 40-odd degrees of heat and sweltering melanoma-producing sun. so that's me, 2 shades darker, twice as bitter. oh, and by the way, i drag my ass to hospital every day to look at little kids drool over themselves.

awesome.

chinese new year in perth.

Happy Chinese New Year! Woohoo!

2007-02-02T17:54:00.000+08:00

Yeah, I know it's in 2 weeks' time but hey it is never too early to wish everyone HAPPY C-N-to-da-Y!!! Actually the reason I'm so excited is because I'm about to graduate! You say what!!!!??? Yeah, graduate from this dreaded kampung land of sweetened food! Well, hopefully before CNY. Only 10 hours to go. So everyone, please pray for me! Pray that I'll finish before CNY, and then I'll be able to return to civilization where there's foosball, internet cafes, gambling, booze, chicks, friends, family and loved ones!

WOooohooooO!!!! I can't wait!!! Sorry for those who doesn't understand my feeling. Come over to Kelantan to stay for 2 weeks. I dare you MOFO! If you can survive then I'll cut my.....my....diiiiic.............................................tionary...*lame*

Anyway, who's in KL for CNY? Let me know!!!

From a Random.

2007-01-31T17:38:00.000+08:00

Ah, yes.
The lectureboys.
I still remember a day so very long ago when Chia Ming noted with some sort of strange fascination that I could, in fact, smile. Apparently he had previously thought it was unconceivable that I could do so.
Next, he proceeded to ask me if I wanted to be a lectureboy, and informed me of the qualifications (you must be good looking, funny, and skip lectures). To this I replied with a lengthy 'Righhhhhttttttt....' which, if you think about it, was no answer at all, seeing as it doesn't actually give any indication of whether I accept the invitation or not.
Which is how you find me here today, listed under 'Randoms'. So am I a lectureboy? I'd say more or less I'm like Wei Jin. Status: debatable.
In more recent times, LB Ming (anyone notice that LB could also stand for Ladybird?) asked me to write a post for the LB chronicles, and so here I am wondering what to say and somehow having managed to type quite a lot and yet say nothing at all.
Yes! Wonder at my awesome ability to fill pages with words that amount to nought. I am your King.

Sorry, while it's all fun and games for the LBs to pick on each other, I shall refrain from doing so myself since I am technically not one of them. And so this post will have to be quite boring.

But I will say that Chia Ming, having not DotA-ed since forever, came back and proved to be a nublet.

Methinks it is time

2007-01-26T14:40:00.000+08:00

to find new things about each other that we can make fun off.

Cause seriously, the GI "F" grade, the dropout from medical school now flying around the world, and the usmle rejection are old old topics whose humour has been squeezed and wrung absolutely dry. Drier than tim's outlook of life.

The recurring themes are getting boring, gentlemen. Though for sure, those are the events for which we will be most remembered, the time has come to look for new materiel. LB-hn + LB-tiM seem to be the only ones we can't find recurring themes for, and for that, I praise their diversity and unquatifiable variability.

Either that or they've just been so boring that we can't think of anything remotely interesting to make fun off. <3 san has even renounced his playerhood, taking away the silent killer topic we loved to comment upon. gasp.
Whether tiM renounces HIS playerhood remains to be seen. This should be interesting.

hoho

God forbid that we become boring.

Let the new flame wars begin~
*cue inspiring music*
(press play to cue inspiring music)

DOPPLEGANGER

2007-01-24T01:30:00.000+08:00

We live in a world of 6 billion odd. Surely as unique as our DNA codes us to be, I believe that eventually, due to the power of dice-rolling, there will be somebody out there that look a lot like you and vice versa. Raymond has found his evil twin. Incidentally, he's a korean movie star. Cheers.

(don't ask why there's a romantic song together with this video. wasn't made by me damn it)

His name is Lee Dong Wook.

What ya think? Looks like our Choy Wai Mun?
LOL.

The Top 5ive Lectureboy Screw-ups

2007-01-14T09:14:00.000+08:00

Being lectureboys, our road trip on this highway known as life is very often marred by potholes. Some of them were just bad luck but a huge chunk of these very memorable moments are very much of our own making. Here, I present to you the top 5ive lectureboy screw-ups.

Coming in at number five, getting an F for the Gastrointestinal summative exam.

Exam failing is something we always huddle around talking about over a warm glass of teh-o-ais, but beneath the farce of joke making and "you're-so-gonna-pass-and-i'm-gonna-fail" conversations deep down in all of us we want to top the next lectureboy in exam results so we can smugly feel good inside. It's called the competitive drive but truth be told, we're all damn kiasu.

LB-Ming will forever be remembered as reaching a peak so unattainable and a bottom so unreachable that from that point onwards, no matter how well he did, his friend would look at him and say, "AT least I didn't get an F in the GI exam." to which he cannot reply and then will hang himself under the ceiling fan.

+WeiJiN comes in at number four when he failed an exam he didn't even sit for. As avid readers of lectureboys, I'm sure most of you would have heard of the now familiar story which depicts how USMLE (the US' exam board for medical undergraduates) owned him.
Granted, and to be fair to the people that fail it, it isn't a very easy paper. However, he wasn't even ACCEPTED to sit for the exam. A privilege which is granted to EVERYONE else and ANYONE who would apply for it. Our hearts go out to him. Being rejected is his greatest fear so it's really sad how things turned out for him.

LB-Keat's departure from med school comes in at number 3. However, because personally for him he's currently in a much better position than he was, this wouldn't be categorically a screw-up. That is if you believe in long runs and bright sides and all that jazz. But due to the nature of how he got there, which is to record-breakingly not study at all for the finals of semester 3 then yes, this is every bit deserved so don't argue.
And I say record-breaking because trust me, no one else in the history of the university would ever so fearlessly do it the way he did. He's the one person I've met where his laziness is > his fear. Cheers.

Our bit of history so far sounds like we've been mostly shaped by our academic achievements, or lack thereof. Which is awful. No one should ever be gauged wholly by their ability to pick the correct answer in MCQs. Which is why I want to prove to you that we do screw up in a lot of other non-academic situations.

LB-Nien comes in at number two when he missed his flight to Queensland. I don't know what the reason is or whether it was anyone else's fault. Nor do I intend to find out so that I can unjudgementally tell a story. All you should know is that Mr.Nien, whom was supposed to leave Msia on a date that was set since he graduated a year ago, didn't.
And because I don't know exactly why, let me just embellish it to say that he forgot to apply for his visa.
His mum, whom my heart breaks for when I send Han Nien late home every night, marked it down as the most stressful event in her life when everything was ready to be flown to Australia. Except her son's travel status.
So given the extra few days to loiter around in Malaysia, instead of rushing his application, he decided to go to the cyber cafe and play computer games.

Well, I suppose he's in Australia now so it's all good. Cheers.

while we're on the topic of swords

2007-01-13T04:51:00.000+08:00

reproduced from www.sevenskulls.com

Tim? our collectives thoughts are with you and your mother's emotional state. Eh ask her to pray for me also.

exam stress.

2007-01-10T18:57:00.000+08:00

2 months to study for a supplementary exam, and here i am. alone in my house, 20 notes in front of me, 12 hours from my exam. last minute cramming, the only way to prepare for exams. incidentally, it was chia ming's birthday yesterday. so i bid thee many happy returns.

i'm bored and eating kfc in front of my com. so i thought i'd go through an in depth study of the lectureboys' philosophy in approaching failure. hopefully, we will all gain some insight.

a wise man once said, "if at first you don't succeed, try try again. if you don't succeed the 2nd time, try try summore. if you fail again, there's always resit." after many many tries, that man is now studying to be a pilot.

another wise man said "at least tim failed respi before i failed GI", nevermind that he got an F. in his defence, he did own the shit out of me in respi. he is also the wise man that said procrastination is like masturbation, which got us into this predicament in the first place.

our 3rd wise man breezes through exams, occasionally coming up with abstract thoughts like "such is love" and "<3san". he is, quite possibly, the only lectureboy that does not know the meaning of procrastinating. it is not implying that he has a limited vocabulary, but that he has yet to truly exhibit the action of procrastinating.

where would any mention of voltron be without a shoutout to the sword! wei jin, of course - "if you're not prepared for an exam, why take it at all!" 365 days later, he's still preparing for the USMLE that he was supposed to take last year.

my philosophy? cram everything before exams and hope my mom prayed enough for a miracle.

we didn't forget weijin

2007-01-06T09:10:00.000+08:00

just in case u were wondering where weijin was while the rest of us were forming Voltron... he's the sword!

happy new year.

2007-01-04T18:53:00.000+08:00

when the lectureboys get together, they do two things.
1. form voltron, like so:

and,

2. take group photos, like so:

apparently, there's a new voltron formed with vehicles, sort of like power rangers.

in any case, it was good to see everyone again, and although i didn't go into an emo fit like chia ming and had a hugfest, it still tugs at the heartstrings when you know you're not gonna see your friends for another year. everyone seems to grow up so fast i feel like i'm left behind. wow, that sounded so gay.

last but not least, the quote of the year (and possibly years to come):

"do fish have ears? no la, they have gills." - lavinia, bimbo extraordinaire

I feel like being nice

2006-12-29T05:20:00.000+08:00

so I'm gonna help tim move that picture of him along past the front page. After all the flak that's been thrown his way, the poor kuchingnite needs some respite. A breather, if you will. Till one of us digs up the next tranny photo, that is. WTB tranny photo of cm.

Since I really have nothing interesting to write about, I'll just go along with the year-reflecting theme. Wong Wei Jin's major achievements of 2006 -

1. Tried to and failed to sit for the USMLE.
2. Discovered that Halifax really IS as boring as I made it out to be.

I can't even count my lvl 60 gnome mage frostmourne pvp computer character to be an achievement given the fact that the time difference doesn't allow me to play as much. Other highlights of 2006 -

1. Got butt-groped in a Haligonian club by a fat ugly white goth girl.
2. Been told "I'm impressed by your knowledge" by my Staff doctor. "What are you smoking?" was my instant reply.*
3. Discovered that living with an indian has certain odour-related drawbacks. 'nuff said. I still love my housemate.
4. Learnt how to cook food without setting off the fire alarms.
5. Still can't pou fan properly.
6. Read "The Game" by Neil Strauss. It has changed my perception of reality.
7. Re-discovered the fact that studying till 5am the night before an exam can be hazardous to favourable exam results.
8. Swore to myself, yet again, to never again pull a last minute all-nighter.
9. Finally got a new phone. helomoto
10. Realised that if you wanna catch snowflakes with your tongue, make sure that there are no birds flying overhead first.
11. Went bowling, Halifax-style. The ball was the size of a Fuji apple, had no holes, weighed no more than 2kg, and the pins weren't bottle-shaped, just white cylinders. And you had 3 tries, not 2. And then you had to press a button to clear the pins and set up a new rack. Not automatic *banjo music in background* OH HALIFAX.
12. www.stupidvideos.com
13. Started building a collection of empty liquor bottles. 13 and counting.
14. Got laid. wooooot *
15. Developed a pathological irritation towards fat people.
16. Discovered the joys of p2p downloading.
17. Dreamt of asam laksa. Twice.
18. Got totally schooled by a girl at 1v1 basketball. She was 6 foot tall with size 12 shoes ok.**
19. Woke up one morning and saw vomit in the sink, 2 pairs of high heels in my hall, and had no idea where either came from. My housemate had no idea either. Two days later, he found a scrap of paper in his wallet with a telephone number and the name Shelly on the top. We think it maybe the answer, but we shall never know. We junked the shoes.

And I stop at 19 as well, not because I can't go on, but because it's getting boring. There WAS one significantly major realization though, like light streaming through clouds after the rain -

Medicine will consume my life.

I'm afraid. Very afraid.

*footnote - NO LARH
My staff did say he was impressed though. hoho.
** she out-shot me from outside. When I asked "why didn't you post me up?" She said, very nonchalantly, without even looking at me, "because it would have been too easy." wahstresswahspeechlesswahstress wfgrthhxxx

space wasting. just so that picture of me goes away.

2006-12-24T15:51:00.000+08:00

i was going through my photos and i found one of the first plate of fried rice i cooked in perth. man, was i naive then. thinking i'd be cooking my way through the year. no, i wasn't in chef school. medical student tim. that's what i called myself. i thought i'd take the time to look back on my achievements in 2006.

1. lvl 60 NE rogue frostmourne pvp
2. that's it.

how fucked up is that. i have absolutely nothing to show for a year's hard work except a character in a computer game. grats me. after further thought, i realise i'm sadder than that. so more mediocre achivements to come.

1. i failed infectious diseases. i maintain it wasn't because of my laziness.
2. i passed everything else, though.
3. got told off by some doctor that i looked too much like a slacker and i better dress properly.
4. managed to ponteng class for the most part of 8 weeks and still passed psych.
5. aaron msned me to console me when i failed. grats me.
6. made enemies with jessie in the first week of class. huzzah.
7. went to the most ah beng club in perth, TWICE.
8. refused to ever step foot into said ah beng club again.
9. went karaoke a few times.
10. vowed never to sing again a few times.
11. learnt how to lawn bowl.
12. owned at lawn bowling.
13. drove around without a license for a year.
14. learnt how to pronounce a person dead the way doctors do it: time of death - 3 hours after he actually died cos that's when we came to see him.
15. learnt that it takes four hours to get to melb and four and half hours to get to kuching from perth. the horror.
16. gave lavinia hell for being a bimbo. yes, a bimbo.
17. spent about a 100 days on WoW. lvl 60 NE rogue frostmourne pvp wassup.
18. forgot how to play dota.
19. still don't know how to dance.

there u have it. i'd have gone for 20 but i ran out of ideas.

Mofo Piper Seneca PA-34 is a BEAST!

2006-12-15T23:35:00.000+08:00

Started flying the twin engine recently. This thing is a beast! Imagine 220 bhp speeding down the runway with 2800 rpm! It only take seconds to reach 80 knots before I rotate it to get airborne. Quite exciting stuff I must say...

Ps: Oh, I almost forget....It has turbocharger fitted in it too!

exam break 2

2006-12-05T10:02:00.000+08:00

For context, scroll down.

For those who still don't get it, she's talking about the picture in the previous post.

hoho

cross-dressing is not a crime

2006-12-04T03:26:00.000+08:00

it is an indulgence of sorts. a hobby, some would call it.

some people collect stamps. some people go fishing. Timothy law ngee chuan, well... he likes to dress up as a woman.

The Lecture Boys

all play and no work makes ming a guilty boy

The Year of the Tiger

now that i've finally graduated..

Silly entertainment

2010 approaches

HELLO I AM ANOTHER SPACE FILLER

The effeminate man

Dear carrie.

My foot fell sick

Greetings from Brisbane, Australia!

SPACE FILLER

SUPER PET PEEVE

wow

so..

rarrrrr in geraldton.

herro.

fucking noob.

your momma's so fat

still a student blog for some (maybe just tim and i) of us

the student blog.

so where are we now?

Let your nads hang low.

ok time to blog.

Can you believe this?

First post of 2009

Charlene is rude

dancing arrhythmias

Introducing Spicysam

Why do we grow old?

it's time

LOL

the counter keeps on ticking

Blogs are like

lectureboys don't just attend lectures

hello my muffincakes.

Finally!

Untrue

intriguing

exam break 5

They call her Yvinne

the suspense is suspensefully suspending.

owned

...

wei, how you laa..

yes! new post.

happy chinese new year, guys

Samuel Chacko George is a panicker

HAHA GAY

No matter how many times this joke is made,

this site sucks.

Spider-Man 3 & Batman: How It Should Have Ended

hanya di malaysia!!

tip of the day #1

call me mr ong.

WHERE IS EVERYONE?

At Grace's request

haha

lol harry potter.

ooouuuuyyeeahhhh

congratulations dundee

this is stupid.

Back in KL!

Infernal Minds - 12 - Cinematic History

exam break 5

la la la.

music.

Doggie Heaven

more random articles

Why can't I BE DOING a research project on a topic like this?

you know what?

yo ho ho.

These are for Tim

cockroaches

bloooody.

Steyr AUG-A1

i just like this video

Infernal Minds - 2 - Better Judgement

random stuff coming through my mail.

do the lectureboys still go for lectures?