Vamos vamos

I am not into football. I've been playing few times before and very damn sure I suck at kicking/holding/dribbling/passing the ball. It is just thing that I could not do like the back of my hand. Pity me!

Anyhow, it is world cup season and you wouldn't be surprised if I am really crazy about it now. In fact, I don't remember ever since I've started to fan Argentina and Netherlands national team this much. Both for me has come up with totally different tactics and strategies which incredibly have been proved in previous international qualification/friendship matches that they are there and ready to fight for the title this year. Both have great line up and both are top-notch and now, I am just rooting any of them to walk away with the cup. Waka waka!

the waltz instructor

photo credit here

the unattached's confession part I

This is too much, man. Six friends of mine just tied the knot to their life-partners on the same day yesterday, and this makes more than 10 of my friends have ended their bachelorhood just in June! Phew! Surely I'd have gone crazy if I was there and to be stuck between a rock and a hard place which wedding to attend as all of them is my good friends. Apparently, I was here and have a strong valid reason for couldn't make it. Bah! (Anyhow, I miss to be there and to rejoice the heart being with your old good friends because wedding is no doubt the perfect place to gather, and now I hate them for that!)

Peeps, talking about people at my age getting married (and even starting a family) makes me silently thinking how grown up am i now. It seems like just yesterday graduating from high school, hemming and hawing which course suits me better or blowing out my 19th birthday cake candles. Good grief, time moves too fast! Sometimes life is too pushy and it'd sound even ridiculous if any decisions that i will take in the near future is solely just because of that stupid peer pressure, he he.. (such a lame excuse from a guy who being single for six freaking years ha ha whatever!)

To all my friends who have just ended their bachelorhood and finally got married, I myself wish you a very happy married life!

K.K.K.M

These are what I've been doing for the past 6 weeks.

Department eleven: Community Health Field Study

There, we've been getting ourselves familiar with the so-not-systematic system (and a bumpy freaking ride!), battling with Chikungunya fever and the vector, Ae. albopictus, managing patients with a broad range of limitation and of course, all of these has left us with a tantalizing and mouth-watering desire to return!

On a personal level, the experience was priceless.

post-script: thanks to my great comrade for being there when times get too tough (and rough!). You just make it easier.

the singing doctor

Thanks to my two dear friends so that I could witness with my very own eyes a superb performance by this local powerhouse musician, Tompi when I almost gave up hope actually.

Performance that has brought down the house that night.

obsession

May 16, 2008

May 9, 2009

May 8, 2010

the vocalist, the bass-player, the gig and the fanatics a.k.a sheilaganks .. this is the easiest way to experience euphoria. What's yours?

a good ritual

it was a very fine night to enjoy dinner with my other 9 friends last night. we had a good laugh catching up on some snippets and latest gossip over dim sum fest. fyi, that was not the first time, in fact we did that many times before and reminiscing on a lot of stupid yet funny memories about each other had never bored us much. we laughed like no others business but end up no one felt disheartened. we know there will be another 'reunion' and the same topics will be discussed all over again, but we could not even care less. we believe this viscous cycle that can keep us alive here. good laugh, good food, good company, what else could you ask for?

post exam syndrome

my exam is over. i screwed up here and there but o what the heck, holiday is just way important to me. and talking about how idiot was i just now is really destroying the mood. i was startling like a 5 year old boy and sweating like a pig inside his room. all this while, i have been busy preparing myself with everything about immature senile cataract but end up getting bombarded with questions of congenital cataract which is apparently obviously not my cup of tea. anyway, a big thank you to my generous examiner who really loves me so much and still passes me. i think he might see a good fortune in me. bah!

post-script: when i was telling you i have been busy preparing myself with everything about IMSC, it was actually a big lie.