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If you're bored enuf to traverse to or across this small corner of the
internet medium, then i guess it is probably my duty to at least
entertain for a small duration of time
Let me start with an anecdote of Anatomy Prac on Thursday. Having read the prac summary, deeming it useless instantaneously, the decision was not to go. A little flicker
of doubt lay in my mind, and was given very serious consideration
during the time frame of that flicker, which one could almost describe
as trivial. The fact that the content would probably be examinable in
less than 4 days was of little value in its futile attempt to change my
decision.
Firmly set in my mind not to waste this 3hrs on anatomy, I proceeded to
waste as much of these 3hrs on pool, 9 ball, billiards and cut-throat
instead. Now, to those who play the game regularly, it seems natural,
but thinking logically about it... the game does seem a little strange!
Why would somebody invent a game for putting balls into pockets, by
hitting them with other balls, which are in turn pushed by the most
disadvantageous device, a pointy stick. After much heated and well
though out discussion, lasting 20secs at most, the general consensus
reached on the inventor's identity was drunkard, no brain, and
too much time.
The logical follow on from such an important topic of discussion, would
be perhaps why we would play it, but of course that was far too trivial
for us to strain our minds over. I mean, it's not like we have too much
time on our hands. We proceeded with no conversation, stupidly hitting
a white ball around with a pointy stick... until... somebody chalked it
up, whence the question beggin attention was who the hell thought of
and actually tried using a writing implement, to put on a pointy stick
to hit a ball?
There are some really crazy ppl out there!
Enough of that...
Now I get to be selfish and self-centred in my world (How disgraceful? I mean, How dare he?), not like it's my blog is it?
...anyway...
Had an opthal placement on Wed... forcing me out of bed an awfully
inhumanely awkwardly early hour of 8:30am... so inconsiderate! Still
affected by the lack of sleep from this evil inconsiderate act aimed
directly at me... for some unknown reason... I stumbled my way into the
hospital, asked directions, and walked into the wrong clinic with the
wrong doctor! After cursing a couple hundred times in full audibilty of
everybody present, I did eventually correct my mistake.
Luckily it was an eye and ear hospital, so 1/2 of the people would be
blind so couldn't see me, and the other 1/2 would be deaf and wouldnt
be able to hear me.
...hopefully...
Thursday night saw me at a rehearsal, the last one before a concert
sight-reading half of the music. The conductor didn't seem to notice,
and carried on, so perhaps it wasn't such a big deal.
Come concert night Saturday, the performance seemed to work out not too
badly, and apparently a record crowd had been lured this time, to
create a Full House. They must've known I was playing of course! :P
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though, hopefully i can be like you and many others, and become a successful doctor. Well, nice meeting you and have a great day~ 
