At onyee's request I shall blog.

Mastura is a sleeping beside me,grumbling about some random tot nosh about 'reading between the lines' and tosh, which i think u wont understand cause i dun understand myself, so erase the previous jumble and just keep in mind that she is sleeping beside me and grumbling. (actually only her head is on the bed, cause she's really a giant and my room is simple liliput.)

Med school has revealed itself as more law than medicine, and we were taught all the ethical thorns that accompanies a career in medical profession, and i had to argue how our system is egalitarian, libertarian or utilitarian, the last of which being a pain in the ass since everthing, i think, is egalitarian and libertarian. evil twin can attest to this, since i rope in her high power artsy brain to help me in this.

Other than that was the a little, ahem, *inspiring* lecture on PBL, where... never mind, public space, i shall not bastardised. Besides, they had a tea reception to keep tempers down and interest up.

I hope there will not be another SARS episode in singapore. We had a mask fitting exercise today, where we had really bitter tasting things sprayed with our mask on, and we are not suppose to taste it. I could taste the first two really faintly with the first mask, extremely strongly with the second mask, and faintly again by the fourth try with the first mask again. By then i got fed up and said i tasted nothing, cause i hoped that it is a residue from the previous effect...

Mastura is sleeping in sophoric bliss. i think i shall nap too. *yawns* satisfied, onyee? hahaha :D