~Sandman~

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag. I'm not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not... broke I'm just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I've been in love with you...

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

Policeman says son you can't stay here,
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

People talk about the guy
Whos waiting on a girl...
Oohoohwoo
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world...
Hmmmm

Maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,
And you'll come running to the corner...
Cos you'll know it's just for you

I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved...

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
[Repeat in background]

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.


yes its me again, with another heart-felt song. heard this on the radio and it made me pull-over at the side just to listen properly to the lyrics.

the man who can't be moved. how possible is that? oh well. its a beautiful impossible love story. :) enjoy!

Haha..here i am again. And another amazing song. Check out the lyrics

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Look at me, look at me
hands in the air like it's good to be
ALIVE
and I'm a famous rapper
even when the paths're all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to "De Colores"
And "I'm Proud to be an American"
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look:

I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome

I can see your face on the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone

Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
ALIVE
In such a small world
All curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
I can split the atoms of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule

Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let'em all die in exasperation
Have'em all healed of their lacerations
Have'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like'em and
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
and I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handle bars
No handlebars

You’ve got the best of both worlds
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man then lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy, humble but you’re greedy
And based on your body language and shoddy cursive I’ve been reading
You’re style is quite selective though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests that this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don’t mind my nerve you can call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they’re quick and probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy, depending on how you take these words
I’m paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging

But it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blames
And the kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are
Here we are

We're still here

And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words and priceless pictures
We’ll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together
And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But its nice today, oh the wait was so worth it

Here we are


i never did realise what this song was all about. that the lyrics always just flew over me.

but then one day it dawned one me. that this song has never been closer to my heart. and where shall i go from here?

i guess only time will tell

i teared when i watched this video. Please do watch it. And please watch it in high quality.

It takes something so simple. To tell such an impressive story...that we are all ONE despite our differences and barriers.

What I wouldn't pay. To be in his shoes. To even have thought of such an impressive idea.

Enjoy. and Dance:)

I haven't blogged for so long!!!!!!
But I heard this song. And I couldn't resist the feelings welling up in me. And that occasional tear of sentimentality.

Good songs do that to me. All the time. I wonder whether its the notes. The background beats. The lyrics. Or just a sense of sadness that never goes away.

Anyway...here's the lyrics for the song. When will I ever be able to sing such lyrics with meaning and unabashedly. Is it never, forever?

Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair
though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday


Love songs. Are always what they are. Just songs.

i wrote an entry.
and it never got saved.
And I do not feel like writing it once again

oh well
let me try another medium.


It comes inevitable.
That this life has to end.
Our times of endless laughter
Mugging towards the holy grail.

It has been a good 5 years.
God forbid the sixth.
Yet how I wish I could hold all
In my heart and mind.

Time will have its way.
As the drifters come apart.
So let me grasp tightly
Upon the few that came my way.

Goodbye.
Friends.
Dreamers.
And the best of us all.

I hope I left a footprint
Cliched though it may be.
I know you did.
Etched ever so deeply in me.

Last night's playhouse struck home numerous emotions. So much so that I had to resurrect a dying blog just to find an outlet.

Before I wax lyrical about my batch, let me just say that the M2 play made me feel like deja vu. It was like I saw my life playing out right before me.

The reluctance to do medicine. Doing medicine just because my parents wanted me to. Fighting back just for the sake of fighting back. And then realising that perhaps I do wanna do medicine. I have been aimless most of my life. And now that the finals are approaching. I guess its game set. And somehow, I don't feel that upset anymore. Making a difference in the lives of others. Wow. I never knew I could do something like that.


I think I felt a tumult of emotions and a tear or two during last night's playhouse. It didn't matter whether we won. Though of course that just made the night sweeter. Its just that I realise I am going to miss this class when everything ends and everybody parts ways.

Doing internship has made me realised...that once life starts proper and work starts proper... we bid adieu to this carefree life of ours and plunge headlong into the next.

This has been a good five years. And god forbid it become the sixth year. But regardless, I hope I keep a few friends with me in this walk of time. At least a few. Though I do not doubt the fact that time will make drifters of us all.

To Friends. Dreamers. And the best of us all.
I hope I left an imprint in your hearts as you did in mine.

Yea. I think bali to me consisted of 6 meals a day and attempting to sleep. lolz. I barely saw the beach, rarely saw the sun and spent most of my time eating and lounging.

zomg. what a different beach holiday. lolz


in perfect fear mode now. 1 week more to paeds and medicine SIP. fear mode just went up a notch after typing this line.

thank god for nice CG mates:) ahhhhh...1 wk left. my god.
half of me wants to play all the way
the other half knows the first half will die if i don't start reading abit.

and then an invisible voice goes ....."just do what u wish"

and then everything comes falling down.

sidenote : Jason Mraz's new album is brilliant. We sing, we dance, we steal things.

Now, watching Baccano! was simply the most intriguing anime experience I ever had. I must safely say this is the only anime so far that has kept me interested, from episode 1 to 13. Thanks so much peilin!!

Basically, the series starts from a totally incomprehensible first episode and slowly builds up into a omgwtf incredible tale. The sheer ingenuity of the writers...being able to throw 3 major storylines, 18 major characters into an exhilariating ride.

Whats more incredible, is the fact that all 3 major storylines are in different timelines, appear to not have a single link between each other. But yet like small parts of a jigsaw puzzle, they all come together to tell a tale spanning decades and centuries.

now i am not revealing much. cause there's just no point. contact me if you wanna try watching this great series.

read this if you want a better blow by blow review:)
http://psgels.blogsome.com/category/finished-series/baccano/

oh gawd. i must say the O&G exams are really one of a kind. OSCES was a nightmare which still leaves me with ripples of fear till now.

for the uninitiated. OSCES consisted of 11 ten minute stations which you went to, got grilled, got your ass handed to you and basically stuttered and stammered while your brain kept shouting "shit shit shit. what else. what else. what was in the last article i read?!! ARGHHHH!!!!"

the first station was a disaster of Titanic proportions. Of all my greatest fears, episotomy station came up. I, sad to say, have never done a single stitch before. And one pelvic trainer workshop teaching you how to sew torn vaginals up is so not going to help me at this:(

and so i panicked, blanked out and basically stared at the examiner with the words " I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO" written all over me. front and back.

and so i failed that station.

and then went through the rest with trepidation trying so desperately to impress cause all that went through my mind was "OH FUCK. NOW I HAVE TO DO WELL FOR THE OTHERS TO COVER UP FOR THE FIRST SHITTY STATION"

well. some went well. some i struggled through. while some sank and stank.

oh please. oh gods of O&G.
lemme pass. The theory papers' up still. but please lemme pass. I have no wish to spend another one month reviewing the female pelvic organs. I have had it up to here with them.

*groan*

you know. i doubt i am ever gonna like O&g. but yet the exam-fearing part of me is screaming "i don't wanna fail!!" on and on. just like an incessant fog-horn.

ruxin was right. i was never suited for this. its nice to listen and hear stories of others who have gone through the same regret as me. We who struggle and toil looking for a bright light out of all this madness.

why did we all do medicine? not all of us would if given one more choice. and one more time to flip the coin.

well. would you?

and of all the me-with-my-god-complex-yet-devastatingly-rich-and-well-kempt doctors i have seen along the way. what did u really want to do honestly?

I find myself devastatingly attracted to tragically beautiful love stories. You know the kind...where the whole world stops to look at you. Like you are the only story that runs in the foreground. Where people end up dying. lamenting. and never getting what they need. Tears provoking, heart wrenching. Who cares that there was never a happy ending. The entire progress is enough to etch memories so deep its like torching it into your soul with a welding flame.

forgive me. its just me in a mood. it feels really good to know i still have emotions. at least i am writing once again. =)

you know. i think kewei deserves as much plugging as possible. after all. its hard pressed to find some one that talented and so pretty as her. lolz.

i like SONG 3!!!

Sighz. Kinda hating season 2 of heroes. I was quite ok with everything at first. Even with the weird story arcs spanning eras and time. As in, i thought it was refreshing...how the script writers tried to have 4-5 arcs at a time to give enough variety to pull the crowds in.

but omg omg....can't you just kill Sylar off for good? Like remove him once and for all? Really hating him. He is nothing except for the the gore and macabre and pure evilness he brings to the show. How one-sided is that. Lolz. Just like a 70's cartoon villian. Pure evil and brooding with no other aspect in sight.

so u kill off nathan. Resurrect Maya. Kill off niki (who is so damn hot). And leave a Sylar behind. Even Adam Monroe was so much better than sylar!!! at least adam was witty to say the least:(

sighz. waitin for season 3. which i doubt will be anywhere soon. Kinda feels lacking. Like nothing changed between season 1 and season 2. Feels so much like eating candy floss and lookin down at the remnants saying "Oh, its all just air"

Kinda sad to have to leave my faction and end my days in Granado Espada.

but at 2am in the wee morning bathing and thinkin about my life.

realised its time to put an end to this and do what is necessary for life.

but its been fun though. i never knew playing an MMORPG, being in a faction, having friends all around was so much fun.

haha..
goodbye Wrath OF God.

I love this song. usually its on in the wee hours of the morning. going on. and on. and on.

its a wonder how simple songs tug the most at your heartstrings.

the song's for u. :) i hope u like it as i do!

yeah. i'm back. with a light-hearted post about last night's quad-fac bash.
Quite surprised that we won the dance competition this year, seeing how liana, amanada, stephrene and I have yet to dance for the past 1 yr. lolz. we only had 3 practices and we are panicking like crazy cuz we kept forgetting our choreo.

its been so long since i clubbed. and everybody commented i looked damn hyper and happy. lolz. i think i miss dancing i guess. and its very rare that i get to do somethin lidat.

paeds has been fun yet tiring. i can't seem to bring myself to mug mug mug. yet its really quite fun to play with the kids. they are like little funny gremlins. kinda like me. i find that i can act stupid around them and nobody will judge. which makes dreary hospital ward work so much more meaningful. lolz

k. await more posts. i am back with a vengeance. and i am here to stay.

Hello guys, this is Anubis.


Let me tell you guys more about myself, stuff you may never know if not for this entry.

I like dogs, but I prefer barkers to yelpers. I am gonna name my dog Xiao Gou, but I am undecided between that and COOOOOooOOookie.
D don't
O over-
G game

My favourite game is currently Granado, screw DOTA.
D on't
O overdose in
T oxic
A Addiction.

I currently have an infected ear, cos despite my allergy to nickel, I stubbornly refuse to change to pure silver. My ear stinks like socks.


I like emergency medicine, but hate the lifestyle. So I think I will be a general physician next time. So I will have more time to game. I am currently doing Ophthalmology, and I love the eye candies, but hate the specialty.

I actually have 2 birthmarks. Ask me if you want to see them. One of the birthmarks is christened.

That's all for now. Tune in more for further updates.

yeah. it took me quite a while to pen this post. But yeah. I am back:)

I guess this 2 weeks has been one heck of a experience, and one heck of a trying time. Was initially very stressed as the leader, kept thinking what I did wrong or whether anything could be improved. But the whole team was amazing. That everybody helped each other, and were all so motivated to work.

all in all. We saw about 500 patients over the space of 6 days of clinics. There were the disappointing ones, the patients who freeloaded and came for medications. There were the ones we hoped we helped symptomatically. And the worst were the ones who were so sick but we couldn't do anything about it.

There is a lot of work that still needs to be done. Grand ideas don't come alive after one time. They come alive after several years. And I have no idea what we can do about Tuberculosis, HIV or even simple eye problems. I have no idea what we can do about chronic lifestyle diseases.

Hopefully somebody will provide us the answers. Or with experience, miracles will happen. And more things will take shape.

Till then. Just wanna enjoy the rest of my holidays:)

hi guys.
off to cambodia from now till 19th June.
hope you guys will be ok in singapore.
will try to blog here if possible while i am overseas.

pray for our project k. hopefully things go well
starting with clearance of the drugs at customs.

oh pls pls pls let the drugs clear at the customs!!!

this is so much better than the original version by Death Cab for Cutie.
Watch, listen and cry.

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark