What I am learning now:

The Suprachiasmatic Nucleus located just above the optic chiasm functions as part of our Biological Clock!!!! Cool!!

Growing UP II

Dearest Yamapi,

You might say...awwh GRace its ok ....Cest' la vie~~ You'll be ok in no time....
Then I'll tell you...no...I wont be ok...I NEED to toughen up...I need to be MEan and Bitchy and be able to protect myself from being a vicim to "taken advantaged of by my so called frens and roommate..(URRGGG I HATE HER NOW)

WEll, let me tell you my two recent stories that further strenghtened by lesson "DO NOT BE NICE"

Story one:
Last night, I went to a club, La Musique for a Traffic Light Party. I went with Lynn, Nano and Selina. Yea..all gurls ...im so sad. Ok the dancing and the club is ok...if not TRMEndously BORING.......there werent ANY hot / cute asian guys around ...i was SO disappointed ...anyways..i pulled thru quite well....had two vodka drinks (free) and when we were leaving at around 1.30am..i met Shivani (THe birthday gurl) standing outside with Jessye and Chris and her crazy friend Senina(im not sure how to spell her name but i LOVe her!!) and i stopped by to chat. When i turned around the girls are GONE!!!! THEY LEFT WITHOUT ME!!!.................that concludes my story.............

Story two:

We all know that the stupid HArry PoTTEr 7 movie would be on cinemas on the 19 of november here in Montreal. But REz had a way of getting 20 tickets for each floor to watch the stupid movie on the 18. Ok. MY current roommate(Jane) is terribly excited about this. So she went to buy the tickets just a while ago...and was practically jumping in joy and screaming over my good-natured questions on where is she gonna watch the movie? ok. I forgive her due to her LOVE for HP. then she turned around and i could almost see the gears turning in her brain and then a light bulb lighted on her head...and she said : " GRace! You should buy a ticket too" Even if you're not going. Then you could sell it to someone else....oh wait! You could sell it to Hannah(her friend)!" and im like O.o "wwat?" And she kept on going...."Why? Aren't hannah your friend too? You talk to her right?" I gave her a skeptical look and said :"No....she is your friend" Then she said..."Aww come on gracie.... I know you want to....I'll give you the money and you can buy the tickets for her, how bout that?" and im thinking...if hannah really wants to buy the ticket then why dont she buy it for herself? Why trouble me? she wont even thank me for it and she'll be having fun..not me..and i have to go buy the ticket? So, I said:"No" But she kept going on....asking me to buy it so i stood up when to buy the ticket just to shut her up..........I hate myself now, i feel like a loser being manipulated and used by my roommate who doesnt give a damn about how i feel or my rights.....

Growing UP part I

Dearest Yamapi,

I think growing up is a hard and complicated process. There are so much more that I need to learn, so much more stuff that I need to know, I need to be good at in order to survive and strive in the society I am living in.

Due to the tremendous demands on future medical students (all rounded in academics, sports, volunteering, work experience , outstanding social status, outstanding persona) ....I find that most undergraduate-med-student-wannabes here are all too competitive, conceited and generally not friendly and nice. They want future doctors to SUPER smart, fawned by the public and practically he/she meet and idolized by everyone in terms of their outstanding intelligence and knowledge and money-making capability....................that is such a sad phase of life........ indeed what Prof Tsantrizos (my organic chemistry prof)quoted "The most poisonous substance known to man is not any chemical but the human heart" is true.

Human hearts stained and tainted by greed, pursue of power and fame, money..........where did all the nice people go? Where are the friendly dentists who give out free toothbrush to kids? Or the Surgeons who perform kidney transplants for a VERY reduced price (My uncle)? Where goes that characteristic, the basis of providing medical care to injured people who are in pain and agony, the urge to help relieve their pain that doctors used to possess?? Where?
Nice ? You say? They are EXTINCT...being "nice" would NEVER get you ANYWHERE ...that's the harsh and cruel truth that I have to learn over and over again in my life....why? because I AM NICE...I am nice to everyone who I consider a Friend but who may not necessarily consider me as their friend.......tragic isnt it? Am I gonna BE EXtinct as well?? If I dont toughen up...I might......

Nowadays you go to the hospital with a splitting headache and a terrible cold to see the doctor only to find a person in white coat sitting opposite you looking more temperamental than you are and hey....you swallow down all your complaints and feebily mumbled something like "ah...its just a teeny little headache and sniffe, I'll be ok in a jiffy....sorry to disturb your impossibly jammed day". Then, you'll walk out of the hospital feeling luckier and better than that pratictioner whose main purpose is to help sick people but are themself in worse condition than any of us..........