pure sweet liberation (and some loose hairs)

hohohoho!

i feel like some trick can snake, you know the kind that you try like mad to squeeze into the can and when u finally open the top - POP - you get a faceful of very wrinkled snake :) kids love this. it's quite amazing to observe how they would painstakingly prod the wobbly piece-o-sh*t into the can with critical capacity 1/3 that of the total nett volume of the aforementioned snake, and then they slam the cap on and grin a salivary grin and then pop open the cap facing their own faces. then they go *huur!* when the snake twangs their little noses - repeat the procedure n times, or until the nose develops rashes and mama comes in to confiscate the saliva-sodden canned snake.

well prelims were as screwed as a pina colada, so let's leave it at that and lumber on to a levels which lies in the very very distant future somewhere 30 eons and my marriage away :) just now i told my doctor that i had approximately as much chance of getting into NUS med fac as shangliumei has of getting into taiwan politics, but now in retrospect i suppose shangliumei does have a chance of getting elected after all, keeping in mind how absolutely lawless and fantastically insane the entire cabinet is. meaning that my statement doesn't stand, either at 5% significance or the entire chi-squared distribution worth of significance.

come to think of it, the last math question asked me to evaluate if the female birds' tendency to roost resulted in a significant deviation from the capturing ratio of 1 male to 1 female blackbird. i allowed myself to drool retardedly over the 3 lines of question 30biii for about 5 minutes, after which i decided that my severely incapacitated brain had absolutely zero chance against this lethal question cruelly worded in zulu so i just gave up and shuffled my stationery around the desk until the invigilator yelled pens down. it was so... pathetically hopeless. haha me against the prelims was like pitting mr bean against The Terminator. just a few weak giggles and a sick splattering against the wall at high velocity :D

anyway now it's of penultimate importance to tweak my health and mind back to full steam for the next round of exams, which is pretty much akin to dunking in muck 15 times consecutively and then subjection to a few megawatts worth of electric shock. i'm glad to say i'm pretty much fine except for some nagging weirdness which could be nothing, or something, or just a stunned canary stuck in my chest, in which case i'd really better get down to losing weight so stupid yellow tweety-wannabes don't get lost in the vast expanse of my thoracic cavity and i don't have to worry my already precariously empty head over it :) doctor also proclaims i don't have dengue, so that's another thing less to think about. Dengue festival, eh, pam? hyukhyuk :)

suddenly i'm gripped by the need to buckle my knees and crumple face down onto the floor and remain there staring motionlessly into space for 5 minutes. like those really amazing korean horror show actresses wearing dark clothes and doing funny things like this. i saw this scene in one of those movies, during which there is absolutely no dialogue or subtitles or any explanation of any kind regarding this bizarre collapse and leaving the totally freaked out audience to believe that movie budgets in korea are really running so thin that they're resorting to hiring part time amateurs from the epileptics society or the local asylum :) speaking of which i told my dear gp that i blanked out in bio paper and he promptly decided i was too tense. ummm. and he says, it's a good thing the paper was done sitting down cos otherwise given my horrendous state of mind and body i might have re-enacted the abovementioned korean horror movie scene in the middle of bio paper and the edge of the hall. THAT would be scary, haha. and he also said that the long term course of antibiotics i'm taking has more side effects than i thought (and i thought i already experienced the whole spectrum of them already). including thinning hair! hahahahahaha. i guess i can forget about applying to be the next ad girl for clairols, cos if i swung my head that way i guess whatever quivering strands of alpha helices i have still attached to the scalp would promptly drift down with that swing. heh. *shudders*

well i can't wait to frame up my 4 fantastic flying machines (f grades) - don't think anyone in hwachongian history has ever achieved such a feat :)