Saturday, August 04, 2007 | 1:13 pm

i noe wad i wanna do

after wks of intensive reveision 4 chem, we finally had our break one fine chem period. its not dat e teacher, bill has stopped revising, he did give us alotta stuff to do (e chem pracs on fri were killer! yes, i had 2 instead of 1 owing to e fact dat i procrastinated on e previous one :P), but dis one lesson somewhere near e end of e wk, he juz asked each n every one of us wad we wanted to do after we graduated n all.

frankly speaking, personally, i haf no clue wad i wanna do. when i was a lill kid, i often wuld fall sick (yes, a weak constitution, coupled wif e fact dat im accident-prone makes a reali lethal concoction. its quite amazing my parents haf so lill white hair!). so yepp, dat means mani trips to e pediatrician. n i mean MANI MANI trips. bleahx. n 4 some weird reason i tot it wuld be fun to be a doc (= ahhh, e naiveness & innocence of a kid. wish i had dat, though at dis age, most of my tots when i was a kid (lyk building myself a rocket so dat i can go exploring e moon! off course if i succeeded, i'ld haf died of lack of oxygen )= ), will at dis age be considered juz wishful thinking. crappy how age screws us over, limits our dreams. dude, it totali kills us. mi wonders y the hell was i so eager to grow up. wth man, when i was still a kid, no extended essays, no practical reports, no individual oral commentaries, no... yeah, u get e idea.

ok im digressing. ok, so yepp, naturally my first ambition wuld be to be a doc. my dad, lol, he's a great dad, even bought mi a toy doc's kit wif dese stuff a doc wuld use, but all made of plastic. it was quite fun. i rmb my parents even let mi bring e stuff wif mi to e doc once for a regular checkup. n i rmb e doc even let mi use my toy stethoscope on him to listen to his heartbeat. was quite funnie. oh n i loved it when my doc checked my knee-jerk reflex reaction, u noe, e one where he hits ur knee or somewhere dere, wif a small hammer, n ur lower leg juz automatically kicks. yepp (=

my next ambition, oh i rmb dis clearly, was to be a surgeon. wth. i guess i din noe how gruesome it actuali is to be cutting pple up. off course surgeons will eventually sew dem baq tog. oh yepp, n off course i was first inspired to be dat by another incident. okie, i haf dis small 'double' nail in my ring finger on my left hand. its juz, well, another nail i tink, n its reali small, onli grows on e left side of my finger, juz under my nail. so yepp, my finger looks lyk any other finger, it juz has another small nail under e big nail, if u look at it frm e front view. oh yeah, it hurts when i cut e other nail. which makes cutting nails a painful, teary job. urgh.

parents sent mi for an op to haf e nail removed. i duno how, i guess e surgeon will try n remove e nail n its roots or wadever. e guy doin e op, a gd church fren n fren of e family's is a reali reali gd surgeon. he did several ops on my late paternal grandma hu had a long medical history of probs. unfortunately, cancer did her in eventually wif a relapse )= so yepp, i nv got to noe her, she passed when i was 4. off course at dat time, i dunno wad was death, my mom juz told mi n my sis she's 'sleeping' n we were lyk, y wun she wake up? i guess dat innocent qn musta been quite painful, thx God i din ask my dad or it will be worse, but yeah, my mom maintained her composure, for fear of scaring us, n juz repeated she's asleep n told us not to disturb her. sighz.

ok neways, yepp when i was lyk, 6 or 7, i wanted to be a surgeon! woohoo! i rmbed e minor op i had for e double nail. was quite interesting, was a lill scared when pre op, e doc told mi he was gonna cut my finger open. i was lyk, nooooo! dun cut mi open! its gonna hurt! but juz dun cut mi open! okie nvm. lol. was quite fun. a lill, scared, but din cry or nething. so yepp, was wheeled into e operating theatre (wonder y its called theatre? watching pple get cut up isnt dat gd a show, is it?) n off course, dere were e trade mark bright lights above my head. den e nurse told mi to cough, i did, n felt a sharp pain in my right hand. dey had put in e drip. den sth was clipped onto one of my fingers, to measure my heart rate. finally e mask, which for some weird reason i was quite afraid of, was put over my mouth n e nurse asked mi to count backwards from 10, stating dat it was nice smelling, lyk strawberries n i wuld quickly fall asleep. so i went, 10, 9, r u sure dis will work? n e nurse was quite patient, she went, dun worrie, cont counting. so i went 8, 7, 6, 5, HOW COME IM NOT FEELING SLEEPY YET? lol. i was terrified of e tot dat i'll be awake to see dem cut my poor finger open. and feel it too. but yepp, she went, c'mon, okie imagine u're in a nice party, describe it or sth. sth liddat, she wanted mi to tell her some story or sth. which i did. n i quickly fell asleep. when i woke up, i was known as e brave boy hu told e surgeon n e nurses stories in e op theatre. lol.

so yepp, dats it. except 4 one not so minor detail. e double nail regrew, my parents forced mi to go for another op. was braver den, even felt it kinda fun (= but neways, guess wad? e double nail regrew AGAIN. URGH. i hope nv to be in an operating theatre again. unless im e surgeon off course (=

but yepp, im a lill scared of needles, n blood. but being a surgeon could still be an option (= n off course dere's other stuff lyk soldier (no, please, no), astronaut, pilot (rite, dats for fish, my classmate to be), scientist (albeit a mad one), etc.

i dunno. wanted to go into nanotech engineering or chemical engineering & material sci, but, wif e maths involved, i dun tink so. well, mebbe, see how.

okie baq to e story. so when i told bill i had no idea, he said, u arh, hmmm, u'ld be a gd pediatrician, cos i tink u'll be reali gd wif kids. dats quite a gd idea. which off course reminded mi of e trips to e pediatrician in e past n all. wad memories (=

in case y'all r wonderin wad e heck a pediatrician is, its a doc hu cares for children instead of adults.

okie, dats abt it. time to play paintball (=

cutefish (aspiring pediatrician)