Hey there people. I have set up a new blog at http://caseyche.blogspot.com. Although I might continue updating this blog, all future updates will be at my new blog. Cheers. And may the Force be with you...

Currently Reading Foundation and Earth By Isaac Asimov see related

The past few weeks have been pretty fun. I watched 3 movies, namely Sky High, Doom, and Zorro 2, had loads of fun during my GP posting and to top it off, I finally managed to purchase a flight sim game, after weeks of fruitless searching.

I saw a couple of fairly interesting cases during my GP posting. Allow me to elaborate.

Case 1:  A boy of about 4 yrs of age comes in with his parents. He presents with a rash around his mouth. Cause of rash? Cat bite. Literally. The boy had tried to take a chunk out of the family pet with his teeth. The cat survived though. And the boy got a rash. It's apparently some form of contact dermatitis.

Case 2: A woman comes in with her husband. She's holding a hankerchief to her mouth. She's coughing and appears to be a great deal of discomfort. The smell of chlorine permeates in the air. Her husband claims that she accidentally drank Chlorox®. The doctor tells them to proceed to the nearest hospital immediately. Accident? Yeah, right. Attempted suicide more like it. I need not elaborate on the corrosive effects of chlorine when it comes into contact with the soft tissues of the gastro-intestinal tract.

That's all for today. May the Force be with you.

Final Fantasy VII - Advent Children = WOW!

Ok... so the story may not be clear if you hadn't played the game; the fighting scenes may be a little unreal; the girls may be too cute to be true; and not even a Jedi Master could Force jump *that* high, yeah.

But, the movie's still good. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

May the Force be with you.

Flute

I took up the Chinese flute for my last elective. Things I learnt:

1. Playing the flute is not as easy as it looks.

2. I can't play the flute well.

3. The flute is not as elegant as it looks.

4. The way I play it, my flute sounds like a dying duck, on steroids.

5. Replacing the membrane is such a hassle.

This is how my first lesson went...

Instructor (Ins): *demonstrates how to hold flute* Ok, you put you fingers here, and here, and here, and here. Make sure you cover all the holes. Airtight, ok?

Me: *thinks* wtf? I need, like, rubber fingers to do what he is doing... nnnnggghhhhh, struggles to stretch fingers to cover the holes... Ah ow ow ow... cramp....

Ins: Ok? Let me see.... No no no, not like that. *grins* Like this *grabs my fingers and forcibly moves them into the right position*

Me: *grimaces, ow ow ow ow* wtf does he think he's trying to do? *pretends to look enlightened* Oh, ok, like that...

Ins: Now, put your lips to the mouthpiece and blow, like this. *wooooooooo.....*  Looks easy right?

Me: *tries vainly* *whsssssshh...wshsssshhsssshh...shssshhwwssshhsssss...* Gah! Wtf?

Ins: No no no. Not like that. Must touch your lips to it exactly in the centre, see. Use you lips to feel the mouthpiece, right in the centre, then blow, smoothly.... *woooooooooo.....*

Me: *thinks* let's try that again. *feels for centre of mouthpiece with lower lip* ok... *wshhhsshhssssssss...shshhshwwsshshsshshhs...stupid flute... shshhshshhshshswonk!*

Ins: There! You got it.

Me: *shwshshhshshshhshssssWOOOOONNNNKKKKKshshhssww..* huh? how come your's went 'woooooooo' but mine goes 'woooonnnkkkkk', like a car horn???

Ins: Oh? I've been playing for 22 years.

Me: pbbth...What? You mean I need to play for 20 years to get the sound to be like yours!!!???

Ins: Errr, no lar, only abt 12 years. Don't worry, very fast one.

Me: *jaw drops, eyes bulge* *wtf , i just bought an instrument that's gonna take me 12 years to learn?* *turns pale*

Ins: hahhahahhahhaha, just kidding. Don't look so shocked. Your flute sounds like that coz the membrane not taut enough. Here, let me show you....

Me: *unclenches fist, exhales, takes deep breath.*

May the Force be with you.

Anger

Anger consumes. Anger feeds hatred. Anger burns. Anger destroys. Anger leads to the Dark Side.

Which is why I have to turn away from it.

How does one deal with anger? How does one cool the fires of rage? How does one dampen this stream of flames which seem to feed of the very essence of hell? How does one confront anger?

Many things make me angry, but recently, I've become increasingly edgy. It was alright when I had things to occupy myself with: the latest computer games, exams to worry about, work to catch up with, pals to hang around with. Back when the music seemed livelier and my friends friendlier. Back when most things were coming along smoothly and the world seemed the perfect place to be. Not anymore.

Anger motivates but clouds judgement. Perhaps I can no longer think clearly. Perhaps it's just me. Perhaps the moon is made of swiss cheese. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

Perhaps I can't trust the people I used to trust anymore. The people whom I thought would be there for me when I needed them most. The people I thought would support me when I required their help. The people I used to believed in. The people I once thought were my best friends The people I once considered the siblings I never had. The people who betrayed my trust and have hurt me more than they can possibly know.

Well, this is a message to anyone who falls into the above categories: Fuck Off.

Some of you claim to be God-fearing. Some of you claim to be kind. Some of you claim to be holy.

Hypocrites.

The Dark Side beckons. Do you turn away from it, face it, or embrace it?

I pray for your souls.

May the Force be with you.