Passport day!

It has been a few months now...hasn't it? Haha...

I've been busy with my finals and after that with my partner medical school stuff. The days are long ahead =D

Anyway, talking about partner medical school (PMS), I recently have to apply for a passport in order to accept my offer letter.

There I go, right from my tiny little shack in KL to the Immigration Centre in Sri Rampai to register for my passport. I went there a few weeks ago and the queue was very long. Back then, I wasn't desperate for it and I went back home. But then, last Thursday, I was REALLY REALLY DESPERATE for it.

So, I went to the immigration centre in Sri Rampai and reached there at around 10am. I know I'm relatively late (cause if you want to do things fast in immigration centres especially, the rule is, you have to be there 30 minutes before the office opens which means you got to be there at 7am).

Queueing for the number itself took me about 1hr and 30 minutes. Waiting for my number took about 3hr 30 minutes. After passing in the form, waiting to pay the passport money took me another 1hr. Finally to take the passport took me another 2 hr 30 minutes.

Altogether 8 hours spent just to get a little small red book done.

There were just so many people and not enough chairs in the office. I just hope that the government would start to increase its efficiency and quality of services starting with the immigration department.

8 hours spent by a few hundred people just to make one small little red book meant lost of productivity by that few hundred people and obviously, this would be a lost to the country.

To add salt to MY wound, at about 6.30pm after I got my passport, I found out that there was a pasar malam on and my car was stuck at the parking lot surrounded by stalls. My phone was out of battery and I did not have any small change to make a public call for help.

So I have to change for some coins and start calling my dad to pick me up. What a bad day eh? =D

When life gets tough....

When life gets tough, how do we face it?

Many people have different different ways of adaptation. Even clinical depression is counted as an adaptation, but is that the way you want to end up being?

Semester 5 is indeed a challenging time for me. With so much distractions around me and so much work to do, sometimes I just wish I can walk out of my room and take a week break to rest. But I know, if I were to do this, my EOS 5 is as good as gone.

I was pretty stressed up recently due to some issues with my colleagues as well as the amount of accumulated work undone. Yet, at the end of the day, God took away my stress and pressures and gave me joy and happiness.

Listen to this.

Problems come and when they come, they usually come in bulk. If we were to focus on the problem, the problem will just seemed to increase and there would be no way out. Eventually, the problem will take you with it and you'll become the problem to the people around you.

Ms Vera, my zone leader for my cell group shared that in order to solve problems, we must start thinking of the solutions. We need to start focussing on the solutions so that our mind would be towards thinking of more solutions and slowly, solutions will start appearing in our mind.

Proverbs 3:5-6 tells us to trust in the Lord with all our heart and lean not on our own understanding and in all ways, acknowledge Him and He shall direct our paths.

Who on this earth by worrying about problems around him can add an hour to his life? Therefore, do not worry and start looking towards God. Ask and you shall receive, knock and it will be open.

God has been good to me. With the amount of problems that hit me recently, I am lucky that God brought me out from such terrible situation whereby emptiness and stress haunt me almost everyday.

Thank you God and may my thoughts be a powerful encouragement to all of you.

Creating a caring community =D

Everyday we flip the newspaper, we see news about politicians politicking again each other. A rich man dies and it appears in the first page of the newspaper. It appears to me as if the mass media is more concerned about the rich and famous people.

To be truthful to you, if you drive from KL to PJ, you would probably not noticed anyone poor or needy throughout your journey. All that concerns you is to reach your destination in time.

Let me give you a challenge. Take a walk around Kuala Lumpur by your legs. Walk and pause every few minutes and look at the things around you. There are so many poor people around but yet, why wouldn't we feel it in our daily lives?

For some, without a BMW is poor. For some, not owning 10 pairs of shoes is poor.

How about those that does not have a place to stay and doesn't have proper meals? Being human, we tend to judge and probably say that these beggars have hands and legs and they can work. But, have you hear their side of the story?

Jesus saw, learnt, listen and responded to the sick man according to the gospel of John.

First of all, we need to pause and start looking around with concentration. A caring eye stops and look around for signs of poor and needy people.

Media nowadays put a big big big billboard of the smallest things on earth. An iPod shuffle for example earned a big big billboard advertisement while poor people probably earn a A4 paper cut to highlight their terrible living conditions.

Secondly, we need to have a open heart to learn or seek some knowledge about the poor and needy people.

I ask because I care. We see a poor man on the road. How long has he been living at the roadside? Where are his family? What does he always do and how can I help him? He could have him there for years and years and his family have probably left him. After we know about his situation, then we can find the best solution to help him which is to provide shelter and food for him and train him so that he can work for himself in the future.

Thirdly, we need to have ears which are willing to listen.

We see a beggar on the road coming towards us. Automatically in your mind is to avoid the beggar and automatically too you'll judge the beggar. You'll probably call him a lazy person. But when you listen to what the beggar has to say, you learnt that he has tried to find jobs many many times but no one is willing to hire him because he is disabled in a certain way.

We need to understand the poor and listen to them. There is an old man who is very very rich. His son gives him thousands and thousands of money every month and this old man can buy virtually anything. But he is still not happy. Why? That's cause all he wants is a call from his son. (so, faster get your phones and give a call to your parents =D)

Fourthly, we need to have hands and feets that will respond.

There is no use talking about poor people everyday when no one actually goes into the field and help him. You can talk about ways to help them every single day but these poor people would not benefit unless you go in and help them out. =D

I am not a pastor and I don't really know how to encourage everyone around me to be caring people.

But what I want to point is, as Christians, we are here to love one another. Love your neighbour, says God. Your neighbour would include everyone including those poor people on the street.

I hope one day, Malaysia will be a caring nation with lots and lots of caring communities around. =D

Why English is so hard to learn?

Almost 21 years of life already, I still do not know exactly what are verbs, nouns, adjectives, etc... Probably my teachers didn't do a great job during my primary and secondary school in explaining these words for me.

But in less than 10 minutes today, I fully understood what these words are and what they represent.

But still, there are so many things in English which are difficult.

Watch!


We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;

But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes.

The one fowl is goose, but two are geese;

Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.

You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice;

But the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,

Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?

The cow in the plural may be cows or kine.

But the plural of vow is vows, not vine.

And I speak of a foot, and you show me your feet.

But I give you a boot - would a pair be called a beet?

Of one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,

Why shouldn't the plural if booth be called beeth?

If the singular is this, and the plural is these,

Should the plural of kiss be nicknamed kese?

Then one may be that, and three may be those,

Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.

We speak of brother, and also of brethren,

But though we may mother, we never say methren.

The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,

Just imagine the feminine she, shis and shim!

So our English, I think you will all agree,

Is the trickiest language you ever did see. =D

The Historian.

The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova. I first saw this book in popular bookstore in Ampang Point last year and it was terribly cheap.


I took up the book, flipped the pages and decided to part with my 20 bucks for this book. My pet sister, seeing that I've decided to get this book offered to buy it for me as a present. Haha. Thank you Allison. =D


It took me a real long time to read this book. However, in the last 1 week, I read almost 300 pages to officially finish off the book.


First of all, I would want to praise the author for writing such a good book. Her descriptions of the places the main character visited is just superb. I can really imagined how beautiful the places are in my mind with those wonderful descriptions.


Then, in between those wonderful places, the author managed to put in a thriller. Its a story about a girl and her dad talking about the past. The events in the past were so meticulously described that it makes me being able to follow it easily.


Then, there are chapters whereby after reading the end of the chapter, the thrill that the story gave me made me want to move on to the next chapter.


The introduction up to the middle part was good. The only part which needs a little bit of improvement is the ending. I have that thrill in me throughout the whole book until the ending came. The evil character was described as someone so powerful but in the end.......what a brief ending for a great book. Have to improve on this if possible.


Anyway, I was in church last saturday bringing my first aid book around as my storybook since at that time, I have nothing to read. I went into the bookshop and I found this great book called 'Boundaries'. Only 25 bucks =D



I think this book will help me to build up myself and solve some internal problems that have been affecting me for the past few months. =D

Abortion...would you do it or not?

Is the baby in the bottom picture cute? I think its pretty cute.




Now, compare to the picture at the bottom. What are your thoughts about it?

The baby above is taken out forcefully and prematurely from the mother's womb by a practice called abortion.

Every year, millions of babies are killed through abortion all around the world. These abortions can be legal as in the States or they can be illegal as in Malaysia for example.

2 weeks ago when I was in one of my posting, a women approached the doctor that I am posted to for an abortion. She came with a child by her side and she's about 40 years old. She does not have any illnesses and her baby in her womb does not threaten her life and therefore, abortion is illegal in her case in Malaysia. The doctor turned her request down and she left.

Now, if the women comes to you, would you accept her request to abort the baby? You can easily earn RM300 and the procedure will be over even before you know it.

However, if I were the doctor, I would turn her request down and in return I would advise her to keep the baby. Here are my reasons.

First of all, I believe that a baby, even a foetus is God's gift to you. Psalm 127:3 says, "Behold, children are a gift from the Lord." God creates personally every life - Scripture makes that fact clear. So, aborting a baby is akin to rejecting God's gift and going against God's will.

The minute the egg is fertilised by the sperm, the zygote itself contains life. So, killing a foetus is just like killing an adult human. They both HAVE LIFE! In addition, one of the commandments by God is "Thou Shalt not KiLL".

Now, if you read Malaysian news, when dogs from Pulau Ketam are transferred to neighbouring island for them to slowly starve to death in order to lower down the population of dogs in Pulau Ketam, animal lovers around the world make a lot of noise.

Yet, when abortion takes place rampantly in places like the States, not many make a fuss about it. It seems that now, our babies or rather our foetuses are degraded to a lower status compare to dogs.

Supposed that you performed an abortion on a mother and the baby comes out alive. What would you do? You can see the baby moving its limbs etc but you clearly know that it would not survive for long because you've taken the foetus out prematurely. So as heartless as doctors can be, they leave the living foetus to death on the operating table. That's how cruel men can be nowadays.

I am so totally against abortion because of my religious principles as well as my beliefs. There are many more reasons that I could give that made me so much against abortion. I believe abortions that are legalised in certain countries are like mass infanticide.

What about you?

Evolution of doctors.

A long long time ago, medical students become apprentices of doctors to learn how to treat patients and when they are competent, they themselves become the doctors.

Not long ago, most medical students will end up graduating to become a medical officer and that's it. Not many go into the specialist field because it takes a long time to study for it.

Now, most medical students will become a medical officer and from there, they will continue to specialise in fields that they are interested in.

Last time, health care professionals study everything in the human body. Now, doctors are studying more and more on smaller things like an organ, or part of an organ, or part of part of an organ or part and part and part of an organ. We become more and more knowledgeable about smaller and smaller things and in the end we will be expert on nothing.

How ironic =D