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Kenn, marist, victorian, virgin

med students suck

the hospital is really frightening.

the childrens ward's joyful murals, the flying turtle decorations, accompanied by the special nurse uniforms (animal patterns - looks like pyjamas) doesn't exactly make the ward look aesthetically pleasing to the eye, but does serve to liven the moods of the kids and their parents

but what most don't notice are the opened bed curtains, nicely made beds, and the patients that once occupied them. some got better, but some took the lift outside the ward to the mortuary directly below.

med students - i had nothing against them before. actually thought they were noble for taking up the profession. but now i realise they're just pathetic losers who probably want the job cause it instantly places them among the elite.

at the lift lobby - the male students all decked out in their topman shirts and designer pants and bags, flirting away with the female med students, who aren't exactly miss singapore material. i'm fine with all that - it's all a popularity contest anyway. the lift door opens and the fuckers all rush in, ignoring me and my brother in a wheelchair. the lift is full, and we wait for the next lift to come. how the devil are they going to save lives when they're oblivious to the people around them? next lift - the remaining med students rush in, but only a technician bothers to help get us into the lift. fucking med students. at one of the floors on the way down, someone at the back of the lift needs to get out, and the wheelchair is close to the door, but there's a gap beside it where the people can squeeze out, but it is blocked by med students. instead of moving out of the lift to let the others out, they wait for me to reverse the wheelchair out to make way.

med students should go back to primary school and take up hao3 gong1 ming4(good citizen). bastards.

oh yeah i'll probably write an original singaporean blog entry soon - the kind where i explain my meaningless day to day activities that you dont really care about and stupid emo stuff that nobody gives a aeroplane fornication about. till then, au revoir

2005-11-21, 12:53 p.m.