http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/Ahem. A pretty lost soul in constant existentialist crisis, fresh out of medical school (what a blur that was) and still hankering after a career in the arts. Enough said.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/278966Part Two: Personal standards, growing up and desirability Continuing my post/rant/whathaveyou on how morality has become a commodity in everyday society ('become'? perhaps it always was?), I suppose the ideal way to raise a daughter: grow up, concentrate on studies, don't have any boyfriends, oh,...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/274273Part One I've never really thought about personal standards in this way until the whiff of the concept popped up in a friendly debate. Perhaps maybe on some level, at a subconscious, instinctual plane I might have. One doesn't quite immediately associate work ethics and morality with a selling...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/271330So a friend is off to greener pastures. Like me, he suffered an existentialist crisis and is now off to Japan to pursue life and love as an artist. Well that is the dream and the plan. A special friend because how many of us actually, and especially in the medical line, follow our dreams as...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/269421The irony is this: if I post about the incident that had happened today, it would further confirm my identity and encourage the lurking one to follow my (admittedly relatively infrequent, albeit regular) postings and activities. Yet if I DO post about the incident that happened today, perhaps Mr....http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/266555So I was driving my aunt to and from the market the other day, and had parallel parked at the side of the road. Getting into the car and preparing to drive out, it was to my ire that I was blocked by a car driving down the wrong way of a one-way street. He's taking a shortcut, I thought, at...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/262101So the documentaries go. The Inuit seem to be a very descriptive lot. Unless I'm mixing up the culture here, they also have a handful of words for 'snow' as I understand. I wonder what it must've been like to be born an Inuit. I wonder what it's like to give birth as an Inuit. Literally freezing...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/260264That was the thought that was running through my mine just a couple of hours ago when I was holding the drill bit. I'm in the midst of putting up some wooden blinds and I need to drill in a couple of holes for the screws on which to hang the blinds at the centre where I volunteer. In the meantime...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/260017Ecclestiastes is my Book of the Month. Looking at the sparseness of my life at this point in time I can't help but hark back to the days of colour and pomp growing up. Get knocked down, laugh, and get up again. The stakes increases in proportion to your age and standing, and your conversations...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/258985So anyway I learnt yesterday, handing out fliers, that doing what I love and am passionate about contributes more to my self-respect and well-being than doing something "respectable". I like life and myself more, and enjoy the company of like-minded people whom I actually like rather than...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/GuiltyDoc/253413Not terrifying. Not tantalizing either. Bleagh. On the lighter side, it's great to be able to speak a whole new language just by virtue of the fact that a couple of people prayed over you. Wish I could do that with textbooks;P Sit in front of what doubles as a doorstop, chant/hope/pray and...