Purple Pills Of Perplexity

sometimes you think you can sit down and blog and check yer mail and multitask some admin stuff, and something comes along to just piss you off beyond belief. mebbe i have a hairtrigger temper. actually, skip the mebbe. its proven beyond a doubt. but there still has to be a trigger to get me to flare. like people who ask why they arent in the loop when theyve damn well gone and submitted the wrong email address, or havent checked the mail in the address that they supplied. and they try to hurry you to tell them the gist of the mail (with 2 whole attachments) over MSN cos they have to run off to dinner. makes you wanna beat them with an aluminium baseball bat... dont even have a mood to write down all the things i thought through on the way home. damn this.

You Know That I'd Go Anywhere

heres a song for a sick classmate of mine... heard it on the radio yesterday in Weisong's car on the way to Sentosa. great lyrics, nice tune! sounds weird if you imagine me singing it tho... female lyricist.

We Could Be Together For A While

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If I were an only child

I would be a lonely child

But baby we’ve got nothing to lose

I’m standing tall in my own shoes

I’ll take this chance, I’ll make this choice

I’ll right this wrong, I’ll raise my voice

If it means we’ll be together for a while

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I have never had a doubt

But for you I’ll take time out

I’ll push his love far away from me

And then I’ll be completely free

I’ll give up my security

For just the possibility

That we could be together for a while

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And if you said “Jump” I’d say “How high”

If you said “Run” I’d run and fly

Just for the chance, just for the moment

Should the moment pass us by

And if you ask once I’ll tell you twice

I’ll ignore the world’s advice

If we could be together for a while

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I am taken by your strength

I’ve thought about it at great length

I thought that I was happy now

But there are things that I found out

Happiness means greater things

I’ll sit here till that telephone rings

Then we could be together for a while, oh

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And if you said “Jump” I’d say “How high”

If you said “Run” I’d run and fly

Just for the chance, just for the moment

Should the moment pass us by

And if you ask once I’ll tell you twice

I’ll ignore the world’s advice

If we could be together for a while

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Wait’ll I tell my guy [What’ll I tell]

Wait’ll I tell my other friends

They’ll all think I’m crazy and ya know what

That depends ‘cause I’m crazy in love with you

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And everyone’s best won’t do

They’ll say my hopes will not come true

I’m taking the chance

Because you only live once, only live once (You only live once)

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And if you said “Jump” I’d say “How high”

If you said “Run” I’d run and fly

Just for the chance, just for the moment

Should the moment pass us by

And if you ask once I’ll tell you twice

I’ll ignore the world’s advice

If we could be together for a while

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There are no guarantees

But if it means there’s even a possibility [Possibility]

Then I’ll give up whatever it takes (Whatever it takes)

I know I’ve made some mistakes before

It may be just another closed door

But we could be together for a while

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But if you said “Jump” I’d say “How high”

If you said “Run” I’d run and fly

Just for the chance, just for the moment

Should the moment pass us by

And ask me once I’ll tell you twice

You know I’ll ignore the world’s advice

If we could be together for a while

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And if you said “Jump” I’d say “How high”

If you said “Run” I’d run and fly

Just for the chance, just for the moment

Should the moment pass us by

And if you ask once I’ll tell you twice

I’ll ignore the world’s, the world’s advice

If we could be together for a while

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Don’t you know that we could be together for a while

yeah... its really been a week since i last blogged cos bloody blogger server ate my last entry which was like a bazillion pages long and really good and i was somewhat pissed. and then a busy week rolled by. really hope next week is good. OS postings... got to squeeze in an exo patient to try and make up lost time.

We Could Be Together For A While - Debbie Gibson

Into Another Mirror

looks like the oral path test was a rape. but then again, im used to horrifically inaccurate estimates for how much people will actually score. all that matters to me is that i get higher than PJ because we have a $10 bet going.

went out to NYDC after a long, shitty day at school. and this provides my restaurant review for the week. NYDC HV had the ambience of your average NYDC... this aint saying too much. split-floor seating due to being a retrofitted shophouse neatly partitions the eatery into a lower, more accessible and happening area and an upper, more private but ulu-fied area. food was... acceptable. not the best NYDC i've ever eaten. i'll guess that a major part of why i like to go to NYDC is the company... good friends make food taste better. chio girls do too, but that's beside the point. service was... weird. the waiters seemed more concerned with tidying up for the next customer than taking our order. and to add to that our meatballs were cold. not exactly the best of NYDC experiences...

been kinda upset with the way my ortho rep-hood has gone so far. i really wonder why i cant get something as simple as giving out pencils done with ease. i seem to get ignored, people dont do things i need promptly, and hence things dont flow smoothly. am i being pissy? or are our classmates becoming too self-centred to see beyond their own immediate needs? it once again gives me reason to pause and reflect on my use of the pronoun 'our' in the sentence above. i still see myself as part of a whole which should work together. am i just naive? i sometimes think i have the character quirk of giving too much of a damn about the things that i shouldnt let bother me. the little acts of selfishness that poison my day.

Brave Heart - MEGUMI

From The Murky Depths

another day, another patient. things are starting to settle into place. i found my missing lab keys and returned the loan set. found my RP book, so i can get everything signed up by tomorrow. cant think of too many more good things i want to happen. mebbe my bro's com mysteriously fixing itself so he doesnt have to compete with me for my laptop.

jon's wish list for the next few weeks or so:

One Meeellion Dollarrrrs!

a set of colouring pencils for RPD

a box for my crown wax

lifetime's supply of chicken wings

a secretary to organise my hideous patient scheduling

a pet fox

a more kick-ass laptop

and someone to enjoy it all with...

Happy To Hang Around - Travis

Happy Puppy

been a great 2 days so far... glad that sch is over for the week! had dinner w PJ at Werner's yesterday. was the viable alternative to lightbulbing Stan and Lulin... anyhow, restaurant review for the day is Werner's Bakery. its a little german joint in Siglap, located approximately opposite Gelare. yours truly had been under the impression since like half a year ago that Werner's had folded, and was pleasantly surprised that it was still there. ambience is very homely, the kind of place you can kinda sit down and be comfortable in. with me being okay-starved and PJ being mildly hungry, we made the wise decision to split a Pork Knuckle between us. $18.50 of pork knuckle can quite literally feed 2 ppl and the pet dog. excellent roast pork, goes down well with the mustard and sauerkraut. good mashed potatoes, and the staff dont mind people doggy-bagging the knuckle bone after the meal. so this restaurant gets mucho props. beats eating runty over-priced knuckles in Marche...

got new CD from Debra the Violin Girl! nothing like a spot of L'Arc En Ciel to brighten up a day! new stuff to frag to as i try out DotA 6.10. the Invoker returns, Faceless Void has been remade, and various balances and fixes. should be good stuff sia!

Killing Me - L'Arc En Ciel

Mix And Match

a week of clinics is about to be over. could say i've had my most trying clinical session ever on tuesday. demanding patient, horrible working conditions. to any person who bleeds profusely when scaled by me, ITS YOUR BLOODY FAULT FOR NOT BRUSHING PROPERLY! i swear, how can anyone be in a romantic relationship and have great wall calculus? it's absolutely disgusting, an inhibition to proper osculatory technique... i hope that after placing those temp crowns they stay in place. really horrible when a patient has to travel and is out of supervision. 3 months! who knows what he'll have done to my polycarb crowns by then... need to get his perio cleaned up, make sure his crowns stay in place and then see about a bridge for him. and add on the fact that he's been pre-prepped... not a lot of working space for me. need to redefine his margins! and cut down his lateral crown prep too, there isnt enough occlusal reduction due to his chipping. arrgh.. too many complications on this case. and E&D hasnt even been done yet...

Goodbye Little Dream, Goodbye

at this point in time i really should be rushing out my biblio for my damn perio essay, but sometimes events just compel you to blog. the event in this case is the ending of a small but impacting story arc in the life of me. a week or 2 out of my comfort zone, out of the way of my usual routine. a trip into the lives of other people who dont do teeth for a living, who have the time to invest in the passions that differentiate life from mere existence. major thank you to the SMU ppl who put up with me for the while when i was crewing them. i learned how to operate a sound board a bit. i learned that rigging, focussing and programming lights for a musical is a bitch. i learned that following spot op is actually a degree course in some japanese university, and im glad that the people who worked on Sing To The Dawn think i did a good job the last time i touched a spotlight. i learned that last-minute change is something that happens all the time in student productions, and you just have to grin and bear it. i learned that your female leads wireless batt pack is acting up just before a major duet, serenity and presence of mind will attenuate the freshly precipitated disaster. i learned that with some people, beneath the professional and potentially bitchy exterior lies a sensitive soul. i learned that when you see people doing something that you used to be halfway competent in but are now totally out of practice at, you miss the old days and wish you were good enough to stand tall beside them.

i also learned it really really sucks when your friends have supporters coming to see the show and you have none. the crew are the unseen performers of the production. their artistry is in the operation of the light board, mixing the sound, hauling the props on unobtrusively. hence people will not notice their skills, only their screwups. only people who have crewed musicals know what to look out for when a production is crewed well. so the next time you see some musical or play or dance recital, spare a hurrah for the crew. they truly are the unsung heroes of the theatre.

later in the morning i have school. the Red Bull i rammed in about an hour ago is still keeping me upright... its kinda hard to tear myself away from writing this, or listening to the London Cast Recording of Anything Goes. the songs have grown to me, and speak to me still.

curse the perio.

heres the song that's been on my mind...

I Get A Kick Out Of You

Composer: Cole Porter

My story is much too sad to be told,

But practically ev'rything leaves me totally cold

The only exception I know is the case

When I'm out on a quiet spree

Fighting vainly the old ennui

And I suddenly turn and see

Your fabulous face.

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I get no kick from champagne.

Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all,

So tell me why should it be true

That I get a kick out of you?

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Some get a kick from cocaine.

I'm sure that if I took even one sniff

That would bore me terrific'ly too

Yet I get a kick out of you.

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I get a kick ev'rytime I see

You standing there before me.

I get a kick though it's clear to me

You obviously don't adore me.

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I get no kick in a plane,

Flying too high with some guy in the sky

Is my idea of nothing to do,

Yet I get a kick out of you.

I Get A Kick Out Of You - Cheryl Sia