I know the pun is overused, but I get to use it cos it’s my year… I’M GETTING OLD!
Archive for January, 2009
Happy Niu Year!
Posted in Family on January 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Great Week!
Posted in Discoveries on January 25, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Seeing as, if I set out to write detailed entries, I’ll never write any entries at all these days, here’s a somewhat less ambitious (than usual) account of what has, so far, been the most action-packed, thought-provoking and enjoyable week of 2009!
Monday
- My general surgery end-of-posting clinical test during which I made two stupid mistakes (forgetting to examine [...]
Overload
Posted in Discoveries on January 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
My mind has been racing the last few days, re-evaluating many things about my life, and thinking about what it means to have grown up so far. Unusually, I’ve concurrently been on top of the world. I’ve been thinking that I love hall, I love my roommate, and I love my juniors. Hypomanic? And my [...]
Tony Leung is waiting for me at the cinema
Posted in Discoveries on January 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Red Cliff 2 is out!
Time to make a trip down to the cinema to keep my date with The Man I Love… (I mean, on the screen lah)
And if you need a revision of what happened in Part I:
When I survery the wondrous cross
Posted in my Lord on January 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
A reminder to myself..
Isaac Watts
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His [...]
Neuroticism
Posted in Things that were lost, my Lord on January 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Most people when they’re in love invent every kind of reason to persuade themselves that it’s only sensible to do what they want. I suppose that’s why there are so many disastrous marriages. They are like those who put their affairs into the hands of someone they know to be a crook, but who happens [...]
