Tuesday, 26 April 2011

To Change Others, Change Yourself.

You can actually become anything you want but you can't change others to your preferred way.

You can tell, advise, but in the end, there's a possibility that he will not change himself. Why?

Well that fact is that, you have no right to change others. To change others, you'll have to change yourself, and instill them into the person whom you want to change.

Calling others to change themselves is a selfish act and should be avoided. They have absolute right to not to listen to you and change in accordingly. They have the right to have their own way and personality which you have no right to alter it.

Thursday, 21 April 2011

The Malays Stereotypes.

As I live in Malaysia, it's hard to avoid stereotypes in such a multi-racial country. 


Malays.
It's the largest ethnic group in Malaysia which dominates the country in political sense.


Malays are stereotyped as 
1. Lazy
2. Poor at mathematics
3. Corrupted
4. Racist
5. Love committing incest


Those are few but there are more.
Majority Malaysian Chinese resent the fact that Malays get more political power than they do and so on, and that Malays do not deserve what they have because they've misused their power.


This is what I think.
Without Malays, we, Chinese will cause mayhem in our country due to our attitude and behaviors. 
We'll have internal rebellions and so on.


Without Malays, there'll be severe competition between Chinese men. 


And because of Malays, we Chinese live in harmony.

Saturday, 16 April 2011

Interesting medical jokes.

Hello once again.
So here I am, ranting again but I don't want to be an average teenager ranting about life like there's nothing better to do. So! I am going to share something with all of you, and I hope that is not too boring for all of you.


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A businessman on his deathbed called his friend and said, "Bill, I want you to promise me that when I die you will have my remains cremated."

"And what," his friend asked, "do you want me to do with your ashes?"

The businessman said, "Just put them in an envelope and mail them to the Internal Revenue Service and write on the envelope, "Now you have everything."   



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Ya Doctor! I have a serious problem, I can never remember what i just said.
When did you first notice this problem?
What problem?



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2000 B.C. - Here, eat this root
1000 A.D. - That root is heathen, say this prayer.
1850 A.D. - That prayer is superstition, drink this potion.
1940 A.D. - That potion is snake oil, swallow this pill.
1985 A.D. - That pill is ineffective, take this antibiotic.
2000 A.D. - That antibiotic is artificial. Here, eat this root.



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Doctor: I have some bad news and some very bad news.

Patient: Well, might as well give me the bad news first.

Doctor: The lab called with your test results. They said you have 24 hours to live.

Patient: 24 hours! That's terrible! What could be worse? What's the very bad news?

Doctor: I've been trying to reach you since yesterday.



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This old man visits his doctor and after a thorough examination, the doctor tells him, "I have good news and bad news, what would you like to hear first?"

Patient: Well, give me the bad news first.

Doctor: You have cancer, I estimate that you have about two years left.

Patient: That's terrible! In two years, my life will be over! What kind of good news could you probably tell me, after this?

Doctor: You also have Alzheimer's. In about three months you are going to forget everything I told you.



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Doctor: You're in good health. You'll live to be eighty.

Patient: But, doctor, I am 80 right now.

Doctor: See, what did I tell you.



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A patient has a sore throat and goes to a doctor to get treatment for it.

Doctor: Your tonsils gotta come out.

Patient: I wanna second opinion.

Doctor: Okay, you're ugly, too.



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Patient: Doctor, what I need is something to stir me up; something to put me in a fighting mood. Did you put something like that in this prescription?

Doctor: No need for that. You will find that in your bill.

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The young man was quite adamant. He insisted to the surgeon that he wanted to be castrated. The surgeon pointed out that this was a drastic step for a young man to take and strongly urged him to reconsider his request.
“No,” said the young man, “I have thought long and hard about it, I have read all there is about it and my mind is made up. I must have the operation.”
The operation was duly carried out and when he had recovered from the anaesthetic and was back in the ward he got to talking to the other patients.
“And what are you in here for?” he asked th fellow in the next bed.
“To be circumcised.”
“DAMN, THAT was the word I meant !”
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A Professor of Medicine, a man well known for his earnest and oft-proclaimed Temperance views, was (yet again) lecturing the medical students on the damage that alcohol can do. To demonstrate its effect on the nervous system, he took a worm and dropped it into a glass of gin & tonic. The worm wriggled around for a few minutes before finally giving a few convulsive twitches and dying.
“And can we deduce anything from that?”, asked the Professor with the triumphant air implying that only obvious conclusion could be drawn.
“Yes,” came a voice from the back, “if you’ve got worms, drink alcohol.”
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A cardiac specialist died and at his funeral the coffin
was placed in front of a huge mock up of a heart made up of
flowers. When the pastor finished with the sermon and
eulogy, and after everyone said their good-byes, the heart
opened, the coffin rolled inside and the heart
closed. Just then one of the mourners burst into laughter.
The guy next to him asked: “Why are you laughing?”
“I was thinking about my own funeral” the man replied.
“What’s so funny about that?”
“I’m a gynecologist.”
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Patient: It’s been one month since my last visit and I still feel miserable.
Doctor: Did you follow the instructions on the medicine I gave you?
Patient: I sure did. The bottle said “keep tightly closed.”
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A woman went to her doctor for advice. She told him that her husband had developed a penchant for anal sex, and she was not sure that it was such a good idea.
The doctor asked, “Do you enjoy it?”
She said that she did.
He asked, “Does it hurt you?”
She said that it didn’t.
The doctor then told her, “Well, then, there’s no reason that you shouldn’t practice anal sex, if that’s what you like, so long as you take care not to get pregnant.”
The woman was mystified. She asked “You can get pregnant from anal sex?”
The doctor replied, “Of course. Where do you think attorneys come from?”
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Thursday, 14 April 2011

Dermatologist - saviour of your skin.

I've struggled with skin problems during my teenage years, and I am still a teenage now ( for your info).

I believe when someone looks at you 'externally', they look at your skin first. I mean yeah  the skin covers your entire body right? You are an alien if you are not covered by your skin entirely and I believe alien too have skin. Teehee. Just saying that everyone has their body covered by skin.

So, I suffered from this weird sickness,

Dermatographic urticaria

Big word huh? In short, it's kinda cool. 
It allows you to write on your skin and after a few minutes, there will be patterned blotches comprising of 'things' that you've written. 


And next, is no doubt - acne. This is common and I believe I do not need to introduce it. Look at your face and ask it if you have one.

So...
I've decided to become a dermatologist aka skin specialist. I want to help people, and give them their confidence back. I truly understand the pain of having bad skin and I truly truly truly truly want to help them. I want to tell them that,

" Hey, don't worry! I will cure your skin in no time !"

I want to comfort them and tell them that you too can have great skin and great confidence. 

Seeing I as a future good doctor, who want to sponsor me to study medicine? 

Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Cursive and Print.

The print.

The sophisticated cursive.


A lot of my friends complained about my handwriting being illegible and very hard to read. They said that they tried to read, but to no avail. They even commented on my handwriting, that is - ugly. Cursive is ugly, yeah right.

Today, I am going to defend all the cursive users and tell the non-cursive users that cursive is not ugly at all but in fact, it's an art of writing. 

Writing in cursive requires more dexterity than printing. Call a cursive user to print, they can, but on the other hand, call a printer to write in cursive, they can't.

In the past, only cursive was taught, but not printing. Cursive was such a prevalence in the past that only the cursive handwriting exists. People used cursive, and no one had ever complained about it being illegible and ugly. 

On the contrary, nowadays, when you see someone using cursive, you'll say something like
' Oh, he has got such messy and ugly handwriting! I can't even read his writing. It's totally illegible."

Past:
'I see I see, and wow he has got such a nice writing."

I call them irony. 

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Resentful.

I can't believe that how can a person turned into such a jerk. I mean right, it's your opinion and I respect them, but please, and please, be nice and not in such a blatant way. Although I seem nice and optimistic, happy and carefree, you will never know what really is in my mind. This may seem hypocritical but trust me, this is nothing but truth. Speaking of such, you said that I will not survive in the future due to my bluntness and disrespectful attitude towards others. Truth to be told, I was only trying to be friendly and nice, in a much cordial way. Is that wrong? I mean what's wrong what that? What's your problem with that?
  I know that I am an Asian and thus should be behaving like one. But what if I was exposed to the Western cultures and lifestyle since my childhood? You can't expect me to behave like a typical Asian in such a manner that I must talk to teachers in a servile tone and so on. I have my spine and I don't buy the idea of fawning either. I mean why should I? I've done nothing wrong BUT had spoken the truth in a spontaneous manner. What's wrong with that?
  Frankly, I hate the way of how Asians emphasize on manner and so on, that children or youngster should have the expected respect towards their teachers and elders.
  Let me get this straight, RESPECT IS SOMETHING YOU EARN, NOT SOMETHING YOU
GAIN.
 Being orthodox is nothing but plain farcical. If you were to blend well in the society in the future, SOCIAL is the key, not being servile. And as I've said about the respect thing, use that. Even if I want a job, I will only RESPECT him if he possess the quality of deserving one. And if he'd humiliated me, I shall show no respect  and consider using profanity if it's necessary. I mean why?
 Why should I gulp down the entire humiliation and be totally oblivious about it? I have the right to retort and you have no right to stop me from doing so.
   Send me to a psychologist if you think I need one.