It has been months and years since I last blogged. Yes, I had been pretty busy lately. This is the Special Study Module, something we had been gearing up for the past 18 months. Or sort of. Our insignificant researches are coming to an end with a scientific meeting next Tuesday. Doing that isn't that hard, apart from a recently found fact that I am seriously statistically-phobic. I just felt dizzy and the figures running and dancing around as I toyed around SPSS. Accounting is 1st nature for me, so does anything with money. But statistics as such with no money sense? I think that's my limit. Or maybe it was a wise choice to avoid advance statistics. Chi Square, ANOVA, Linear Regression, etc.
Well, apart from that, I was also involved in the organizing committee of the scientific meet. It wasn't easy as I thought. but at least, I was not at the helm of everything. My past haunts me more than everything, and I'm just glad to be one of the members, learning the steps as I go through the process. It's fun doing the job, but it's rather time-consuming, and dealing with people from all walks of life, whether they're running, limping, crawling or hiding (just a pun). Fortunately, SSM is not as demanding as other postings.
The posting list is out. For this year round, I'll be in Group 3. This means I'll start with Surgery --> Pediatrics --> Obs & Gyne --> Family Medicine --> Internal Medicine --> Professional Exams. Just in case you're wondering, here's the timetable. Yeah, it's one of my blogsites too, now you know how many blogs I am handling. Just to kill time, and some hobby and interests. Time flies, faster as it comes, that living in the moment always seem impossible and out of reach. But after SSM, everything will return to it was before. A final push to graduation.
But before that, we'll be going for a PPD camp. This time it's going to be 7 days instead of the usual 5. That's because we are to subject to ourselves to an extra 2 days of BTN course. Again, the typical brainwashing tactics used on us to love the government. I just hope that it's not like the monkey we had who escaped from zoo, lecturing nonsense and shouting in front of the microphone. A rural uncivilized creature who had no idea of decency or sort of. But be prepared, because quite a number learnt their lessons well. There will be more voice recorders to tape the speech, and sent nationwide should anything goes wrong. It may not be me, but pray hard no other monkey is trying to curry favour from the government by overtly trying to brainwash us. Your head might be served alive, I mean, with Shark's fin soup.
Haha, I guess I'm just getting sneaky and cheeky. But I guess that makes me a.. man? And this is another update with no real ending as I end this here in a sleepy mood. Ciaoz. :)