review

Wow, its amazing how one week can fly so fast. I am itching to do my usual weekly review of what's hot and not, but so far my muddled brain can't think of anything nice. Sometime what people say are true: there are particular times during the day when you just have so much stuff to write down, and the next moment the mood for it is gone. The things i was supposed to write was about ayurveda and mapping the human genome. but now i'm too lazy to do so.

I had a bad PMS last night, and it totally spoiled the mood i had for church. It seems i wasn't the only one suffering;i'm surprised men undergo it too! It was ultrahot and humid last night, and us eating out on the streets didn't make matters better. The place we went last night, sri murni, is quite unique. apparently they serve their juices in really big bottles. Its those kind of bottles that mums always use to store coffee etc. The best thing last night was the hawaiian chappati. Really ingenious. One thing good about malaysian mamak is that they always make good, oily food. The cheerleader tried his skills at driving last night, and surprise, surprise, it was okay. I didn't get thrown out of my seat or anything. The car we had was really old, i think it stopped for about 5 times. Really scary when you're in a massive traffic jam and are in the middle of the road!

I finally arrived home at around midnight, then had to move my ass in the morning for the histo class. Renal is so fast paced, just yesterday we finished the pathophysiology. I'm still blur as to what its all about. But the histo class this morning was good. I heard a 2 sad stories last night about end stage renal patients, and i am beginning to see how important the kidney is to us. Then at church, i was reminded of a scene in the hospital. i was only 15 years old at that time and my grandma asked me to accompany her to see one of our distant relatives.

He was dying of lung cancer (i think) and if i'm not mistaken, it was too much of cigs. When we arrived, all his family members were there, and he was terminal. all he could do at that time was to breathe raggedly through his mouth. I stil remember the rosary that was on the top of his bed. There was nothing anyone could do except to stay by his side and accompany him. And he was very young, around mid 30's to 40's. It was a really touching scene, and i remember it to this day. The stories i was told were similarly touching.

Anyway, one of the more interesting news i read was that this scientist is going to try and prove that all of us on earth are related to each other,and that we come from one father, Adam. It will be sponsored by national geographic and will take 5 years to accomplish. He will be taking samples from 100,000 indigenous people worldwide, including the orang asli here. This was one of the things that made me so attracted to genetics.I think this is a very interesting project.I've always wanted to know where my ancestors came from. I'm secretly hoping they were from the plains of mongolia.That would be cool!