Taking it all in.

So these familiar thoughts are back to plague me again - these undesirable friends my ma always warned me about - guilt, loneliness and sexual predation of raptorial ladies of dubious moral fibre.
OK not so much the latter.

But yes, I feel haunted by these vile thoughts that I can't banish from the inner recesses of this cavernous mind of mine.

It is at times like these that I notice the codwebs that have formed on the window ledge, the mess of miscellaneous notes tucked away into the corner, and the dust, accumulated in thin homogeneous layers, metamorphosed into mildly mocking faces of disapproval and spite.

I need sleep, yes.

Location, location.

I was just having this chat with LM yesterday when I remembered this block of condos in Yishun. They were, perhaps you might say, built in a prime location - 15 mins walk away from a certain Hokkien Association primary school (one of the more 'famous' ones), and right next to the MRT track. And I mean right next to it, like probably just past the legal limit for building MRT/LRT tracks next to buildings.*

Only problem - it was beside the MRT track, yes - the nearest MRT station, however, was, I estimated, a good half hour's walk away.

I still remember, when I went past it - how terribly infuriating it must be for the residents in that condo (if they didn't drive), to experience (literally**) the cliche 'so near, yet so far'.

And then obviously I thought of the program "Location, location"*** and the plummeting values of Spanish properties and how terribly malpositioned some of the properties advertised had seemed (even in the boom times).

And I recalled just recently, there was this comedy**** where the comedian mentioned how we'd treated our homes as assets, and mortgaged them to buy useless sculptures and copies of paintings to clutter up our property (on the recommendation of some 'experts') only to find that when put to the crunch, these are but liabilites to us and the Earth.

And it's all come together to me now.

I'm buying a plot of land on the moon.




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*Though it probably was the other way round, this, MRT track constructed before the brilliant idea of flats next to MRT lines was conceived.
**Yes, literally. Examples of how you shouldn't use the word.
***To clarify here, I was actually thinking of "A place in the sun". Which was more geared towards the Spanish-property buying market. But just in case you want to know about the show.
**** Stewart Lee's comedy vehicle. Tried to find the part on youtube but couldn't. Here's another part of the show though.

What I've been up to.

So I've decided to blog again. At an opportune time, as you know, for my OSCEs are coming up in three days' time and it's the time to procrastinate again. But I've lost most of my ability to write in coherent and jargon-free sentences, so I shall just post some photos of what I've been up to these few weeks.

What twelve weeks of coffee does to your teeth. (I did try to wash the cup, really). Before (after frantic scrubbing with detergent and sponge, really), just for comparison.

So I decided to cook myself a good meal today for lunch - forgot the gravy initially, then thought I might as well save some calories by not having any. And having an ice-cream for dessert instead.

So yes, from the pictures above you may have gathered, not much has really happened in the past twelve weeks at Blackburn. I may blog more about it, when I feel I've regained some powers of diction, perhaps in the next week.