first day at IMU

registration went pretty smoothly only for me, thanks for my fast movement and the skill of "asking seniors where to go". the new kids (it sounds funny me saying this) are nervous (me not included) bunch of nerds (me included) who just wonder where they're supposed to go and follow others like a sheep.

there were around 300 people in the registration, first we had to gather at level 4, an open area to sort of collect our lab-coats. i was size M. some people were shorter than me. fwee.

than we had to go to this auditorium, which looks like a coloseum, so i chose the front-most seat nearest to the exit just in case we're going to be matched against a raging patient, or psycho senior. whatever.
the rest of the normal people filled up the seats from the back, so for a while i felt pretty radioactive yet again, till one or two decided to sit infront, and later out of inevitability, sat in the few open spaces in the front.
then there were coma-inducing (well actually its not so bad. just that students NEVER, listen to speeches. would you?) speeches, we had to actually put on our fresh lab-coats to swear an oath, that we'll be professional, caring, integrated, secret-keeping, competent doctors. i wonder how much of us really get to become one.

I made friends with this dude from cheras, called Bryan (i think) and JiaWei, from Singapore.
Bryan kept little notes while he was listening to the speech, and i was like hmm impressive. he can actually listen to speeches, and i looked into his little notebook and it said "Prof. so-and-so - complete nerd". i had to agree.

we talked a bit while waiting for other sloggering newbies filling up.
Bryan says he were backpacking around NZland till pretty recently, and we talked about suicide in Singapore. (i think this was before JiaWei took seat next to Bryan). and you know i'm a professional when it comes to stress and suicide in countries where stress is compulsury. Apparently his brother's friend decided to throw himself down a tall building in Singapore while working there.
i never told him i wanted to go to NUS. Bryan was working there for 3 months and says he never wants to go back.

Bryan seems to be frank. "oh its a negro.", "Do you see any hot chicks?"
JiaWei is a pretty quiet guy. He's from Singapore and is pretty nervous about coming to KL. we should help him out somehow.

as a matter of fact and for the record, i didint quite see any pretty newbies. and I think the girls were thinking likewise for the guys. I can almost hear them grimace.
its not only HELP, guys. good looking people are probably already gone outside, or you really see them in TV and no place else.
that, or Medicine isn't really a good-looking people profession.
I told Bryan "I think there would be in the Artsy side. English lit, graphic design maybe." (to be honest i could say "everything apart from med" but i were more diplomatic)

and we had to queue up to get their photos and IDs done. people are so slow. they never want to walk infront of anyone... sheeps.
so i took the advantage of being shameless and reckless, settled everything before everyone else, asked the staffs if its alright if i fuck off. they said YES.

the parking was free!

went to HELP just to say hi and wish people happy birthday, with my nerdy new cloths.
i didn't expect people to scream like they thought i was runover by a truck few weeks back and thought to be lying at a distant ICU, though.


looking at the timetable, orientation won't be quite crazy... just boring. but well there is always hope.