it appears that my blog has been hijacked by a virus which makes 'click, click' noises and randomly opens pop-up windows. i don't know about you, but this is of great irritation to me. i'm too busy to scan through the code for anything, but if i can't fix it eventually i think i'll just change this address altogether. the fact that this is my third blog seems like the lamest excuse for calling this whole site 'the-third', although it certainly didn't feel so at the time when i was proudly announcing my progress from 'the second' and 'the first'. yes, age definitely confers wisdom.

the rest of the week has been relatively boring and incredibly tiring. i watched a movie with mark on tuesday night, and when i got back i was pooped. i feel like no longer have youth in my bones, nor exuberance in my spirit. i'm ageing prematurely! omg. i think i need to start taking glucosamine and, like, vitamin C daily.

i've also been having a spat of bad luck with the weather recently. on monday night i was driving to school for a medsoc meeting, and right after i exited the tunnel at the AYE, it started pouring. nevermind that it rained so heavily that i could only see 2 cars ahead even with the wipers at full force, the worst thing was that i was wearing my under-powered red specs, which are way off as far as my astigmatism is concerned. it's ok under normal circumstances, but when it storms at night there are so many lights and raindrops flying everywhere on the road, that everything becomes one big fat blurry mesh of things. for me at least, haha. i could barely see ANYTHING when i was changing lanes. seriously, i prayed like i have never prayed before. and thankfully, i arrived in one piece, albeit not without being traumatised so much that my naturally cold, clammy, and cyanotic hands were hot and bright pink with life.

and today, i drove into a mud spill on dunearn road. have you ever heard of a MUD SPILL ON DUNEARN ROAD??? neither did i man. i was wondering why there such a bigass jam right from 6th avenue, but there was no warning, nothing. then suddenly i saw everyone cutting out from my lane, because up ahead was this damn EMAS recovery vehicle sprawled across 2 lanes, sucking up loads of brown shit from the road. it looked suspiciously like sewerage, sewerage which i drove the car straight through. freak. it was disgusting!

anyway, i'm off now to watch a few more episodes of House before i call it a day. i have SO MUCH work piled up for the weekend, and i have this sinking feeling that the notes at the bottom of that pile will truly never see the light of day. oh my poor neglected cofm notes! will i ever become a doctor with Compassion and Cultural Understanding???? what if i never know "When Yes Means No"??? how tragic indeed.