THE HOLY SACRED ORDER OF D.O.C.
dreamt up an interesting topic to blog about....u know how most normal pple (by that i mean males only) like playing computer games...well i say that everyone is playing a game all the time...its your life haha....and its an rpg, or role playing game for those who are unenlightened.
well the reason for this entry is becuz i was lying down on my beddy bed (as i am wont to do now that the mid sem break is upon us yay yay yay) and suddenly a brainwave hit me...*ouch*..
hey! wont it be cool to document the relative hierachy that goes on in our austere YLLSOM?? for the edification of the general public and all who by happenstance or devious design periodically chance upon my humble blog? do i hear a yay? yes i do.....so the voices in my head started to dictate to me an outline for this post....let us begin!
presenting....
THE HOLY SACRED ORDER OF D.O.C.
pre-med aka "jc kid" : they are pieces of chicken shite and are generally not worth the (virtual) ink used to document their miserable lives lived in eternal (relative only) servitude and subservience for the betterment of their um....elders...yep. most importantly, they are NOT members of The Order as yet, not having undergone the rigourous initiation.
Brimming with enthusiasm, idealism and innocence....their ranks are frequently culled by well-meaning elders telling them not to enter and sell their souls for miserable amounts of money.
favourite phrase: i want to help people/save the world! take me...take me pleaseeeee!!
1st yr student aka "the lucky one" : they are the first real members of The Order, having been properly initiated and selected. no longer pieces of foul fowl fecal foop, (sorry not a real word but wth) they are given rudimentary training in 3 basic disciplines and equipped with the barest essentials to stun a layman or a pre-med kid with verbose sounding verbiage. invariably, neither the hapless listener or the 1st yr student has any idea what those bombastic words mean....also, sprouting gibberish is about all the bubbly 1st yr student can do. they take comfort in the fact that they are still brimming with self confidence, idealism and a postive outlook on life that is frankly, grossly unjustified...laughed at by seniors, they discover (to their dismay) that they have signed away their lives for endless toil and debatable benefits....HAHAHA its too late to back out now suckers!!!!
favourite phrase : " no lah, just lucky i got in thats all"
2nd yr student aka "alice" : why such an enigmatic nickname? well alice is short for alice in wonderland. this is because all 2nd yr students can identify with alice as she spirals down the rabbit hole, the descent an allegorical reference to their own lives as it too spirals downward, out of control, with no ending in sight.
faced with rigourous training in no less that 6 exacting disciplines, they are learning, firsthand, how deep the (shit)hole really goes. too much theory and not enough joy juice makes them very cranky if u can find them at all...they are most likely squirrelled away in some obscure corner quizzing each other on the arcane and diabolical thingmajigs that work inside our whatchacallit that ultimately results in, you know, that thing.
favourite phrase : "eh doing anything today? no? lets go library together!"
3rd yr student aka "the suit" : clothes maketh the man so the saying goes. it definitely seems the case for the 3rd year student. dressed in office attire for the 1st time, they are finding learning in the various different hospitals and polyclinics very different from the sterilized lecture-tutorial system. also, they have The Scope, hung around their necks, which confers a godlike attraction with regard to the opposite, (non healthcare related profession) sex. 3rd yrs are in a peculiar position. looked upon with awe and respect (yeah rite) from their juniors for entering the hallowed Clinical Years, they are still viewed with derision by the denizens of the hospitals. like the scum they are perceived to be, 3rd yr students are prevalent, appearing when most unwanted, persistent, and very very hard to get rid off. found throughout the island's healthcare institutions growing in colonies of 8 called clinical groups. do not feed!
favourite phrase : " lets go check out that interesting hepatosplenomegaly case! on the way, lets recall the contraindications of using a b-adrenergic receptor blocker on asthmatic patients ok?"
4th yr student aka "the wanderer" : (gosh im tired of typing already) i dunno what goes on in those 4th yrs lah.
5th yr student : ditto above..... i still 2nd yr only with no clinical experience. sorry!
yep what an anticlimatic ending! oh dear.....oh well hope u enjoyed the 1st 4 ranks of The Order at least....
good bye
joshua
well the reason for this entry is becuz i was lying down on my beddy bed (as i am wont to do now that the mid sem break is upon us yay yay yay) and suddenly a brainwave hit me...*ouch*..
hey! wont it be cool to document the relative hierachy that goes on in our austere YLLSOM?? for the edification of the general public and all who by happenstance or devious design periodically chance upon my humble blog? do i hear a yay? yes i do.....so the voices in my head started to dictate to me an outline for this post....let us begin!
presenting....
THE HOLY SACRED ORDER OF D.O.C.
pre-med aka "jc kid" : they are pieces of chicken shite and are generally not worth the (virtual) ink used to document their miserable lives lived in eternal (relative only) servitude and subservience for the betterment of their um....elders...yep. most importantly, they are NOT members of The Order as yet, not having undergone the rigourous initiation.
Brimming with enthusiasm, idealism and innocence....their ranks are frequently culled by well-meaning elders telling them not to enter and sell their souls for miserable amounts of money.
favourite phrase: i want to help people/save the world! take me...take me pleaseeeee!!
1st yr student aka "the lucky one" : they are the first real members of The Order, having been properly initiated and selected. no longer pieces of foul fowl fecal foop, (sorry not a real word but wth) they are given rudimentary training in 3 basic disciplines and equipped with the barest essentials to stun a layman or a pre-med kid with verbose sounding verbiage. invariably, neither the hapless listener or the 1st yr student has any idea what those bombastic words mean....also, sprouting gibberish is about all the bubbly 1st yr student can do. they take comfort in the fact that they are still brimming with self confidence, idealism and a postive outlook on life that is frankly, grossly unjustified...laughed at by seniors, they discover (to their dismay) that they have signed away their lives for endless toil and debatable benefits....HAHAHA its too late to back out now suckers!!!!
favourite phrase : " no lah, just lucky i got in thats all"
2nd yr student aka "alice" : why such an enigmatic nickname? well alice is short for alice in wonderland. this is because all 2nd yr students can identify with alice as she spirals down the rabbit hole, the descent an allegorical reference to their own lives as it too spirals downward, out of control, with no ending in sight.
faced with rigourous training in no less that 6 exacting disciplines, they are learning, firsthand, how deep the (shit)hole really goes. too much theory and not enough joy juice makes them very cranky if u can find them at all...they are most likely squirrelled away in some obscure corner quizzing each other on the arcane and diabolical thingmajigs that work inside our whatchacallit that ultimately results in, you know, that thing.
favourite phrase : "eh doing anything today? no? lets go library together!"
3rd yr student aka "the suit" : clothes maketh the man so the saying goes. it definitely seems the case for the 3rd year student. dressed in office attire for the 1st time, they are finding learning in the various different hospitals and polyclinics very different from the sterilized lecture-tutorial system. also, they have The Scope, hung around their necks, which confers a godlike attraction with regard to the opposite, (non healthcare related profession) sex. 3rd yrs are in a peculiar position. looked upon with awe and respect (yeah rite) from their juniors for entering the hallowed Clinical Years, they are still viewed with derision by the denizens of the hospitals. like the scum they are perceived to be, 3rd yr students are prevalent, appearing when most unwanted, persistent, and very very hard to get rid off. found throughout the island's healthcare institutions growing in colonies of 8 called clinical groups. do not feed!
favourite phrase : " lets go check out that interesting hepatosplenomegaly case! on the way, lets recall the contraindications of using a b-adrenergic receptor blocker on asthmatic patients ok?"
4th yr student aka "the wanderer" : (gosh im tired of typing already) i dunno what goes on in those 4th yrs lah.
5th yr student : ditto above..... i still 2nd yr only with no clinical experience. sorry!
yep what an anticlimatic ending! oh dear.....oh well hope u enjoyed the 1st 4 ranks of The Order at least....
good bye
joshua
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