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nw.. im supposed to read my cystic fibrosis notes rather than being here typing some words of wisdom, slurping jacob's creek at the sme tme. see.. i told u im addicted. i love expressing too much. and maybe occasionally i shud haf regular dozes of wine to regulate my mood & circulation. jacob's creek is nt bad.. emm..

tgh im slacking behind academically, i still have time & empathy to look thru abt cystic fibrosis.. it is quite a cruel disease. stories behind ppl who suffer frm it, similar to spinocerebellar disease, have short lifespan. they have to be taught to cough daily to clear mucus, they're just consistently short of breath, GI problems, slowly degenerating lungs, liver, well and problems with stigma, having to wear mechanic ventilators or use puffers often. drug treatments, admissions to hospitals, emotional burden knowing u're dying..

besides feeling pitious, as for me, i do nt knw whether at tmes hw shud i cope with uncertainties. see.. a good dr comes with good results. and as for me, i get dreaded evrytme i face a challenge. well, nt tt bad.. but i can zoom up one end, falling the other way after.. don't really knw if im cut out to be a doctor.

i'll just try.. :)

on the other hand, on the cheering side, i was enjoying myself, singing aft a day's work. i listened to BoA's sweet impact and it is nw my most fav song of hers. i sang and recorded my vocals.. damn i found myself quite enlightened.. it was nice. esp the high pitch. damn i've improved a lot since then. 1st time proud.

sweet impact is such a nice song. i decide to post it on blog for a month after anzac day.
tell u. u will regret if u dun watch this ;)