Bone Tumour

Wooohooo YAy!!! i got a

BONE TUMOUR

Ever since i can rmb, whenever i sit down in a cramped space (theater, cinema, plane, etc), my right knee feels cramped after a while. If i stand up i then have all these cracking noises coming from my knee.

Ever since i can rmb, i have shrugged of all these effects as just something usual, something that happens everyday, something normal to everyone. But i was wrong, and now i know what i have...

A few weeks back i made a discovery, in the ed board room to be precise. I realized that my leg leading to my knee had a bump on it. It is not very noticeable alone, but if u compare it with my left leg, there's much of a difference. Well i told mum abt it and she said we'll check it out after my exams.

Well now we have,

That was today.

It shocked me at first when the doctor told me that it was a bone tumour, although he inserted the statement with plenty of consolation that the tumour looked like it was non-cancerous. The question still remained though, is this truly cancerous or not?

To get a better look at things, i was sent to the 5th floor to undergo a Magnetic Resonance Imaging (MRI) scan. Well if u've ever done an MRI scan, you'll know that its a painstaking process. The scan takes 30-45mins and if u move a muscle in the whole operation, then u'll have to start all over again. So basically for 30-45mins or so i was left in a room, with only a beeping machine and music from a radio as my company, not being allowed to move a muscle.

Although my body was asleep, my mind was awake. I had a lot of time to think, alone in a room. I was contemplating the possibility of i having cancer and what my life has been up to this moment. My family, my friends, everyone that i cared for. I guess i questioned what really have i done on this earth.

Well the results of the scan were good i suppose. The conclusion is that it shouldn't be cancerous. But nonetheless i have to get it extracted because it impede's my movement. Additionally, if i dun remove it, there is a small chance that the tumour might actually become malignant. We will get the radiologist's report tomorrow.

Our resolution however, is that we're going to seek some second opinions on the whole operation, just to make sure we know its not malignant or if there's any other way to solve the issue. The operation itself will cost RM16000 ( i dunno why my mum cares, cuz its MY LIFE at stake and the company will pay for it).

I think that if i do undergo the surgery though, i would like to do it after my shanghai holidays. Because after this surgery i'll be walking in leg braces for 6 weeks. In addition to that, it will take about 6 months to fully recover. So before i get dragged down to hell i'd like a little taste of heaven.


An Xray of my tumour, the doctor believes its exostosis



















This is my knee cap that is no longer aligned properly due to the tumour, its called lateral patella maltracking


This is the X Ray machine


This is the MRI machine


The following are MRI images:
This is a crossection of my knee in a normal section


This is where u can see the beginning of the tumour forming

This is the tumour at its climax


This is a fish in the KLSMC (KL Sport Medical Centre) fish tank. It wasn't pretty but i liked it, i called it Bob....dun ask me why, (it has nothing to do with my dad's name)

Hand Soap

Well that's what this post is inspired by, hand soap.

My maid came to me today, and she was complaining how the downstairs bathroom hand soap was really really really smelly. Yet, i gave it a sniff and i thought it smelt lovely. I guess the crux of what i'm saying is that what one person likes is not necessarily what some other person may like. Like durian.

But anywayz, the thought of how ppl like different smells made me think of pheromones...and from pheromones - love. As u all know pheromones, are chemicals that our body produces to attract mates. It is unsure whether this still applies to humans, but to the majority of the animal kingdom, pheromones are crucial.

So it made me think of how u can love someone, pour all your love into that one soul, where very single passing moment of ur minds inner mechanics revolves around the image of the person u love.

Yet,

The person may not love u.

I guess its just like that, pheromones are basically the explanation to what we normally refer to as 'love chemistry'. It's strange that without this special chemistry, nothing else matters, no possibility of love can ever sprout without chemistry as its soil, water and light.

Have u ever felt that u have so many similarities with a person til that person could be ur double? Everything u wanted lies with that person. Everything u ever could hope for in ur lover resides within that person.

Yet,

You don't love the person.

Why? I guess it comes down to 'that' again...

pheromones..

And if everything is based on pheromones it then questions the sacredness of love. I still hold love sacred in my heart and mind. Yet this so-called love is manipulated by a pheromone. Not how compatible u are with that individual, then how is it sacred? Is love not meant to be the unifciation of 2 souls that enjoy each other. Yet this is all played out by a chemical that triggers certain reactions in our brain.

So in the end,

is there love?

Or is it just the wrong hand soap.



Site on pheremones here

I DROVE

Well this ain't much of a post cuz i'm not really going to elaborate on it.
But since the whole goal of me making this blog is to act as my so-called diary,
I think this is an important thing i must put down in words.

On the 1st of October 2005, Warren Chan drove his mother's car (WGD 8038, E-class merc)( i know that sounds show-offish but this is reallly a log for myself) with his dad (bob chan leong sun) to the nearby (500-600 metres) petrol station(BP) in Gasing Indah.

The car did not recieve ANY damage, no scratches, no crashes, etc. No one was killed either.

Dad drove on the way back cuz he said i drove scary. When we reached our housing area, we switched seats and i took a drive around the neighbourhood a few times.

Yay :D

Haircut...again :p

Dang i seem to log record my haircuts in my blog don't i :p
Well i just like b4 and after pics
Its interesting to see something the same, yet not quite :)

Anywayz i took these pics with my new t7 cybershot dad bought from Hong Kong
I actually wanted him to buy an ipod nano, i even sent a really suggestive sms

"dad, since ur in Hk, why dun u check out the prices for the new ipod nano. And see if they have it in black too. Love u and miss you"

Hehehe, well the ipod nanos were sold out, but he came back with a t7 cybershot so i'm not complaining ^^

So, the "after" picture was actually kinda dark so i used photoshop, i'll post a pic of that just to show how much i'v egot addicted to photoshop XD

Before haircut


This is the after pic b4 i photoshopped it


After haircut photoshopped


The Sony t7 cybershot ^^!! against a mirror

I started a joke~

I'm unhappy now, i really am at the moment. Not sad about myself, but sad about everything else around me.

I WANT TO HEAR A CHINESE RACIST JOKE.

I'm serious...yesterday we were talking in class. Since there was plenty of time before the exam was to begin, we naturally got into a group of telling jokes. The group was chinese. Now here's the part i'm not proud of, I told a racist malay joke. As i said, i'm not proud of it, but i'm admitting it now becuz i wanna get the feelings of my chest. And to add to my guilt...everyone laughed like crazy.

I don't understand why...why i don't know any chinese racist jokes. I mean there's plenty of indian jokes and there's a few malay jokes too. But 'til now i still haven't heard a real proper stab-at-chinese racist joke. It sounds awkward of me saying this, but i feel sad that my own race hasn't been stabbed at.

Now i'm not saying that i'm sad because i feel we're left out, as if we've been deprived. No, i'm feeling sad that we have not been touched by these racist jokes. Why our culture or race hasn't been stabbed at. And what's worse is it means that chinese have been making jokes about other races, laughing at them, giggling behind their backs, whereas other races have just been quiet and not stung back chinese...they've been peaceful. From my point of view its the other races that shud be respected for that, for not being childish.

I asked mom abt this, and she said the reason why i haven't heard any jokes against chinese is cuz i myself am chinese so ppl wun say it to my face. So i asked my malay/indian friends abt it, and they dun know any chinese jokes, and if they do know one or two, they are lame, mild chinese jokes. So are they really any good chinese jokes? Even my indian/malay friends have heard of jokes set against their own race, so why is it that i haven't?

Pieces of the Warren

This thought actually came to me yesterday but yesterday i still had exams so i didn't put this thought into words. Well here it is...


I really DON'T KNOW who i am



Yes, i don't. Don't worry i'm not facing some sort of teenage emotional crisis, i'm just realizing that i don't quite fit in anywhere specifically. I mean sure as hell i mix with a lot of ppl, but i'm not fixed. To me, ppl just come and go. It sounds sad to put it down this way but just take Thian Hao for example, in form 1 we sat next together, we had our laughs we had our fun, he was even my "big bro". But now? Where are we? He went to a bad class after form 1 whereas i went to one of the better. From there? We split. But does it bother me at all?

No.

I guess i just have a knack to leave people behind. Except perhaps for a certain few. As i said,

i am not fixed.

Sometimes i think of science, sometimes i think of politics, life, love, art. So now, i've finally come down to a conclusion to who owns these parts of me. My friends.

Ainaa - art, literature, poetry, music, politics
Ainaa is the person i talk to the most online. I can refer all my thoughts to her, be it poetry, art, music... even politics too, even to the extent of racial politics (ainaa's malay). Even this picture, yea the one which is the banner to this blog. She was the one who showed it to me, Hylas and the Nymphs...
Thank you ainaa, sO SO so so so much :D (marry me damnit! :p )

Jee ian - science, and how we scientific ppl can't seem to understand girls
i guess he is a new edition to my friend stash, he owns my scientific brain. Just the other day he was explaining Einstein's Special Theory of Relativity (great stuff :) )

Weiyan - owns me
Weiyan i must say is my second oldest friend, i've known him since forever. And he IS my best friend. Sometimes i wonder how ppl define a best friend. Is a best friend the person you talk to the most? Or the person you see the most? Perhaps the person you hang around with the most. Well if these were the definitions for a best friend then Weiyan is definetly not mine.

But he is.

In my opinion a best friend is none of the above, a best friend is a person you are totally comfortable with. A person that you can have loads of fun with. I hear stories of so-called childhood "best friends" who break up cuz of distance, differences, etc.. Well, weiyan lives in Cheras, and the last time i saw him was a few months ago. But that doesn't affect our friendship, not one bit.

Mel - my childhood; my laughter
Mel IS my oldest friend, i've known her since diapers, and although we basically didn't see each other much at all in primary school... she is my best female friend. I don't think there has ever been anyone who can make me laugh as much as she can, no one. I love her, she is my "cousin".

Lianne - my secrets
I think i've told lianne EVERYTHING. Originally i told her secrets because she lives far away and she's from another school so there's NO way anyone from MY school would know my secrets. But thats not how it is anymore. Lianne herself has had her share of bumps in love. Love is a strange thing. So whenever love kicks me in the ass again, i know that i can pour out all my feelings to her. She listens to the crap i get and i listen to the crap that she gets. We both are

love pessimists.

I guess that's it...that IS me.

Now i know who i am, thanks to my friends :)

Hyper Update

OK, now obviously i have let my blog to rot for quite some time, and with my busy schedule nowadays i dunno what's the possiblity of me actually making entries everyday. So i figure that from now on i'll just write short snippets abt how i feel or what i'm up to bla bla bla. More or less just to keep track of my life, cuz the main reason behind me making this blog was as a diary replacement.

So here's a newsflash of what's happend since my last entry:

Posts held:
English Language Society, Project Manager
Interact, Club Vice President
Chs Prefects Annual Dinner 2005, Organizing Chairman
Prefectorial Board, Penlolong Ketua Publisiti (2) (job for lazy ppl)
Class Nie Project, Sub Editor
Interclass Nie Project, Chief Editor


What i've done so far:
BRACES ARE OFF!!!!
NATIONAL SCRABBLE TOURNAMENT 3RD IN COUNTRY!!!!
2 Week tour of Eastern Europe
2005 Rainforest World Music Festival (WHICH ROCKED!!)
Nie Class and Interclass project (more so with the interclass one)
Organizing Chairman of 2005 CHS Prefects Dinner (WHICH ALSO ROCKED!!!)
CHS IU/Installation Day 2005 (kinda sucked, but cool badges - anywayz trial & error ^^)
Went for numerous Interact activities here and there
Going for eng lit class at NSTP
Went for exchange student interview

Perhaps i'll put in some writing abt each event or if i'm lazy i'll just put pics...

Ciaoz & rmb to smile :)

LOTR funny comics!

I used to think that EVERYONE has watched these comics, before but apprently many of u HAVEN'T. i originally posted the whole thing at my blog but unfortunately it pushed the entire sidebar away, but here are the links anyway :

http://www.dwayneg.com/catapult.gif

The second one....funnier ^^ :
http://www.dwayneg.com/catapult2.gif


I'm sorry but i dunno who the creator is...sad, its great work :D

Exams are OVER!!!

Woooooooooooooooooooooooohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!! YEAPZ!
EXAMS OVER...wakakakakakakakakak-*cough* excuse me-kakakakakakakakka

Sadly though i think i'm going to fail the add maths paper i just did today... But who cares? Enjoy now, suffer later :D

Well besides the overwhelmingly-awesome fact that exams are over, today right after skool my mom took me to this place in country heights to buy a jacket. I need the jacket for my trip to europe and this place has really cheap jackets. The shop is basically a charity shop where ppl donate their clothes and the shop sells it really cheap, and all of the earnings go to charity. Like they had NEW pierre cardin shirts for 8 bucks @.o Anywayz, Aunty Judy's son, Johan had donate a few jackets and according to mom they shud be just my size. Sadly though, when we got there the jackets were all gone -_-

But, it was not a TOTAL waste, i bought MAstermind for 3 bucks, it looks ancient and antique :p Well cooliez, i dun think mastermind can be bought anymore anwayz.

Master Mind! Is that antique or what!?

gOoD news bAd news

Sigh, i'm really happy that i'm going to Eastern Europe, and i know its really really really a great opportunity! Sad thing is it means that i can't go for the Tekam Interact Super Camp.

According to Samantha, she says that if i actually do manage to be come Interact President, then i'll have some probs in doing stuff with other skools cuz during the tekam camp u get to know everyone and become friends.

Well i guess the bottom line is, u win some , u lose some. EUROPE BETTER BE WORTH IT!

mi'ASS''ASS'ippi

Yayz!! Today i became an OFFICIAL interactor. The proceeding were quite fun. To become an interactor we have to do this 'traiditional' initiation test: Spell missippi with ur ass!

yeapz, u heard right - WITH YOUR ASS!! What this basically means is that u must face the black board and move ur glutinous maximus in the shapes of the letters.

For all the letters the only one that's really embarrasing of course is the 'i'. A line and a dot. Translated into butt language, that mean move ur ass upp, move ur ass down, and then now for the dot: suddenly thrust ur ass out. Wahahahahahahaha was fun :p

After that, we had the nominations for the new interact board of directors (BOD's). I was so shocked that my name was there at the post for president, wooooo....

Each post had three names written beside it as the nominees, those are chosen by the pervious BODs. Then the audience got to nominate some more. And in the end i was nominate for some thing like 4 posts!

so on the 26th of May i got to hand up a proposal on some sort of fundraising event that the Interact club can hold in skool. We can only choose on post to run for and out of my 4 choices i think i'm going for president! But i'll ask all the other "older" interact members that are running for the president post whether they want me to back out, because i feel that its respectable that i give way to interact members who's been interactors much longer than I have ^^ a gentleman as alwayz :)

Snip Snip!

Aaaaaahhh!!! Slowly, bit by bit, strand by strand, my DNA was stolen from me!!

Hehehee, today i went for a haircut - i REALLY needed one. My hair, or shud i say my bush, had grown into a messy and constant, kusut-masai :D hehehe But the more important thing abt this haircut outing was that i was planning to change my hairstyle.

I realize, that i have the exact same hairstyle as my dad, and worse than that, my dad's had that hairstyle since the 90s O.o So i finally came to dis decision to change. To do so i went to Megamall and had my haircut at A Cut Above (recommended by Kimberley).

At the counter my mom asked how they charged and the receptionist replied, RM65 for an experienced hairstylist, RM35 for a regular hairstylist. My mom looked at me and i retuned a look to her that said 'i dunno'. She then told the receptionist "experienced", i guess that my mom agreed that i need a CHANGE.

The whole cutting thing took quite a long time, halfway through my cut the hairstylist asked me whether i was in a rush and i said no. Then he asked me whether it was ok if he go and cut one of their "priority" members hair first. Now, by all rights, to such thing i wud say NO, first come first serve! But then again i din want him to rush and finish my haircut so he cud hurry on to the "priority", so i said...."ok"

The guy then sent me off to have my hairwashed as i waited for him, now i had to go to the toilet, i had been holding it since sometime when the guy started cutting my hair, then later the lady started washimg my hair. IT WAS TORTURE!!! Hearing water sounds going down my face while i'm trying to prevent my bladder from bursting!

Right after the lady was done with my hair i told her i HAD TO GO, and i rushed to the toilet opposite A Cut Above with a towel like a turban on my head :D ahhhh relief

At the end of the day i dun think my haircut is much of a difference at all, and i think i'll go back to my old hairstylist, and just tell him to cut it like how my air was cut today. The guy din cut my hair too short either, his excuse being that this way its easier to gel up. Well this of course means that in no less than a few weeks i'll be at the hairdresser's again XD

Fact: Guy's grow hair and fingernails twice as fast as girls

Before

After, picture is a bit blurred - the hairstylist moved his hand! A hairdresser that doesn't have a stable hand...hehhehe

Scraaaaaaable!!

Yayz, SCRABBLE!!!
Today was cool, it was prelims for the National level scrabble competition that will be held at Time Square on the 28th and 29th of May.

I'm sorry i'm too lazy to type, all i can really remember is that i did a bingo "OUTLINE" and i beat Siok Wah ^^

Eventually we came out 3rd but basically i think we're the same level as 2nd. Here's some pics to tell the rest of the story:

SCRAAAAAABBBBLE!!!

Shao Min, cute :)

Ainaa, you should show off your braces!! You only get to where them once ^^ USJ 4 Team

Raymondo, photogenic as alwayz, USJ 4 Team

Haravinth, USJ 4, he's a daaaaaaamn good player