So my cousin Londonette is finally getting married. She has found a nice strapping English lad who works in the entertainment industry (as a DJ, a promoter and a bouncer), who's quite tall, well built, bald, and a good chess player. Let's call him Kasparov.
Londonette and Kasparov are getting married sometime in August in Thailand. Now my parents are refusing to attend said wedding. I asked if it was because it was Thailand and that it was kind of like they were eloping.
Actually, they're refusing to go because she ran off to London for five years, and because she's marrying a guy who's English like Stephen K. Amos is English. Except he's not gay. Or a comedian.
Yeah.
Wrap your head around that.
I think the next boy I bring home will be a pinoi.
Tuesday 30 December 2008
Saturday 27 December 2008
Grah?
The pros and cons of moving out.
Pros:
1) Freedom
2) Independence
3) Learning life skills
4) I don't have to follow my parents rules
5) My father wants me out of the house because I don't want to follow said rules
Cons
1) Money
2) I will miss my brothers
3) I haven't even started looking for a place to live
4) I don't know how to drive, and would therefore spend even more money travelling on public transport
5) I'd have to get better paid work
Right. Now that my father has officially asked me to pack my bags and leave home, I shall set about researching a place to live. I don't think he actually means it, but I will take it as an invitation to leave. Wish me luck.
Pros:
1) Freedom
2) Independence
3) Learning life skills
4) I don't have to follow my parents rules
5) My father wants me out of the house because I don't want to follow said rules
Cons
1) Money
2) I will miss my brothers
3) I haven't even started looking for a place to live
4) I don't know how to drive, and would therefore spend even more money travelling on public transport
5) I'd have to get better paid work
Right. Now that my father has officially asked me to pack my bags and leave home, I shall set about researching a place to live. I don't think he actually means it, but I will take it as an invitation to leave. Wish me luck.
Friday 26 December 2008
WTF is Christmas.
So apparently, it's Jesus' birthday. Jesus is a pretty cool guy, you know what with the turning water into wine, walking on said water, raising the dead, healing the sick, coming back from the dead amd what not. So yeah, Christmas is a pretty important day right? It's understandable to celebrate His birth yeah?
Unfortunately, for someone who doesn't particularly believe in a god, Christmas doesn't really have a meaning, aside from the fact that I get a free holiday where people all around me throw parties that either I'm not invited to, or that I am invited to, but to which I can't go.
Christmas makes me feel uncomfortable. I'm supposed to get presents for people, based on some tradition based off of a person that may or may not exist. Then I receive gifts that I'm supposed to like. Then I'm supposed to be happy about the fact that I'm celebrating some dead guy's birthday, without the help of alcohol, because alcohol gives me an allergic reaction.
Then I get messages from people wishing me a Merry Christmas, who normally wouldn't give a shit about me on any other day. Then I'm supposed to turn right back and wish them a happy holiday, and pretend to give a shit about them too.
Seems extremely pointless. Maybe other atheists feel like this too. Which is why it's probably tempting for them to join a church so they can join in the community spirit around Christmas time. But that pretty much makes them hypocrites.
Maybe religion acts as a kind of buffer to life's disappointments. Had a shit life? God planned it that way to make you the person you are. Someone you love died? God wanted his lamb back. Got a crap UAI? God planned that too. All those hours you spend playing DOTA had absolutely nothing to do with that. Predestination. You can take comfort in the fact that someone bigger than you is guiding your life while you yourself have no fucking idea why you live on this shithole called earth, why every day inflicts some kind of suffering upon you, and why you still push on despite said shittiness.
I guess believing in a god gives you someone to talk to when you're lonely and in need of solace. I mean, He's always listening, and as a plus He loves you unconditionally right?
It's kind of funny how some of my Christian friends believe in both Predestination and Free will. Because if you think about it, converting to Christianity requires Free will right? God created man with Free will. However, everything is predestined, so you converting to Christianity was already planned. But this negates the whole Free will thing.
Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to imply is that some people convert to Christianity because they feel cold and alone on Christmas, and they want to feel like they belong somewhere. That may or may not be a bad thing.
I myself do not feel cold or alone enough to want to do that. But it is tempting. But, surprisingly, I do have my morals, and I try not to do hypocritical things. But I do feel pretty crap right now.
Unfortunately, for someone who doesn't particularly believe in a god, Christmas doesn't really have a meaning, aside from the fact that I get a free holiday where people all around me throw parties that either I'm not invited to, or that I am invited to, but to which I can't go.
Christmas makes me feel uncomfortable. I'm supposed to get presents for people, based on some tradition based off of a person that may or may not exist. Then I receive gifts that I'm supposed to like. Then I'm supposed to be happy about the fact that I'm celebrating some dead guy's birthday, without the help of alcohol, because alcohol gives me an allergic reaction.
Then I get messages from people wishing me a Merry Christmas, who normally wouldn't give a shit about me on any other day. Then I'm supposed to turn right back and wish them a happy holiday, and pretend to give a shit about them too.
Seems extremely pointless. Maybe other atheists feel like this too. Which is why it's probably tempting for them to join a church so they can join in the community spirit around Christmas time. But that pretty much makes them hypocrites.
Maybe religion acts as a kind of buffer to life's disappointments. Had a shit life? God planned it that way to make you the person you are. Someone you love died? God wanted his lamb back. Got a crap UAI? God planned that too. All those hours you spend playing DOTA had absolutely nothing to do with that. Predestination. You can take comfort in the fact that someone bigger than you is guiding your life while you yourself have no fucking idea why you live on this shithole called earth, why every day inflicts some kind of suffering upon you, and why you still push on despite said shittiness.
I guess believing in a god gives you someone to talk to when you're lonely and in need of solace. I mean, He's always listening, and as a plus He loves you unconditionally right?
It's kind of funny how some of my Christian friends believe in both Predestination and Free will. Because if you think about it, converting to Christianity requires Free will right? God created man with Free will. However, everything is predestined, so you converting to Christianity was already planned. But this negates the whole Free will thing.
Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to imply is that some people convert to Christianity because they feel cold and alone on Christmas, and they want to feel like they belong somewhere. That may or may not be a bad thing.
I myself do not feel cold or alone enough to want to do that. But it is tempting. But, surprisingly, I do have my morals, and I try not to do hypocritical things. But I do feel pretty crap right now.
Thursday 25 December 2008
Christmas Eve and Christmas happy haps.
So yesterday Glamaling had a Christmas party that I was invited to, but to which I chose not to attend, for a few reasons:
1) I didn't want to go
2) I was working
3) My camera was broken
4) I had already been out on Saturday, Sunday and Monday of this week, and I didn't want to push it with my parents.
5) My parents probably wouldn't let me go, so I told my self I didn't want to go to prevent disappointment.
So instead, I went to work, then came home. I was going to go rockclimbing with my family, but it turns out the place closed at 5, and we got there at 4:30 =S So instead of going rockclimbing, I stayed at home and made kimchi with turnip, which is a new experience. It was just as fun as rockclimbing. Mmm... I can't wait until Saturday, because it'll be ready by then.
So... today is Christmas. I could have been sending off texts to everyone on my mobile phone, or sending off emails, or facebook-wall posting wishing people "merry xmas" but I couldn't be assed. It's a holiday, and I'm not making more work for myself. I have done three constructive things today:
1) Made mango pudding
2) Cleaned my room
3) Made a slideshow of photos
I have done little else but eat, sleep and play guitar.
Yay for holidays.
So Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, have a wonderful yuletide, or midwinter solstice, yada yada. I don't really believe in any of these, but it gives me a free excuse to not do anything. Mmm laziness...
1) I didn't want to go
2) I was working
3) My camera was broken
4) I had already been out on Saturday, Sunday and Monday of this week, and I didn't want to push it with my parents.
5) My parents probably wouldn't let me go, so I told my self I didn't want to go to prevent disappointment.
So instead, I went to work, then came home. I was going to go rockclimbing with my family, but it turns out the place closed at 5, and we got there at 4:30 =S So instead of going rockclimbing, I stayed at home and made kimchi with turnip, which is a new experience. It was just as fun as rockclimbing. Mmm... I can't wait until Saturday, because it'll be ready by then.
So... today is Christmas. I could have been sending off texts to everyone on my mobile phone, or sending off emails, or facebook-wall posting wishing people "merry xmas" but I couldn't be assed. It's a holiday, and I'm not making more work for myself. I have done three constructive things today:
1) Made mango pudding
2) Cleaned my room
3) Made a slideshow of photos
I have done little else but eat, sleep and play guitar.
Yay for holidays.
So Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, have a wonderful yuletide, or midwinter solstice, yada yada. I don't really believe in any of these, but it gives me a free excuse to not do anything. Mmm laziness...
Friday 19 December 2008
Elitist rant
The Daily Telegraph reporting on the success of public schools reads: "... Hannah Wilson topped the state in senior science, beating competitors from private and public selective schools."
LOL! Whatever. As if our selective schools would let their students take Senior Science. Most of our students take the REAL sciences, like Maths, Physics, Chemistry and Biology. And not General Maths either, (How can you even call that maths? It's like grape juice pretending to be wine.) but Advanced, Extension 1 and Extension 2.
I guess the main point the article was trying to make was that public highschools are becoming a force to be reckoned with academically, whether they are comprehensive or selective. 8 out of the 10 top schools in NSW are Public Selective Schools. Unfortunately, the highest rank a comprehensive high school holds is 56, every school ranked above that are either Selective or Private.
The great thing about selective schools is that if you work smart, or hard (depends on the situation), you should get the results you deserve. It's not about how much money the government or your parents are throwing at the school.
There is a debate on whether or not Selective schools should be discontinued. People have said that Selective schools place great pressure on students to perform well, and that they produce students that are awkward in social situations and only academically focused.
Well, sure there is pressure to perform, but selective schools can also provide a supportive environment as well. Selective schools provide a protective shell for students of an academic nature. Where else can you find students making lame Chem jokes and getting people who actually understand and appreciate the joke? Where else can you find groups of people who appreciate anime and manga as an art form, without being picked on, or ostracised, for it?
As for the lack of social skills, many students are able to get jobs, where we pick up the necessary skills to deal with a variety pf people. Many of our students go into Medicine, where competitive interview skills are required for admission. We have extra-curricular activities that foster teamwork and leadership while being extraordinarily fun.
Overall, I think the results speak for themselves. 18 out of the top 30 of the state are Selective schools. Good education that is low cost makes everybody happy.
LOL! Whatever. As if our selective schools would let their students take Senior Science. Most of our students take the REAL sciences, like Maths, Physics, Chemistry and Biology. And not General Maths either, (How can you even call that maths? It's like grape juice pretending to be wine.) but Advanced, Extension 1 and Extension 2.
I guess the main point the article was trying to make was that public highschools are becoming a force to be reckoned with academically, whether they are comprehensive or selective. 8 out of the 10 top schools in NSW are Public Selective Schools. Unfortunately, the highest rank a comprehensive high school holds is 56, every school ranked above that are either Selective or Private.
The great thing about selective schools is that if you work smart, or hard (depends on the situation), you should get the results you deserve. It's not about how much money the government or your parents are throwing at the school.
There is a debate on whether or not Selective schools should be discontinued. People have said that Selective schools place great pressure on students to perform well, and that they produce students that are awkward in social situations and only academically focused.
Well, sure there is pressure to perform, but selective schools can also provide a supportive environment as well. Selective schools provide a protective shell for students of an academic nature. Where else can you find students making lame Chem jokes and getting people who actually understand and appreciate the joke? Where else can you find groups of people who appreciate anime and manga as an art form, without being picked on, or ostracised, for it?
As for the lack of social skills, many students are able to get jobs, where we pick up the necessary skills to deal with a variety pf people. Many of our students go into Medicine, where competitive interview skills are required for admission. We have extra-curricular activities that foster teamwork and leadership while being extraordinarily fun.
Overall, I think the results speak for themselves. 18 out of the top 30 of the state are Selective schools. Good education that is low cost makes everybody happy.
Wednesday 17 December 2008
With brown cocoa skin and curly black hair
So I've now watched both the Priscilla queen of the desert stage production, and the film. I must say that the musical was much more fun, and less disturbing than the film. It was quite a lot of fun forcing Pendragon to watch it xD he's publicly homophobic, but we all know he loves it. Heh.
Tuesday 16 December 2008
we'll show the world we can dance
I am mildly annoyed right now. My camera is dying... and there's not a lot I can do about it. I don't have enough money to buy a new one right now. Gah. my poor bro, took photos and video at his formal, and it's gone. ALL GONE!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! so yeah, he's pretty devastated. so devastated he smacked the camera twice... and now the camera will probably die fairly shortly. *cries*
On the bright side of life
1) I've apologised to Wotshisface for being a bitch, and he's accepted. yay! no hard feelings there.
2) I'm allowed out! yay! apparently my dad's two hour lecture wasn't exactly about banning me from going out. It was about how I should actually think before I say stuff... especially if it's hurtful to my mum. >< sorry mum. sorry dad. I've struck a deal, that I can go to all the stuff that's happening before new years, and after that I have to limit my going out to once a week. seems pretty fair to me =)
Now back to mourning the death of my camera. NOOOO!!!! DO NOT WANT!!!!!!!
On the bright side of life
1) I've apologised to Wotshisface for being a bitch, and he's accepted. yay! no hard feelings there.
2) I'm allowed out! yay! apparently my dad's two hour lecture wasn't exactly about banning me from going out. It was about how I should actually think before I say stuff... especially if it's hurtful to my mum. >< sorry mum. sorry dad. I've struck a deal, that I can go to all the stuff that's happening before new years, and after that I have to limit my going out to once a week. seems pretty fair to me =)
Now back to mourning the death of my camera. NOOOO!!!! DO NOT WANT!!!!!!!
Monday 15 December 2008
Dream catch me if I fall...
So... I don't like Wotshisface anymore... and I don't like Barney Stinson that much... which means right at this moment, I am infatuation free! Yay! Or not yay... I don't know. Without someone to moon over, I am free to think about whatever I want. But then I actually have to come up with things to think about. Isn't that what freedom is? Not needing to rely on other people to make you happy?
Now if only I could go out.
Blast.
Now if only I could go out.
Blast.
100 things
I'm feeling too lazy to make an actual post. So here is a meme instead.
Stuff I've done is bolded.
Stuff I've done is bolded.
1. Started your own blog
Yes. Several. They’re like dirty socks
2. Slept under the stars
That is, I’ve been camping, so I have technically slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
Again, technically yes… if you call a bunch of people who perform together on a regular basis as a band.
4. Visited
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
Not on stage… at least I don’t think I have Oo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of
18. Grown your own vegetables
I grew beans once.
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
Course I have
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
Yep. Just didn’t want to stay at school.
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a
28. Ridden in a gondola in
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
Yep… well We saw the crest… that counts =/
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
Not quite… I’ve been to
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
I’m pretty content with what I have
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
Yep, on several occasions
40. Seen Michelangelos David
41. Sung karaoke
Are you kidding? I love karaoke
42. Seen
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
Surprisingly, no =O I’ve walked on the beach at dusk though…
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
What kind of hopeless romantic would I be if I hadn’t
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
Short films count xD
56. Visited the
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in
74. Toured the
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the
80. Published a book
81. Visited the
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Read an entire book in one day
Saturday 13 December 2008
they taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies, your little spies
I miss Spud. I wish I could talk to her. Now that I can't talk at Lief, Spud is the only one who I can talk at comfortably. Of course I talk to various people, but there is a subtle difference between talking to and talking at. Anyway... I'm just rambling.
According to my parents, because I'm over 18 now, I should behave, talk and think more like an adult. I should be more responsible for the happenings of the household, and over aspects of my life. Unfortunately, I'm not allowed to have the privileges of being 18. I'm not allowed to drink when I go out and I'm not even allowed to go out anymore. I have a job, but the money I earn there is to be locked away so that I can buy textbooks for university, and so I can tutor students. I have to ask permission everytime I want to step out of the house.
So. I'm expected to act like an adult, but I'm still being treated as a child. It would be insufficient to say I am mildly annoyed.
According to my parents, because I'm over 18 now, I should behave, talk and think more like an adult. I should be more responsible for the happenings of the household, and over aspects of my life. Unfortunately, I'm not allowed to have the privileges of being 18. I'm not allowed to drink when I go out and I'm not even allowed to go out anymore. I have a job, but the money I earn there is to be locked away so that I can buy textbooks for university, and so I can tutor students. I have to ask permission everytime I want to step out of the house.
So. I'm expected to act like an adult, but I'm still being treated as a child. It would be insufficient to say I am mildly annoyed.
Saturday 6 December 2008
Random thoughts accumulated from the past few days
1) Lief needs help. He probably has stopped taking his antidepressants.
2) I can't trust M. I still love her, and have fun with her, but I can't trust her anymore.
3) Most of my friends are unreliable.
4) I'm not replying back to letters due to sheer laziness... and I don't care anymore.
5) BarneyStinson is pretty awesome.
6) I don't want to be open with people anymore. I used to tell everyone various things, and now I don't want to tell anyone anything.
7) I want to make more music.
8) My family can't act as my confidant.
9) I can't stand to talk to Lief anymore. He saps my strength.
10) I'm losing Lief. But maybe I should be letting go anyway.
11) I have no one to talk to about this.
12)
2) I can't trust M. I still love her, and have fun with her, but I can't trust her anymore.
3) Most of my friends are unreliable.
4) I'm not replying back to letters due to sheer laziness... and I don't care anymore.
5) BarneyStinson is pretty awesome.
6) I don't want to be open with people anymore. I used to tell everyone various things, and now I don't want to tell anyone anything.
7) I want to make more music.
8) My family can't act as my confidant.
9) I can't stand to talk to Lief anymore. He saps my strength.
10) I'm losing Lief. But maybe I should be letting go anyway.
11) I have no one to talk to about this.
12)
Friday 5 December 2008
Jamming
I went over to Wren's house today for a jamming session. Wren, M, Cyan, Barney Stinson, Ania, and myself made sweet, sweet music =D It was really fun. We'd talk randomly, and then broke into song for 2o minutes. I remember doing Viva La Vida - Coldplay, Everything - Lifehouse, Runaway - The Corrs, Four chord song tribute, Don't say you love me - M2M, Beautiful - Pete Murray, Fluorescent Adolescent - Arctic Monkeys, The Tetris theme, The Final fantasy fight scene theme, simple and clean - Utada Hikaru, Semi-Charmed Life - Third eye Blind, Love song - Amiel, Don't panic - Coldplay, Misery Business - Paramore, and a lot of random stuff... Music makes me so happy. Even if I'm in a really bad mood, singing or listening to music will generally make me feel better. =]
Wednesday 3 December 2008
Ethics - OR - How I completely smacked that interview in the face
All that reading on ethics (I think I spent 6 hours or so on that alone) came in handy afterall. There were a lot of ethical reasoning/dilemma stations today, or stations which required reasonable thought that stemmed from ethical reasoning.
Unfortunately when it came to stations that were supposed to be nice ones, I choked. "Why do you want to be a doctor?" Well I'm interested in human behaviour and their actions, especially when things go wrong. I'm a problem solver, so fixing problems is what I want to do for the rest of my life. "Any other reasons?" ... Is that not a good enough reason? Um... to... save... lives? To... help... people... and stuff... *mumble mumble* WTF Are you telling me that my reason for becoming a doctor isn't good enough for you? Well you can go to "Your time is up for this station. Please exit the room and wait outside the door of your next station. Thank you."
*phew*
Another "nice" one. You had to pick out of a choice of 4 emotions, the emotion that best represented that in the eyes of the picture given. I had already done this question in this quiz: ==> http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/sex/index_cookie.shtml. But there were 36 of them to do in 7 minutes and it took too long >< damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn
And then another one where I had to deal with a crying patient.
I slammed the rest of the staions though. Take that!
I feel really drained right now.
Unfortunately when it came to stations that were supposed to be nice ones, I choked. "Why do you want to be a doctor?" Well I'm interested in human behaviour and their actions, especially when things go wrong. I'm a problem solver, so fixing problems is what I want to do for the rest of my life. "Any other reasons?" ... Is that not a good enough reason? Um... to... save... lives? To... help... people... and stuff... *mumble mumble* WTF Are you telling me that my reason for becoming a doctor isn't good enough for you? Well you can go to "Your time is up for this station. Please exit the room and wait outside the door of your next station. Thank you."
*phew*
Another "nice" one. You had to pick out of a choice of 4 emotions, the emotion that best represented that in the eyes of the picture given. I had already done this question in this quiz: ==> http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/sex/index_cookie.shtml. But there were 36 of them to do in 7 minutes and it took too long >< damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn
And then another one where I had to deal with a crying patient.
I slammed the rest of the staions though. Take that!
I feel really drained right now.
Tuesday 2 December 2008
Ethics - OR- Why I shouldn't become a doctor.
So. My interview that partially determines whether or not I will be accepted into the Med course at UWS is tomorrow. Instead of researching how the Australian healthcare system works, the course requirements etc, I am sitting here blogging. Maybe it's because I'm not wholehearted sure I want to become a doctor. I know that if I want something desperately enough I will get it. I usually get what I want (more on that later).
I know that I've wanted to become either a psychologist or a psychiatrist for a long time. Probably since Lief walked into my life actually. I find people, their behaviour, their habits, their ways of thinking very interesting, and I'd like to work in a career where I can learn something I'm interested in.
I've been looking at the questions that I may be asked tomorrow. For example:
I know that I've wanted to become either a psychologist or a psychiatrist for a long time. Probably since Lief walked into my life actually. I find people, their behaviour, their habits, their ways of thinking very interesting, and I'd like to work in a career where I can learn something I'm interested in.
I've been looking at the questions that I may be asked tomorrow. For example:
Dr Cheung recommends homeopathic medicines to
his patients. There is no scientific evidence or
widely accepted theory to suggest that homeopathic
medicines work, and Dr Cheung doesn’t believe
them to. He recommends homeopathic medicine
to people with mild and non-specific symptoms
such as fatigue, headaches and muscle aches,
because he believes that it will do no harm, but will
give them reassurance.
his patients. There is no scientific evidence or
widely accepted theory to suggest that homeopathic
medicines work, and Dr Cheung doesn’t believe
them to. He recommends homeopathic medicine
to people with mild and non-specific symptoms
such as fatigue, headaches and muscle aches,
because he believes that it will do no harm, but will
give them reassurance.
Consider the ethical problems that Dr Cheung’s
behaviour might pose. Discuss these issues with the
interviewer.
Well, ethically speaking, it's wrong to lie. Experimenting with a placebo on a patient without consent is unethical. If he wanted to reassure the patient, then he should consult with the patient about how the homeopathic remedy hasn't been scientifically proven, but it's an alternative to Western medicine.
Those are the answers given by a few prospective medical students.
I looked at the question, and couldn't find the dilemma.
I think I may be trouble. My ethics are questionable at best. Given a choice between letting a group of innocents die, and a letting one innocent die, I would usually choose one innocent
behaviour might pose. Discuss these issues with the
interviewer.
The above was taken from:
Kevin W Eva, Jack Rosenfeld, Harold I Reiter, Geoffrey R Norman (2004)
An admissions OSCE: the multiple mini-interview
Medical Education 38 (3), 314–326.
Kevin W Eva, Jack Rosenfeld, Harold I Reiter, Geoffrey R Norman (2004)
An admissions OSCE: the multiple mini-interview
Medical Education 38 (3), 314–326.
Well, ethically speaking, it's wrong to lie. Experimenting with a placebo on a patient without consent is unethical. If he wanted to reassure the patient, then he should consult with the patient about how the homeopathic remedy hasn't been scientifically proven, but it's an alternative to Western medicine.
Those are the answers given by a few prospective medical students.
I looked at the question, and couldn't find the dilemma.
I think I may be trouble. My ethics are questionable at best. Given a choice between letting a group of innocents die, and a letting one innocent die, I would usually choose one innocent
Monday 1 December 2008
My dysfunctional family (and why I love them)
My family can be pretty screwed up sometimes.
Take for example my father. One of my earliest memories involving my father is being taught that "if someone makes you angry, stick your middle finger up at them." (Funny story actually, apparently I did that to an adult at my kingergarten place and got smacked over the head for it. Not that I remember xD) He swears a lot, although recently, I've noticed that this has been curbed a little. He has two addictions (again, trying to cut back), one addiction which I've learned to live with, and gambling. Gambling is not cool. He's short tempered (literally. He'll blow his lid, and then be back to normal in the space of half an hour), and thinks he's good at everything.
My mother can be a little naive sometimes, and doesn't understand half of the things I say to her (not her fault, I speak quite quickly and incoherently that the only people who've learned to understand me are Cookies, Spud and Lief.) She is a bit over-protective and old fashioned (which is why when we have 'discussions' about morals, ethics, money or whatever, we usually end up fighting =/). She is extraordinarily conscious about MY weight. And boy can she hold a grudge.
Combined, my parents are racist and disrespectful of privacy. By that I mean they're quite judgemental when it comes to people of different races. They even have issues against the various categories of Chinese, such as people from Hong Kong and Shanghai. The privacy thing is they don't keep secrets. Ie when I tell one parent something, they tell the other one even though they've been told not to. They berate me when I show any kind of emotion aside from happiness or tiredness (ie sadness and anger).
My brothers are gamers, and one of their major vices is Warcraft. I hate Warcraft, mainly because it turns whoever is playing the blasted game into an unresponsive zombie. I also dislike people who discuss Warcraft as if it were a team sport. Warcraft is not cool.
So those are the bad points I think my family has.
When I say my dad thinks he's good at everything, that's because he is. He is literally a Jack of all trades and Master of several. He tells stories well, and is a good communicator. He's also good at analysing his mistakes, and frequently passes on (sometimes useless) advice to other people. He's funny (it's hereditary xD), kind, generous, righteous, strong and practical. He is good with kids (seriously. If you see him with a baby, he literally turns to mush). He's pretty intelligent, and can speak 3 dialects of Chinese, Thai, Vietnamese as well as your bog standard English.
My mother, although she doesn't understand my pseudo-philosophical blatherings (then again, who does?), is still quite intelligent. She didn't go to school due to a certain evil despot (I'm talking about Pol Pot here. He was a bastard.), so she has issues with spelling and vocabulary (and still thinks in Chinese). But she has pulled herself through an Accounting course at TAFE, a First Aid Certificate course, and is currently training to become an aged care worker. She is also kind, generous and righteous.
My brothers are awesome (when they're not playing warcraft). We got each other's backs. They can play guitar (better than me, though it irks me to say so). Makes for some fun jamming time. They are funny (told you it was hereditary), and smart. The elder is more emotionally understanding, while the younger is more philosophically astute.
It's easier to find good stuff about your family when you love and trust them, and they love and trust you back. So yeah, my family is pretty awesome. I feel sad whenever I hear about people who either don't have families, or feel alienated by their families (like Lief and Son of Aeson.) Then again, I'm in a good mood and I'm usually optimistic when I'm content, so it's easy to spot the good points. =]
Take for example my father. One of my earliest memories involving my father is being taught that "if someone makes you angry, stick your middle finger up at them." (Funny story actually, apparently I did that to an adult at my kingergarten place and got smacked over the head for it. Not that I remember xD) He swears a lot, although recently, I've noticed that this has been curbed a little. He has two addictions (again, trying to cut back), one addiction which I've learned to live with, and gambling. Gambling is not cool. He's short tempered (literally. He'll blow his lid, and then be back to normal in the space of half an hour), and thinks he's good at everything.
My mother can be a little naive sometimes, and doesn't understand half of the things I say to her (not her fault, I speak quite quickly and incoherently that the only people who've learned to understand me are Cookies, Spud and Lief.) She is a bit over-protective and old fashioned (which is why when we have 'discussions' about morals, ethics, money or whatever, we usually end up fighting =/). She is extraordinarily conscious about MY weight. And boy can she hold a grudge.
Combined, my parents are racist and disrespectful of privacy. By that I mean they're quite judgemental when it comes to people of different races. They even have issues against the various categories of Chinese, such as people from Hong Kong and Shanghai. The privacy thing is they don't keep secrets. Ie when I tell one parent something, they tell the other one even though they've been told not to. They berate me when I show any kind of emotion aside from happiness or tiredness (ie sadness and anger).
My brothers are gamers, and one of their major vices is Warcraft. I hate Warcraft, mainly because it turns whoever is playing the blasted game into an unresponsive zombie. I also dislike people who discuss Warcraft as if it were a team sport. Warcraft is not cool.
So those are the bad points I think my family has.
When I say my dad thinks he's good at everything, that's because he is. He is literally a Jack of all trades and Master of several. He tells stories well, and is a good communicator. He's also good at analysing his mistakes, and frequently passes on (sometimes useless) advice to other people. He's funny (it's hereditary xD), kind, generous, righteous, strong and practical. He is good with kids (seriously. If you see him with a baby, he literally turns to mush). He's pretty intelligent, and can speak 3 dialects of Chinese, Thai, Vietnamese as well as your bog standard English.
My mother, although she doesn't understand my pseudo-philosophical blatherings (then again, who does?), is still quite intelligent. She didn't go to school due to a certain evil despot (I'm talking about Pol Pot here. He was a bastard.), so she has issues with spelling and vocabulary (and still thinks in Chinese). But she has pulled herself through an Accounting course at TAFE, a First Aid Certificate course, and is currently training to become an aged care worker. She is also kind, generous and righteous.
My brothers are awesome (when they're not playing warcraft). We got each other's backs. They can play guitar (better than me, though it irks me to say so). Makes for some fun jamming time. They are funny (told you it was hereditary), and smart. The elder is more emotionally understanding, while the younger is more philosophically astute.
It's easier to find good stuff about your family when you love and trust them, and they love and trust you back. So yeah, my family is pretty awesome. I feel sad whenever I hear about people who either don't have families, or feel alienated by their families (like Lief and Son of Aeson.) Then again, I'm in a good mood and I'm usually optimistic when I'm content, so it's easy to spot the good points. =]
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