Thursday, February 16, 2012

Alma mater

This is not a post about med school, but rather, about boys school.

My last school is Alam Shah Science School. Its a boys school, and full boarding school. The two years I spent there learning wasn't only for SPM but also, about life and to survive. I like to think that I started to be more independent here. Simply put, it's a memory that I won't forget.

Now, people often ask me about the different environment in boys school. Oftenly, they will come with presumption such as, the students are all hard headed, bullying was everywhere and of course the classic stereotype that all boys school grads have tendency to be gay. Goddammit!

When I explain to them the real situation (the situation at my school that is) they seemed to be cleared from those stereotype. Thank God! But one particular fella (Bunyamin is my victim here, though he isn't the one who I mentioned) got a different interpretation of how its like to be in boys school.

Anyway, Happy Anniversary to the 4th Batch of ASiS, The RIVOLUSiS !

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Cadaver: Poking

The 4th part of the series, might not be the last

Here's the thing, I meant no disrespect or whatever but I can't help it. As a child I always want to touch things on the shelves of the shop and etc. but that's how I get familiarising myself with the surroundings. It's like looking by touching. SO, naturally I'll poke here and there in the cadaver room, my Yazid doesn't like it one bit. Though I respect his view but due to my stubbornness (and maybe curiosity) he just let it slide. Maybe he is tired of yelling at me all the time. Who knows?

Luckily the cadavers won't break if you touch it. Or else, I have to buy it if I broke it. You know, like "If you broke it, you bought it" policy in shop?

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Cadaver: Heart

3rd part of the Cadaver series

The human heart is the size of your fist. It's about 350 grams. If its bigger or heavier than that, you might have an underlying heart problem. The gross anatomy of the human heart is not like what I imagined as a child. You know, the love sign? Its not at all. Actually the love sign is a pagan symbol for buttocks. So, when I see a girl (or sometimes boys) draw the love sign, I was chuckling to myself.

Okay, the cadaver heart didn't snapped off because of me. According the lab tech who was in charge that day, the cadaver heart was already loose because students and lecturers always try to take it out to show the oblique sinus (or whatever it is posterior to the heart).