Friday, March 20, 2009

Eggs

Okay, the title just popped up out of god-knows-where. I've been seeing it almost every single day this week. As you all know, I don't like eggs, so, I don't eat them. But miraculously, once, when I was a few years old, my mom made French toast (out of eggs) and I loved it.

Just had it the other
day for breakfast.

Gah ! ! ! Totally forgot about Flag Day for tomorrow, which means I have to study the whole day or else I won't be able to finish the syllabus. Gah ! ! ! *sigh*

The other day, on Tuesday, my sis requested me to watch this show, Patch Adams. He seeks psychiatric help after a suicide attempt and is institutionalized. His original name, Hunter Adams changes to Hunter "Patch" Adams because one of the great illusionist as well as a patient in the psychiatric ward, addressed him as Patch. He then purchases a land to construct Gesundheit Institute with one aim, that is to treat any walk-in patient without medical insurance. His girlfriend was then found murdered by a psychologically disturbed man, Larry who turns the shotgun on himself after that. Dismissed from the school for a second time because he ran a clinic and practiced medicine without a license, he files a grievance with the state medical board at the advice of his former med school roommate, Mitch Roman and must attend a hearing where it is decided whether he can graduate. Patch is able to convince the jury in a final speech that he did his best to help the people that came to him.

He's well-known for his great sense of humour and the red nose amongst the sick.

That's all. Shall update again after test.

P.S: Instrumental songs are much more calming.

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