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The misadventures of the heart and sometimes, the stomach.

Hospital Lessons.

9th March 2013
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It is impossible to pee into a beaker without getting some on your hand. That the doctor only need to utter the word, ‘positive’ for your entire world to come crashing down. Private hospitals are fucking expensive. Hospital food can be quite delicious. It’s fun being pushed around in a wheelchair. That surgical robes leaves

Don’t Tell Anyone.

27th February 2013
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Photo Credit: Allan Wong Photography I was 12 and he was my swimming instructor. We had lessons every Saturday. He taught me the breaststroke, freestyle and how to somersault underwater. He also taught me how to rub sunscreen on his shoulders, back and thighs. He corrected my diving form and strokes. He also corrected me when

Validate Me.

21st February 2013
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Validate me. Look at my grades, my pay slip, the car that I drive. Look at that overpriced degree that I recently obtained from a private university. Tell me that an Arts degree is just as good; that I can be just as successful and live a fulfilling life even if I can’t do Maths