November 4th is coming! Just 17 days to go - yup, the day when the people of 1 nation decide the fate of pretty much the entire world over then next few years. The 3rd presidential debate was a good watch - it was almost amusing to watch the ever-plastered 'smiling' John McCain act all aggressive and harp on the same points over and over again. And I am certainly won over by Obama's calm demeanour and foucs on true issues rather than terrorist allegations repeatedly.
Watch the full video at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DvdfO0lq4rQ
Hoping that America makes the right choice this time at least! Will surely miss the breakfast discussions on Palin and Obama with team 3 :)
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escapades from singapore - an attempt to capture in writing the experiences/emotions/ups & downs and pretty much everything else happening in my rather eventful life as a med student. its going to be tough capturing everything in words, but worth a shot I think!
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ROAD LESS TRAVELED
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
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