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2003-03-27

It seems like it's my lucky week! I only have to go to school for two days -- and not even full days at that! Well, I guess lucky in that I really should be studying for my two exams on Monday, which are going to be honking big ones.

We don't have to go to school tomorrow because we are supposed to have clinic at the hospitals but they are restricting access due to the SARS outbreak. Which is great because: 1) I have some serious studying to do (as in, I think I'm looking at remedial work in the summer if I don't buckle down in the next three days and stop watching trashy TV shows like "American Idol" or "Temptation Island"); 2) I definitely don't want to catch anything; and 3) I wasn't looking forward to wearing a mask while in class for four whole hours since we probably weren't even going to see patients.

And one of the stupidest things I did today was go and buy hand sanitizer. I was thinking, "Wow, I certainly touch a lot of nasty poles on the subway. Maybe I can kill some potential SARS germs with some good old alcohol jelly!" Yeah, good one, trying to kill viruses with antibacterial stuff. Maybe I should get some more sleep.

That's it, nothing witty from this end because I'm sleep-deprived and stressed. Oh, except that on the subway, this woman sat down beside me while I was studying with my head down. Then all of a sudden, her boyfriend, who was standing next to me, leaned over to whisper something in her ear. Right over my head! I don't want people hovering over my head! And they were so close that I thought they were kissing! I don't want kissing within three inches of my head! That is way too close for comfort!

Then he stopped leaning (probably because I straighted up and moved my head around to remind them that I was still freaking trapped right in between the two of them) but they started to conduct a conversation with large arm and hand motions along with exaggerated whispers. I thought that maybe one of them was deaf and it was sign language, but no, it wasn't. They seemed to be making a lot of fishy gestures actually -- lots of open palms, with upward thrusting, cupping motions and vertical wavy gestures. Seemed outright perverted. And I was caught in between the crossfire! I wanted to slap their hands down!

When he finally got a seat perpendicular to us, they just took each other's hands and started whispering intimately, occasionally pausing to gaze into each other's eyes. I'm all for "Make love, not war," but not like this, especially not on the subway. I really hate public transportation.

One last thing. I love how the TV promos for "The Pianist" have the announcer saying "The Pee-AN-ist" instead of "The PEE-an-ist." Are we taking censorship that far now to resort to mispronouncing words?