An abundance of Katherines by John Green.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars.
John Green is one of the few who’ve made me laugh and cry in one moment. Also, I’ve been laughing throughout the book, but for some reason, I burst out crying as I finished. Maybe because I didn’t want it to end, or maybe because I have never read something so beautiful.
I wonder how he came up with this brilliantly-constructed plot, how artistically he sculpted each character making such a hard-to-put-down book. I bet it wasn’t easy.
And it’s worthy to mention that this’s the first time I wasn’t offended by a Muslim character. Some aspects of Hassan’s beliefs weren’t so accurate as well as some of the Arabic, but still,I find the effort John Green put in this story very remarkable and impressive.
I loved every word, period.
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Previously in “white-coated ramblings”:
“Let’s just state the fact that crying kids are my least favorite creatures. Sick-screaming kids, on the other hand, are my personal imagination of an alien master plot to dominate earth.”
Okay, now it turns out sick kids are the sweetest creatures ever existed, because when it comes to women in labor, well… that’s what I believe is the core of all villainy!
You think I’m exaggerating? No sir! Try having a 12-hour shift at a room with a minimum of 6 women, each one screams her guts out, each one begs and pleads “I can’t!”, “Stop it!”, “Oh God!” or “I need an analgesic!”, and each one is being yelled at to shut the hell up! I have no idea how they manage to synchronize their screams! And you’re supposed, amid all this chaos, to think and function. You have to measure their blood pressure, pulse, and temperature every hour (by the time you’re done, the next hour has already begun), you have to obtain blood samples, insert cannulae in these demons, and you have to watch how every uterine contraction is transmitted into a complex facial expression of severe agony!
And then comes the “PUSH” phase. Oh, did I mention how giving birth is painfully disgusting??
It’s been a month, and I’ve taken shifts almost everyday. My circadian rhythm is doomed for good, and my caffeine dependence has turned into addiction. So can’t we just accept that women in white gowns are devils in disguise?!
Source: Google images.
Breaking news: I got my first ever salary today!
But do you know how much an Egyptian fresh-graduate doctor makes monthly?
257 Egyptian pounds; that makes 36.11 dollars! Yes, I’m a doctor, but our maid makes triple my salary!
But it was never about the money, was it? *Sighs*
That’s for 2 months!
So today was my first day as an intern doctor. Let me tell you something about hospital internships in Egypt, you know, it’s kind of like Grey’s Anatomy, except that it’s nothing like Grey’s Anatomy! I’ll be thoroughly talking about this, but not today. Stay posted!
What happened today was a cycle of pleading and begging. Why? Because Egyptian “public servants” are heartless and always bad-tempered. Originally, I was listed in one of the ministry’s hospitals, but I filed a request to be moved to my med school’s educational hospital (not today’s story), let’s just focus on the fact that I DID hand the request to the woman in the corresponding office.
Consequently, I should’ve found my name automatically listed in the hospital’s schedules, which hasn’t happened! You don’t want to know the details, because it’s so boring, but to cut the story short, they lost my request, and I had to spin around and get shooed from one office to another to file a new one, begging the employees to just answer my Goddamned questions!
On the plus side, I finally have been listed in pediatrics with cool friends. But we have a night shift tomorrow! Yep, my first ER shift ever is tomorrow! Stay tuned!
Check the following photos for a few seconds, and think…
… Then let me answer a few question that must have popped out:
- Why are they dressed like doctors?? They simply are doctors.
- Why are they out in the streets cleaning cars and selling book and tissues? Well, they’re not collecting money for some cause or charities.
To put it straight, that’s how Egyptian doctors protested today against their inhumanely low income! Medical career is one of the least paid in the country. Believe it or not, the protesters claim the money they made today was a lot more than their salaries! Did you know that a recent graduate doctor earns 256 Egyptian pounds per month (less than 40 dollars)?! Need I mention the improperly tough job circumstances??
It doesn’t shock me, for I joined med-school fully aware of the future lying ahead. It’s just a good chance to tell you how I love medicine in spite of everything!
We’re technically supposed to still be in winter, aren’t we?! Well, either “global warming” has monsterized to thrust its clutches into your soothing chill, or perhaps, the world is just coming to an end! You know, Egypt is meant to be a “warm” zone, but 34ْ C with spring emerging at the horizon is just too much! Sir, what have you saved for summer??!
Today your heat made me feel as if my eyes were replaced by a pair of poached eggs when I walked the street, my brain was on the verge of a meltdown and I wore that crazed look of zombies. I certainly am not the only sufferer, people are going mad out there!
I hope you read my message and reconsider your behavior, maybe you should see a doctor, ’cause sir, we do need you to recover.
Well, I’ve always been such a disoriented, clumsy quitter. I never plan, and when I do, I never follow what I schedule. Few days back, I read a post by Sara Turner titled: 26 Things Before 26, and for a change, I decided to get out of my comfy zone and set the challenge!
Here are 23 things I’d love to do before my next birthday on February 2! 😀
- Finish my novel(s).
- Win NaNoWriMo.
- Scrub-in: Preferably in an eye surgery.
- Score an A in at least one subject.
- Be among the top 1st 500 students in my class: We’re near 1500, and it ain’t as easy as it seems; I’m now the 617th!
- Reach my ideal weight…. (In progress).
- Finish “Insanity” workouts without twisting any joints…. (In progress).
Learn to swim…. (In progress).
Learn another sport.
- Learn to dance.
Improve my photography skills.
- Earn drivers’ license: I learnt driving 4 years ago and have been delaying applying for the exam ever since!
- Read 20 books at least, including the Qur’an: It would’ve been a piece of cake, if it wasn’t for the medical books I have to read as well!
- Inspire someone(s).
- Speak French.
- Play guitar.
Bake a successful cheesecake: Since every trial so far has ended with failure.
- Go skating: I haven’t skated for 4 years!
Climb a mountain, scuba-dive or jump with a parachute: I bet mom won’t let me though!
- Volunteer in a cause.
Join a book club.
Visit brand new places without traveling abroad.
- Fall in love.. Or not..
I’m pinning the list into my pages’ bar until mission’s accomplished. And for the record, the only thing I haven’t yet quitted is this blog! But it was unplanned at all! 🙂
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All of the series that drove me to laugh, the most hilarious one is Psych. I remember randomly stumbling by it few years back on TV, and I ended up stalking every episode of every season. So here’s why it hooked me:
* Comedy is neither about clumsily lame body movements nor throwing some jokes and “driving them into the ground” to waste time. That’s why I’ve never been such a huge fan of sitcoms, and that’s exactly what I love about Psych. The whole situation would crack you up without any exaggeration.
* Gus; the sincere friend and Lassie; the self-centered unfriendly cop! Although non of them is the main character I come to believe they are the real stars of the show! You need to watch it to see how it works.
* The state of mind. I find the idea of a brilliantly observant guy pretending to be a psychic and using his wits to work with the police on solving crimes very appealing.
That’s pretty much enough for now.. What are your favorite comedy series??
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I was flipping through my Kobo reader the other day when I stumbled upon this book. As referred the author Edward Lear, the book is plain nonsense. However, once you begin his 112 rhyming pieces, you can’t help but get sucked in and keep reading and laughing out loud at how absurdly they crack you up! 😀
My favorite pieces:
1. “There was an Old Person of Mold, Who shrank from sensations of cold; So he purchased some muffs, Some furs and some fluffs, And wrapped himself from the cold.”
2. “There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said, “Does it buzz?” He replied, “Yes, it does! “It’s a regular brute of a Bee!”
3. “There was an Old Person of Tartary, Who divided his jugular artery; But he screeched to his wife, And she said, “Oh, my life! Your death will be felt by all Tartary!”
4. “There was an Old Man of Berlin, Whose form was uncommonly thin; Till he once, by mistake, Was mixed up in a cake, So they baked that Old Man of Berlin.”
*Happy dance* Wooh! 14 months of mental and physical spinning have finally come to an end! I still can’t believe I don’t have to dive into jams of medical books for a while, that I’ll wake up whenever I feel like it, watch as much TV as my eyes can tolerate, have time to revive my NaNoWriMo dead word count, get to catch up with friends I haven’t seen for long, earn my drivers’ license, join swimming classes though winter is coming already, lose much weight, and the list could go on forever! 😀
And most importantly, I will get back to aching your heads with my rumbling! 😀