the final verdict: i have a brain! and it's perfectly normal.

one of the things to thank God for this week. haha this morning i underwent an MRI (that's Magnetic Resonance Imaging, a remote corner of my brain throws up the words to that posh-sounding acronym) scan, yes I could say it was all for the purpose of furthering the research in the quest for better treatment in Singapore but I'd be lying, i was partially there for the monetary incentive ;P. well the first thing they did was to make sure there wasn't any metal on me (and me paranoid mom actually took out my purple extensions for me one by one cos' she was scairt there be metal in em' so now i've a head of completely natural hair), then i went to lie down on those bed things that slide into a circular dome-like machine... ah i'm sure we've all seen that sort of machine before, right? it's the same one that guy who "attracted" lana lang on smallville a few weeks back got his power from when he short-circuited the whole thing...haha.

i didn't like the "bite the mouthpiece" part where they put this "cage-like" helmet over my face when i was lying down.. this mouthpiece was actually a piece of clear plastic on which they put this putty-like plasticine material which hardened after i sank my upper set of teeth into it... yeah which made for a bit of a stiff neck after i finally got out of the thing. yeah i found it quite funny that they asked me which radio station i wanted though... haha i requested for class 95 (wow talk about free advertising) and kylie minogue's on a night like this came BLASTING on which i thought was hugely hilarious because these two nerd guys were obviously not the sort to listen to this kinda music, ya know what i mean? and i couldn't even move, so the bopping tunes (i remember the second song was the "heeeeeeey, heeeey baby! hoo ha! i wanna knoooooooow if you'll be my girl!) didn't help my stability much.

yeah so anyway they switched off the music, and then flashed pictures of animals, birds, inanimate objects against landscape scenery via a mirror attached on the inner part of the "cage-like helmet". after awhile i must admit i was getting sleepy. duh you all know my sleeping habits ja. the last 15 minutes were spent calibrating (i think it was a full, detailed scan of everything in my brain), and i think i quite fell asleep cos' it was quite comfortable despite the mouthpiece... i mean they even put a woolly blanket over me and everything! haha so yeah, that plus the soothing music (well it was nelly furtado's try and clay aiken's solitaire which i don't quite like but aaaanyway, among other songs) really sent me off to dreamland... good thing some part of my brain was aware of being photographed and i woke in time to hear them tell me everything was over! yippee!

and then they showed me my brain. for real! the whole picture thing. when the guy moved his cursor over the images taken rapidly over seconds i could see my eyelids open and shut while i blinked! it was freaky to the max.. haha but he told me i had no tumours (yeah which is one more good thing that came out of this) and showed me some areas of the brain that's associated with memory and face-recognition and stuff. so yeah. that was it!

yeah then for the rest of that day i went out with yanny... we managed to get my bank errands done and to get my new journal at bookbinders (seriously, let me be the owner of such a shop and i'll be blissful forever), as well as borrow four tapes/dvds from esplanade library! we watched strictly ballroom (go off on dreamy tangent here about ugly ducklings who can actually score cute guys) and the first movie to include speech ever, the jazz singer. i admit the lack of speech (only 280 words spoken, blink and you'll miss it!) quite sent me off to sleep (again) but ah well. i am enlightened, once again. hopefully this makes me score for film history next sem.

ok that's enough trash from me for now. shall sign off here. till then, drop comments and i'll respond. don't, and i won't.