I am going to get pre-mature arthritis. My right knee has been making little creaky sounds when I straighten my leg, a bit like the sound you get when you crack your joints. My cartilage will soon erode to nothing. This is a terrible sign.

The thought of having no cartilage and stiff joints spurred me to action. I decided to stop all jogging activities, which er, surprisingly wasn't difficult. I also made a new resolution to swim twice a week instead, but so far that hasn't happened. I haven't quite carried out my grand plan of cycling at the gym either.

After several months of being too lazy to shop, I went out to buy a pair of flats, because I figured that my high heeled sandals were damaging to my knees. I think they are better for my knees. Unfortunately they also cause blisters, which is unfair, because the flats are more ugly and therefore supposed to be more comfortable.

Anyway some of my fellow interns were gossiping some days ago, which gave me new insight into the observational abilities of the male population. The topic of contention was someone I shall name simply as girl A, who apparently has a weird British slang and other interesting traits.

"Who is girl A? Is she working here too?" I asked, after listening to a long discussion.

"Yeah, you know, the one a bit smaller than you..."

"Is she the one with long dyed hair?"

"Er, I'm not sure. I don't think so."

I pressed on. "So is her hair long or short?"

"I don't know! I never observe carefully."

Another intern tried to be helpful. "Longer than mine, shorter than yours."

Because his hair was just a bit longer than cropped, this was not helpful.

"So does she wear specs?"

They thought for a while. "Don't know leh, I never see carefully."

GAH.

Anyway, never believe it when people say that females are more gossipy than males. They just don't do it as well.