9.6.06

a lil' more..

this is winter, isnt it? i admit its a bother to take 3x the effort to get out of bed than on any other warmer occasions(just exeggerating) get tat touch of giggling water on ur face.. make ur way thru the cold, gusty wind and to be taken for a 25-min ride along the winding indooroopilly road b4 finally reaching tat place called UQ.

it takes tat optimism and to say the least, i've been quite optimistic tat this has been repeated on a day-to-day basis.. while yawning and settled in a corner, ass on a cushioned seat, face in frnt of the paper or screen(for hours) b4 time to get home, awaiting for the chores of the house, have a good night sleep and find urself the next day, doing the same thing over again.. smetmes just questions u.. 'when is it gonna end?'

life revolves around academy on my part of life, unto which i have put utmost priority such a way tat i've given up a lot on other aspects.. i've given up fun.. given up having to make frens or go to gatherings.. given up on self-consideration for religion.. instead.. discipline has to be instilled and u just feel nonetheless odd, going thru a life of ur own.. just wonder how cud it eventually succeed w/o tat drive and endurance and most importantly, the support by ppl who'd instill love.. just this moment, only i tried it all, to keep reminding myself..

smetmes u even wonder what if u couldnt please certain ppl? what if they end up discriminating w/o tat understanding? i just knew i had to cont on.. just when u tot how lonely life can be, u should learn to count the blessings.. thanks tina.. i love her quote- have drive, have passion, have a purpose and be humble..
*really essential*

i was reading one of my senior's blog.. it was humurous.. just some way she makes fun about a physical examination.. 'yay! my first tumor.. oh wait.. it's metastatic and u have only six months to live..' crap.. :p they'd started to buy their own stethoscopes, costing around $200 each.. it's quite interesting to see tat excitement in tat course of life.. nonetheless, interesting on the other, when you get to see the nitty gritty behind it.. :p

she writes at 1.33am, on a fri nite, on her withering mood..
"it's just one of those nights where i'm at home and wondering how the hell did i get here. WTF am i doing here and do i want to be here."

"when will all this stop.. just a lil' more, just a lil' more, just a lil' more.. how many little mores will there be before its enough?
No skiing trip because this is fu**ing medicine and every bloody second counts as gold, its not undergrad anymore..
I'm wondering if i can see this thru.. this is wat i wanted isnt it? this is wat i've been working towards isnt it? i dun understand why then am i so unhappy?"

but.. at the end, she admits occasional breakdowns like tis are necessary so she cud get her system rebooted the next day.. i guess tat's wat the life of a medic is.. hope she doesn't mind the plagiarism.. :)

hah.. i guess its time to go back to work.. on a fri nite.. all in all.. amongst the cruel glances, there are smiling glances and thoughts of you frm somewhere.. very sure~

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