Get it???

:)

yeah the things my sister can come with. I blame it on us being medical students. The weird things you learn, the hours spent memorising can takes it toll and the jokes we make to keep ourselves going.. well... It does keep us going. medical humour, what else? Laughter makes the world go round doesn't it?

Hours and hours of lectures with so much information in them has been the story of my life for the past couple of week. Not to mention a 3000-word essay on a topic that is still so ambiguous in the medical world doesn't help things along the way. I've been pretty good and spending my limited afternoons off in the library going over lectures and writing notes.

Research for my essay has been going SLOWLY, though to console myself, the dateline is only on the 30th of November. Still, we start Neuroanatomy next week, which according to lecturers and seniors will be "the hardest thing you'll ever have to learn in your life." Getting halfway through the essay would be somewhat a comfort. I hope.

4 weeks on the GI tract have been.. well, interesting I must say. Learning about shit.. and even more shit. The types of shit, what it looks like, the colour, fragrant.. you get the picture. Getting told about worms and parasites that can reside in your body cavity can very well make the toughest one among us squirm in our seats.

I'm glad it'll be over soon, it's been a really tiring, so far. But I'm okay. I'm handling it well, and proud of myself for being so disciplined so far. BRING ON NEUROANATOMY. I am going to KICK YOUR BUTT.

How much I enjoy university life over the summer.

Now that I'm back into it, I'm loving it! So many things to do, friends to laugh and have fun with almost all day. Seriously, it's amazing!

Granted there seems to be alot more work to do already, but that just means longer studying hours, and less lazing around. Study more on the weekends, and still have a life.

It's all goooooodddd.

:)


Oh, we get to watch a baby's delivery this year as well!

It's Tuesday today. And I'm leaving TOMORROW!!!!!

Pretty excited to go back to university. Start lectures (my brain has lost function), start my sports (against my doctor's advice), catch up with my friends, get back to doing the cooking, washing, laundry, walk and use the bus instead of the car, get used to the freezing cold (can't believe it's so cold in OCTOBER), study, study and study.

It's been awesome hanging around at home for the past 3 months or so doing absolutely nothing and just relaxing. But I think I've been on holiday quite enough and it's time to get back to the real world. Sure it's a lot more effort, but it's quite satisfying in a way. Knowing that I can live independently and have some fun over there, and come home to.. well, HOME.

I'm almost done with the packing, though I'm sure there will be a couple of last minute things that ned to miraculously fit into my already-full-suitcase that looks like it might explode. And opening the suitcase doesn't seem to be an option - if it goes my mom's way - as it took quite a bit of effort to close it in the first place.

Already got emailed our groups for Hospital and GP attachments for MIP (Medicine in Practice) for the year and I'm glad I have a friend with me! Though there's tto Christopher's in the group - confusing much? We get right into it on the first Monday back next week! Back to the hospital and patients - real Medicine! :) I probably enjoy that part of the course the most - hands on experience and all.

But anyways, it's been a GREAT summer. Seeing my family, spending time with my friends. Just having to let go responsibility and be a kid again, as I've said before.

Summer's OVER! Let's welcome the new academic year ahead. As a good friend just said, "May the 2nd year be EVEN BETTER than the 1st!" Damn right it will be!

So here's to an awesome 2nd year of medical school.

:)

4 more days until I leave this dream land and return to reality.

4 miserable days.

What happened to, "It's gonna be a long summer?"

It wasn't!!! :(


And I haven't started packing yet. GREAT.

It seems so long ago, when I used to run to the swings the minute I got to the playground. Wait impatiently if there was someone swinging away, and then never let the seat go once I'm on it. I loved sitting on a swing. The thrill of swinging the highest, the feel of the wind of my face, the view from the top. I loved it.

I was just thinking about those days, and then I realized what I miss the most from being a kid.

I was fearless.

I kid you not. Now, I can feel my heart skip a beat when I go even remotely above the ground. Adrenaline pumps from my veins and I have a fear of falling. I slow myself down and bring myself back to the ground. I miss being that kid I was.

I want to be fearless again.

I want to not be afraid of falling down.


It's nice to be a kid isn't it? Oblivious about what the world has in store for us. Without a worry in the world. Well, at least not about anything that mattered. And no, kindergarden homework doesn't count. Nor does practicing the piano.

I've been like a kid these past few months. Not a worry in the world about anything.

I like it that way. But I also know that it can't last. And reality must come crashing down. It's been awesome reliving my childhood days, but I also know that life would be just a little bit meaningless. To go on as a kid.

It's time to break out of this reverie.

Carry out my responsibility. Stay focused and disciplined. Be organized.

There's things to do before I leave.

I need to snap out of being a kid, and snap back into teenage-hood.


So here we go!!!

I remember the days in school, when August used to be completely devoted to Merdeka celebrations. The Jalur Gemilang proudly hung in front of every class, the choir practicing songs praising our country, the whole school singing Keranamu Malaysia, Tanggal 31..

This time around, I was disappointed with the Merdeka celebrations. Well, partly to blame would be the H1N1 virus. Still, I expected more after the launch of the 1Malaysia goal.

The best example of the 1Malaysia concept, is my friends and I. For that I'm grateful.

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On another note, it's September. And summer is ending. In about 3 weeks, I have to say goodbye to everything and everyone here and resume 2nd year of medical school.

3 months isn't enough.

Seriously.

I'm not looking forward to the 30th of September. Hopefully I'll feel differently when the time comes.