It's already Friday but I don't really know what has happened for the past 5 days, really. Orthopaedic is very interesting, but I don't fancy the ward and the environment that much, so that's a bummer. I know I won't exactly have the priviledge of liking or not liking anything when I work later...
Oh I passed my medicine posting. The results are not officially out yet in the sense that I've not asked my mentor to collect my results for me... but I know because the group sort of know who didn't quite make it (I'm not one of them)... so that means that the rest of the group made it. No joy and happiness at all in the group, which I thought was very thoughtful and appropriate... because we all knew quite well what it "could" have been like ... everyone kept rather quiet and solemn during the afternoon class this afternoon when the news broke out about our results... and one of them slumped on the chair beside me and started pouring her heart out about how she was sort of expecting her results... My heart went out to her, and I didn't know how really to console her, because one thing we weren't that close to begin with... and I was so surprised that she chose to talk to me... maybe she wanted to share it with someone she wasn't really close to... I really don't know...
My day stretched until 7.30pm today... after my afternoon trigger, we had a special lecture/quiz with an invited paediatrician, supposedly from 5-7pm, but she was 40mins late, so our session extended to about 7.30pm... didn't get to have dinner with my family and my uncle Jon, so they just had something packed for me on their way home...
I was actually kind of planning to spend my day in the hospital tomorrow to complete my procedures and get some cases for my case summaries, but when I got into the car when my parents picked me up from the faculty, my mum was already going on and on about where she wanted me to bring her to buy the things for Cap Goh Mei... so I think I may just have to postpone the hospital thingy for another day... nowadays I really sort of cherish my time with my family especially my parents, because my heart's set on leaving Kuching in a couple of month's time... don't get me wrong... I don't really want to leave Kuching, I just need a change, and I'm thinking that KK would be just the thing for me. I was asking Hema about it just now... she seems very interested, but I guess she's also quite unsure... it's a tough thing really to decide.
Sometimes it kills me to think of leaving my parents behind. Soemtimes I wish I could leave them sooner... you know the works... but I'm always constantly thinking about my poor mum who has Rheumatoid Arthritis, and that these 2 decades or so would be her remaining best, so it kills me just thinking about leaving her. But she's very supportive... she's already talking about going down to KK with me if I get the posting, to help me settled in and stuff... I'm not so concerned about my dad... he can live without me... I know he can't live without my mum, but me... he'll be alright.
People always say that children are supposed to leave their parents when they are all grown up and start their own lives and families... but why do I feel like I would be an ungrateful child if I leave them? *Sigh*
I hope things would be clearer when the time comes... yes, yes, I know... why don't I pray about it? When I'm ready...
On a lighter note... I was just telling some friends that I was getting this motivation to loose weight for health and vain reasons... it suddenly occured to me what was important and what wasn't... my priority has sort of gotten reshuffled... and just this evening a colleague commented that I was looking prettier, so I thanked her but remarked to Adeline, who heard the compliment that I'd rather have the colleague compliment on my weight loss (if any) than on my looks, anytime... no matter how I try to psycho myself about beauty being skin deep, we still live in a very superficial world, sadly. I believe (not an overvalued idea) that I'm being passed for great opportunities because of my weight. I'm sore about it in some sense, and I won't pseudogratify myself that I'm happy with my "looks"... but I want to make it happen, I want to have a better control of my body. Period.
So that's all for my rantings tonight (this morning I mean)... cheers!