Photo courtesy of our new friend, Jali and his awesome wide angle lens =)
I close my eyes and feel myself rocking softly to the beat of the waves. The sun, with its UV rays at full force, splashes generously across my face. I feel slightly nauseated, but that is only to be expected. After all, it's such a rare occurrence for me to even be on a boat. Let alone one that rocks like this. If a little nausea is the price i have to pay, then I'd willingly take it 10 times over.
For a couple of days after our little island escapade, i couldn't sleep without dreaming about the sun, the sand and the clear blue waters. That has faded slowly with time and reality. Before long I'm shoved reluctantly into the real world again, where things aren't as carefree. Where skies aren't as blue. Where little pleasures require a bit more effort.
Next week, I'd be starting the much dreaded elective attachment at Sg Buloh Hospital. Mom, in an attempt to educate me about the ways of the world, scolds my frustration at having to do this by giving me the same advice I've heard almost all of my life (and have by now learnt by heart):
"If you don't learn to enjoy the things that you still need to do anyway, then you'll never learn to be happy."
And Mom is right (as she always is). If i can't fight it, might as well enjoy it right?!
Yosh Izyan!! Berusahalah!! d^___^b
