Sweetness

I found a box of macaroons on my locker today. 

Hehe. You made my day, Atik!

Thank u.

v(＾__＾  v) ♪~ 
LaLaaaLaLa~

Mr Lee

I have found myself another Mr Lee to obsess about (adding to the 2 Mr Lees I already have in my collection). This particular Mr Lee I stumbled upon quite by accident, but the attraction was instantaneous. I can only describe it as love at first sound~

Yes yes, it was his voice that caught my fancy. Deep, sultry, with just the slightest hint of huskiness to it. He has the type of voice a girl could drool over day after day without getting bored. And that charming smile of his, well... that's just an added bonus. =)

So come on girls, come and drool with me ^^

p/s: i heard Mr lee is going to star in the upcoming twilight movie, which i secretly resent cos i don't particularly like the whole edward pattinson (did i get his name right?) obsession going on with pre-pubescent schoolgirls. I mean c'mon, the dude doesn't even take a bath in the morning! Besides, it just seems such a waste to even sit through such a sorry excuse for a movie - The heroine is pathetic, the guy even more so and the storyline is weak and unoriginal at its best (i'm saying this without ever having watched any of the movies). But oh well, i guess i've no choice but to watch it now that Mr Lee is in it. Talk about irony!

Trust me, I'm a Doctor.

I keep hearing this song on radio.
It's cool cos it has "doctor" (-->pointing to myself!) in it's title.
Kyaaahaha~... i'm conceited... and i love it! =P



I should mention this: The band's 100% certifiably Irish. Mullingar to be precise (Where i did my Obs&Gynae attachment last year. Woot!)
My favorite of their songs is: Postcards from their Domino Effect album.

Read.My.Lips.

p/s: and just in case you're wondering, those are in fact, my very sexy lips in the picture. hehe. =)

Frustration

It's funny, and maybe a little sad, but since becoming a final med student, i have cried myself to sleep at least one night of the week, if not two or three. Frustration with classmates who've suddenly become so 'kiasu', frustration with myself for not knowing half of the things i should know, frustation with just everything in general.

Even when i know that crying isn't productive, it's as much relief as i can get from what little comforting resources i have left at my disposal. My friends have their own final med problems to worry about. My parents don't really understand, and i don't blame them. And random strangers aren't nearly as enticing as they used to be.

So i cry.

Because let's face it: "Who would understand the frustration of a pessimistic, jaded med student anyway, if not her own tears?"

intern

'Final' is a sad word. It implies that there will be no more afterwards. That i have reached the end of the road. The end to everything. Such finality bugs me, as i imagine it does everyone else. Some say the end only means the start of something new, something exciting, something extravagant etc etc... But what they don't know is that i don't like new, or exciting, or extravagant. What i like is going through the motions of the same old routine. What i like is being in my comfort zone. What i like is things to be exactly the way they are.

And then i realize that what bugs me most is that i'll lose all these people i'm familiar with, who in turn are familiar with me. These people who know most, if not all, of my peculiarities, my weird habits and my pet peeves yet still treat me like they do any normal person. They judge, but our familiarity with each other has given us that right to judge without offense, to laugh off any judgement without hard feelings.

Where else can i find that?

Certainly not the people i will be working with in the future.

And so, the finality of this familiar arrangement we've made for ourselves is putting me down... down... down.. down... =__='