How time flies... I'm in my final term of medical school this year and it felt like yesterday I was just settling down in Glasgow. Heck, in fact, I remember the first day of kindergarten like it was a couple of hours ago. My mother in her teal coloured silk blouse bidding goodbye, leaving me with my peers - a choir of screams and wails. I stood out among them. I did not scream or shed a tear. I was just a little anxious, but very much clueless. That sums up the majority of my childhood, being clueless and unemotional. It seems an utter waste. All the memories I had had so much potential in them. Countless of opportunities for me to test my emotions to their limits and all I did was to remember them impersonally. The only saving grace is the clarity of my memories.
Oh I have definitely gone off track on this. Okay, this entry is me procrastinating from writing up my Obstetrics and Gynaecology notes which is making me feel even more guilty and now, anxious that I'm a year away from looking after sick people. (I wrote a sick person initially and had to correct that. One person will be great for my first job, but nahh :/ )
I guess this is my usual nostalgia post? But where has time gone to!!! I am actually getting quite upset on this. I don't even know why I am feeling as such. It is definitely not the material comfort I have in Glasgow nor the freedom I am empowered with. They are what they are called - materials and I will willingly trade all of them for my family and friends anytime. So what is it? Inertia from growing up?
ok done. it was just a matter of mood swings.
