Ever did something totally out of your mind? Despite warnings of ppl telling you not to do so. Even more so dat after you did it, you actually question yourself why you even did it to start with? Happens to me all the time, and it now leaves me feeling like crap.
But then again, everytime i feel like crap, i start to appreciate those that are most precious to me. I start to move myself away from the crap dat happens, and care for those who care for me. And it's these time of crap, dat i think through i want to do at the end of the day, how i am going to go about achieving it.
Crap will come to an end sometime. Crap can't last forever. And most of all, i can imagine myself laughing the crap away 5 yrs down the road, as i am, laughing away crap dat has happened throughout my life.
So remember, the next time you think u are receiving crap you dun deserve, heads up and walk on. Someday, the person who mocks at you will receive their fair dose of crap.
Btw, i love crab, which is not to be confused with crap.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Saturday, August 4, 2007
It's august. 3 months into the life of being a doctor. 3 months of being utterly exhausted. And all of a sudden, i just sat back and stared at my table, and realise dat something is amiss.
My table's a mess, stuff strewn all over the place. Letters which i have not opened for weeks. Piles of books and journals. Credit card application brochures. MOH guidelines. 2 day old cup of coke. Cables and old rough paper.
I turned around and saw the even greater mess. The wardrobe has clothes not neatly packed. The ground is stacked with old stuff. The books are everywhere. My trash bin is full and overflowing with papers.
Looking beyond the mess, i see a even greater mess in myself. 3 months of work, and i dun see myself being much better off. The bank account is still empty. My medical knowledge is still lot to be desired. Still having bad karma as usual.
Nothing much has changed.
My table's a mess, stuff strewn all over the place. Letters which i have not opened for weeks. Piles of books and journals. Credit card application brochures. MOH guidelines. 2 day old cup of coke. Cables and old rough paper.
I turned around and saw the even greater mess. The wardrobe has clothes not neatly packed. The ground is stacked with old stuff. The books are everywhere. My trash bin is full and overflowing with papers.
Looking beyond the mess, i see a even greater mess in myself. 3 months of work, and i dun see myself being much better off. The bank account is still empty. My medical knowledge is still lot to be desired. Still having bad karma as usual.
Nothing much has changed.
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