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A Singaporean girl who graduated from a Medical College in the UK and currently working as a doctor, spending most of my years abroad burying myself amongst medical books, speaking Queen's English and trying to adapt to life in Britain. But I still remain a true blue Singaporean who loves my plate of char kway teow and enjoys the sense of closeness when speaking "Singlish" to my fellow countrymen. Why "The Chinese Doctor"? Because that's what my patients call me since they don't know my name!

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Working hard

I've been working hard the whole day.

I'm supposed to blog about the book, but I'll do it some time later when I'm more free. It's late and I should be off to bed pretty soon.

I learnt new stuffs today, which is making me quite pleased. I enjoyed myself most when I was down at the Esplanade today.

Jap class was the usual..so nothing much to talk about. I was having a tough time learning it this morning that I decided to reward myself by going for a walk around town, before heading for somewhere else. Bought a blue top..dirt cheap..only $9.50. Then I went to take a look at CDs. I bought the S.E.N.S album. It's got 2 discs, so value for money manz. And the good thing is the music are all so soothing and nice.

Headed to Esplanade, with the plan to study for a few hours before French class. I was taking a very very slow stroll as I was heading there from Citylink. I was admiring the art pieces on display and the photos displayed in the 'underpass'. I love the photos very much. Very well taken pics of the life in Tibet, Nepal, India and China. I want to visit these places one day. How nice if I can go to these places for a short period of time to give free medical services after graduating. I'm sure there are such events going on. These places are having a great lack in their medical facilities. It'll be wonderful if I can help contribute and even understand their way of life. I've been too much of a city girl (not that I mind), but I just realised that this world's huge..and there are just so many things around me which I have not experienced or even know. What is it like to be living in their world? I'm sure I'll learn a lot. SMSL holds events something like this to other 3rd world countries every year, and due to me being homesick so often, I never took part in any. I should try to take part in future huh..

It felt great stepping into the Esplanade. The park is my favourite place. I wanted to go there after studying, but didnt have the time to do so. Arts..something I love and am always fascinated about. So naturally, I was smiling as I walked into the library. However, it was crowded with students, who are mugging for the upcoming exams. I went to the Dance section (as usual), and got real excited when I saw ballet on screen again. I miss dancing so badly. I miss those days I get out of the studio satisfied, and those days where I vent all my frustrations and problems by dancing and dancing. It felt as if the stage was mine, the audience was mine (even though the number wasn't big, unless it's an open house). And I definitely miss that opportunity I had to perform on stage in front of tons of people during summer school one year. The applause was fabulous. It felt like heaven.

Enuff about ballet..haiz. I found a table to do my studying. Kept burying my head into my Jap and French books. I revised till I got real saturated, and was about to give up, until I remembered what I read from the book I bought yesterday. I told myself, "If I were to give up now, I'll be having the mind of a loser" and I reminded myself of this.."The only way to become smarter is to start getting confused. Only then will you be able to try to find the reason and resolve this". I was confused with what I was studying. Jap seems to get more and more confusing. I tried hard to solve it, but was not able to see the concept. Looks like the only way now is to consult my tutor.

Today's lesson 2 for French, but due to my lousy memory, I got the date of the 1st lesson wrong, accounting for why I had to be an hour earlier for class this evening for a make-up lesson. My teacher's French and he's cute! Ok, but I don't have designs on him alright. He's just my teacher. I think I am probably the youngest in class. My classmates are all grown ups who belong to the working society (er..actually most of my friends are working already..so does that make me one of them considering my age?). Loads of Indians. I was quite surprised until I remember that Indians seem to like Europe for one reason or another. Tons of them migrate there..just like UK..turning into Bombay already.

French's tough because of their pronunciation, and the masculine/feminine form. But I learnt a lot in class. I think my pronunciation isn't smooth yet, so I'll need to practise reading it many times.

Parents are grumbling about me not going to hospitals or clinics for attachment. Mum wants me to write in to NUS to request for them to let me join them for attachment. I don't mind, but on another hand, I'm reluctant too. I don't wish to have my whole gap year filled with nothing but medicine and medicine again. But I don't think my parents share the same thoughts as me. I feel that this gap yr..to them..it seems like a break because there was no other alternative out, rather than one to let me breathe and go back fresh. Then again, I shall not blame them for it. The book I read said that I am responsible for all my actions and consequences and I should not blame anyone for it. Only then can I feel that life isn't treating me unfairly, be happier and be motivated to make changes in my life. Shall try to follow those teachings..must make full use of my $21..

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