The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.

have been eating a little too much this past month while on attachment and i think i'm putting on the pounds..

plus it's that time of the month where i feel super bloated and like a beached whale...

wanted to go for a run today, so i happily msged my dad and asked him whether he wanted to go run in the park...

his reply was floor wet laa..and so i decided to run tomorrow! craaap...

and the baked cheese cake from carrefour was soo delish i finished it up right after dinner ):

nownow where's all the determination when i need it.....

never ever again will i touch that vile drink.

i think.

okay maybe i'll restrict myself to just a little..

it's really funny how the saying 'the world is so small' can be soo true? it's really cliched though..

who knows that after being in the same uni class as mel for 3 years and finally being closer friends in the better part of the last year, she turned out to be THE junejune from my kindergarten days...

i don't know..it's really shocking...

and now she's telling me that titus from my jc class was in the same kindergarten as well..like whaat sputter sputter what!

and gg through all the photos in the cardboard to look for kindergarten photots made me stumble across pictures of my dad and mum when they were young and dating..

totally put them in a different light...

my dad looked way handsome...like someone that would catch my eye in the streets but made me think nah too good-looking for me...

my mum wasn't any worst for the wear..she had the trendiest hairstyle and clothes..clothes that i'd cry and ask her why did you not keep them for me....

and they looked soo happy together..

and now 30 years down the road, my dad has this huge belly and my mum's looking tired and is grumpy...

and i don't want to end up like that...

but they're the most normal parents i've ever known..

blardy hell i should be happy that i wasn't given a dysfunctional family..

and if normal's not good enough for me..

i think i might be too greedy....

ugh..feeling depressed and sad..think it's that time of the month again

not getting enough sleep during this preceptorship period is getting to me.

have been catching little catnaps on the train ride to and back from work. and today after dinner, i felt this sudden wave of tiredness so i went to sit on my bed for awhile. the nxt time i was conscious, it was midnight and my mum was telling my sister that she was gonna switch off the lights outside.

in my grogginess, i thought it was the next morning already and was thinking why my mum didn't wake me up for work.

but yay! one of the best feelings in the world is waking up and realising you have a whole night ahead of you to sleep!

decided to do some of my hw and find out answers to some of the preceptors' question but i forgot to bring my notebook with all the questions in it home...ugh!!! better head to work earlier tmr...

the time at sgh now seems to be passing pretty fast..7 more days to the end of inpatient...