Good People

Meeting good people is usually an unexpected event. And often, one doesn't realize the event itself save in retrospect. But every so often, the goodness and kindness somebody you've never met, and probably won't ever meet who's halfway across the world in New York City, hits you like a punch in the gut over the phone and leaves you reeling with joy. Thank you Cheryl (is that even how your name is spelt?), for putting this medical student out of misery. A million times, Thank You.

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Picking up the pieces is definitely not easy at first, but as the bits and pieces come together, picking up more pieces becomes a little easier. Am grateful for the littlest things, and it's a nice feeling.

Finally, applications to the USA are done and dusted. Now, I'll just have to pray that they'll reach when they're supposed to and that's just about that. I can't believe it's done! Applying to the States is just an amazingly convoluted, longdrawn process with so many parts to it that you're never really done even when you think you are.(yeah even when you're standing at the Post Office, trying to CALMLY fill in the addresses etc and praying you're not going to mess up). And imagine, I applied to 4 schools simultaneously! It was helluva lot of paperwork, and was my task du jour since O&G ended, so it's a real weight off my shoulders now.

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Everytime I get into trouble, I hear this in my head "The Heat Is On" -- it's a line from some crappy song from the 80s that somehow made its way into my subconcious and worms its way to the surface whenever I get screwed.

So. The Heat was On, way on, last Friday. Needless to say, I felt awful, useless, embarassed awful awful AWFUL. I don't deserve all the good things in my life, really I don't. But I simply can't do without them. Must have been created accident-prone and careless and cockeyed, and everything bad. In jap we would say I am Sai Ten (the worst).

Oh well. Episode over. Chapter closed. Please God please. Make me more careful.

ENT (otolarybngology) completed, Pathology now. Massive revision needed for finals in January.

More than anything, I need to get up off my ass and do something. Take up yoga, pilates, jogging, a sport, a club, anything. Something to break out of this monotony. There's only so much routine one can take. I used to think my life would be entirely about routine and that'd be so great. Well, it's entirely routine (even the accidents are timed exactly 10months apart) and it's not great at all.

October -- Pay off Debt. Sign up for Yoga. Start some cardio.