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c107,
Ganbatte kudasai!!

The sayonara syndrome

MSN chatting is not all about gossip.
It could be intellectual at times.
Here, lalang and i we hatched the idea of the Sayonara Syndrome**
In which, I believe that all the symptoms described in the previous Glacius* post, fit its criteria.


The Saynonara syndrome
Pathophysiology : suppression of overwhelming sadness with a tinge of self denial and realization of impermanence

Risk factors : 1. schooling for quarter of a century 2. medical students like us

Etiology : pressure of ending school + looming exam + porties + parting with friends

Symptoms : 1. incoherent speech 2. flight of ideas 3. mood swings 4.sudden facial changes 5. self isolation

Mgx : 1. lots of social support 2. suggests individual to focus on exam 3. pharmacology treatment is strongly not recommended as it blunts the necessary intelligence for preparations of exam.


Prognosis : Good, resolves with time.


[*Glacius is a freezing spell in the Potter world ]

Glacius

Sometimes I feel that life is passing me by,
not slowly either,
but with ropes of steam and spark-spattered wheels
and a hoarse roar of power or terror.
It's passing, yet I'm the one
who's doing all the moving.
~Martin Amis

The feeling im having is weird.
down-right weird.
my mind is slowing everyday to a slow motion

the etiology is not from the stress of the looming exam,
and it's certainly not love (rolls eyes; who has time for this?!)
but more of
the idea of being thrown into the real world,
parting with friends that i've made in this 5 years,
leaving buddies tat make me laugh until i have facial spasm..
packing my bags to say goodbye to home sweet home again..
leaving school for the 1st time in nearly a quarter of my life..

it doesn't feel like being stuffed into a pressure cooker,
and it certainly doesn't feel like dying
it's ... weird indescribable feeling of utter blah.
its like im anticipating for the next page,
the next chapter,
to progress,
to spread my wings and fly,

but at the same time,
deep within the gray matter..
i know that i'll be nostalgic of this chapter of my life
i realize i'm secretly hoping that time will just freeze.
stop. pause. whatever. just make it last longer..

time waits for no one,
but, ah.. with the potter mania; magic, perhaps?

Fate binds us all

The thing about "working" at hometowns is that,
inevitably, you'll bound to meet someone you know

- xinli

For the 1st time ever, my 12-hour oncall was so meaningful.
It was way better than filling up that few spaces of my log book.
Yesterday, apart from getting to know kaklong&kaklang my friends better, I was extremely happy about what had happened. And it's really simple joy+shock+ekkz that prompted me to blog about it.

It was like, wow! omg! walking into a flash bang at 2am in the morning sorta thing.
No warnings. No flash lights.
Pure jodoh

The thing was,

i met my long lost primary school friend.

we never met after we part ways after primary 6.
I went to Convent, while she went to Chinese High School.
The circumstances that we met that day was simply outta this world!!

Never had i imagined that i would meet her again,
when she's in labour, for her THIRD child! 3rd! tiga! @,@


it's been 13 years since we met.
And if you are doing the calculations,
I was 11 when i was in primary 6.
13 years.
13 years down the road.
she has 3 kids + loving husband.
while i on the contrary is practically kid-less+zero-lovelife.
we have such a different life.
even though we had the same education for 6 years.

Ah...
You just can't beat jodoh
and the invisible string that binds us all together.

The professional juggler

I feel like an overflow-ed reservoir
I have lots to say, lots. Tonnes, Noones and Zonnes ( ok, i made this up :p )

A lot has been happening lately
its like balancing my weight on the tip of an iceberg
on the digitus minimus
while being bombarded by asteroids

Portfolios,
life events,
the near ending of another chapter of my life,
being awake for 24 hours straight and still having to answer to Questions posed by dr_K during class,
delivering,
resuscitating,
keeping a straight-alert face when in fact im-so-dead-tired , scrubbing in with the yellow hat,
snatching the scissor from the HO to cut the sutures,
counting down to the FINAL exam... is ........... ---
ah .
the aiyo-kadavale(taught by uma)-indescribable-exhilirating grey-matter stretching-experience.

And.. I know, i know, its going to get more and more intense as the final weeks creep in,
but i still cant shake off the idea that these experiences would be a really good material to laugh about during our 40 years reunion.

Fore!

R.I.P MJ

xinli is very much in the portfolio frenzy now = no time to talk / blog / sleep :(