and one year later
It's been almost a year since i've blogged anything.
choices... it's always so difficult to make them. Whether it be career wise, where to live, housing, cars...
I feel pretty lost sometimes, just drifting from place to place, wondering if the next step i take is the one in the right direction.
I've left the place I spent 4 years of life and moved out into Boxhill, 40 min from melbourne city. I miss my old place already. I miss my room which overlooked the Flagstaff gardens. Standing in my old room with a rag in my hand as I cleaned up before the last housing inspection, I felt as though my one sancturary in melbourne had been just taken from me and scattered out in the open. That room held many memories for me.. from the trials and tribulations of semester 8, to the numeoruos OSCE practises me, N, WY and J9 spent there in sem 12, to all the times I spent talking to my dear family on skype, to the songs I wrote and sang on my guitar and the desk where I spent many hours poring over my medical books pre -exams. And then there were the memories of the rough months of internship, where I curled up on the bed and cried, to the sweet memories where my bf first took my hand. I miss my old housemate A, who has been as close as a sister since medical school and my working years. I felt like crying after I dropped A off at her new place and as I drove to my new accomodation in Boxhill.
Sigh, i think i'm too emo at times. Gotta let go and move on. So many things that will be unfamiliar next year. Leaving my parent hospital, moving to a new one. Leaving physicians training, trying out emergency ( tho' everyone thinks i'm crazy)
We'll see what next year brings
choices... it's always so difficult to make them. Whether it be career wise, where to live, housing, cars...
I feel pretty lost sometimes, just drifting from place to place, wondering if the next step i take is the one in the right direction.
I've left the place I spent 4 years of life and moved out into Boxhill, 40 min from melbourne city. I miss my old place already. I miss my room which overlooked the Flagstaff gardens. Standing in my old room with a rag in my hand as I cleaned up before the last housing inspection, I felt as though my one sancturary in melbourne had been just taken from me and scattered out in the open. That room held many memories for me.. from the trials and tribulations of semester 8, to the numeoruos OSCE practises me, N, WY and J9 spent there in sem 12, to all the times I spent talking to my dear family on skype, to the songs I wrote and sang on my guitar and the desk where I spent many hours poring over my medical books pre -exams. And then there were the memories of the rough months of internship, where I curled up on the bed and cried, to the sweet memories where my bf first took my hand. I miss my old housemate A, who has been as close as a sister since medical school and my working years. I felt like crying after I dropped A off at her new place and as I drove to my new accomodation in Boxhill.
Sigh, i think i'm too emo at times. Gotta let go and move on. So many things that will be unfamiliar next year. Leaving my parent hospital, moving to a new one. Leaving physicians training, trying out emergency ( tho' everyone thinks i'm crazy)
We'll see what next year brings
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