Sunday, December 21, 2014

I'm gonna dream about the times when I was with you.


Good evening.

& In the blink of an eye, year one of med school is done. All the blood, sweat & tears throughout the year are believe it or not, priceless. I wouldn’t say I would give anything to experience it all again but there are some really sweet memories that I’d like to relive.

You’ve no idea how hard it was for me to study for my respiratory block assessment as the idea of having a three-month holiday was clouding my mind. Maybe that’s why I screwed up my OSCE & OSPE (some practical exam I’ve to take) lolol.

Sad news aside, I’m currently enjoying my (well-deserved) break despite the fact that the exams have scarred me (literally, lol, on my face with pimples).

Started my break (Saturday) visiting my grandfather for the event of his 100th day of passing & then my family for the rest of the weekend. And as usual, father is home for Christmas.

I am very grateful to be able to spend quality time with my family without having anything on my mind (what to study/revise next, etc.) and to be completely honest, I feel like this in itself is already the best Christmas present, ever. It’s funny how we only tend to learn to cherish things that we barely have the luxury over.

Other than that, I’m pretty much still the same me, except more alive, I feel like.
That’s it for now, ‘till the next post.

Merry Christmas! :)

Sunday, December 7, 2014

That's not the way it feels.


I was going through my older albums earlier (which I find myself doing quite often now & then ever since I revisited them for the completion of my e-portfolio) & well, what can I say… I feel very… uneasy? Sad? Idk, just nostalgic, I suppose. I really, really miss everything – from having brown hair all the way to all-my-clothes-must-be-cropped. Lol, that phase in life though.

There's something different about all the #ootd & #wiwt shots taken before this but I find it extremely difficult to pinpoint what. They (my expressions) just seem more – genuine? Though I find (in most of the pictures) myself not looking directly at the camera (because you gotta look cool for instagram, right?) but I am very sure that I looked better than I actually did. Does that statement make any sense to you?

The person behind the camera, in my opinion, plays a huge role in picture taking. And yes, I know, who doesn’t know that? But I don’t mean by just getting the job done & over with except to really see your beauty through the lenses and to be able to capture them; that’s something not anyone can do. What’s magical about this is that, it can be felt by whomever that’s going to view the photos of you. The relationship between the photographer & the person in the photo is just, so outlandish.


Thank you for seeing the beauty in me at any given time even when I was at my worst. You truly were, an angel sent from above. & I apologise, for being a fool's gold.