I was sipping coffee & out of the blue just hit me that this blogging account of mine existed! Last post was LAST YEAR??? OhhMmmmGeee... 2 reasons: I've aged & totally forgetful about things nowadays & the Red Water Bottle is still with me. That was what triggered me to re-check this so-called 'my blog page'.
I've done a lot of growing up (& sideways!) these past 2 years. Made alot of mistakes, learnt so much from mistakes; some I don't mind repeating (ahemm), and some...not so proud of it. If I was given a choice to un-do all those things, won't change it for the world. Never thought I got this far, but I've COMPLETED the hell of hell that is HOUSEMANSHIP a.k.a INTERNSHIP Program for 2 years, have been fully certified to legally practice this thing called 'Medicine' in Malaysia. Some people are proud to tell the world of their accomplishments & promote the use of DR. with their name, me on the other hand, not so much. I truly acknowledge the rights to the hard-earned title, it's YOUR right, but I do shy away from being treated in that way. I mean, to me, a job is a job. You walk out the door, you leave it there. The only difference with other jobs is that when someone is in distress, it is your responsibility to respond.
I like to kick back, chill with my friends and family & talk about other things. I try my best to leave everything at the door. If someone introduced me as a 'doctor'..so uncomfortable. I'm not a walking Kementerian Kesihatan add wey..(although I think I should cos they are my boss..hmm).
So now. I've left PPUKM, been unemployed for 2 months without pay, doing odd jobs (locum) at every chance I get. I was transfered to Kedah, but I absolutely objected & got my wish: JOHOR. I requested specifically Segamat, but after a long talk with my collegues & best friend, I realised that it was the biggest mistake I could ever make!! Sent another appeal letter & won't know till I get there. I told them that I'm gonna report for duty after New Year. Can't miss NYE with my friends!
It was the ultimate battle; dad wanted me to go to Johor 'cos he travels there to work once a month, & Kedah 'cos mum's there & she wants a piece of me. It was hard. Always have been the ultimate battle between them. After a while, I made up my mind to follow my heart & friends' advice. I contemplated for a month: Ipoh, Melacca, Labuan, grandma's house, but I'm sure KKM is frustrated with me as it is, so F*ck it, Johor it is...MOVING AGAIN!!
I moved to Gombak to be near my cousins when I came back to Malaysia. before that, I think we were in Melacca 'cos mom works there. Then I got dad a job here, so stayed in KL. Now he's complaining that travelling to work is such a hassle & he hates to drive...SIGH. Mum said I don't spend time with her. She's right, I don't. Can't quite explain it.
4 month before I finish my internship I moved in with 2 of my friends, Iman & Tiran. I was a bit sceptical about it 'cos I'm not a roomate/housemate-type of person. I like my space & do whateva tha heck I LIKE. Chemistry is great between us & we hit it off super well. We actually miss each other when we're away. So, as you see, I hate change & I hate to move.
I packed 2 suitcases already & it pains me to even do it, cos it felt like I'm putting in memories into a box & sealing it. I've never had that ONE place that you could call home. It was ALL OVER. I know I'm drowing in debts right now, but the moment I could, I will get my own little space for me to call home. Somewhere I could go there & not to worry about anything at all :). I hope this year will bring happiness for me & everyone I know. Oh look, another box to pack...
