Thursday, August 12, 2010

Hope

I am sensitive like that.
Some entries brought me to tears. T.T
Taught me to be patient, to appreciate the people I have around me especially family and friends (shoutout to especially one: where can you find a friend who is willing to peel grapes and apples so that I'll have all the vitamins I need, knows what food I dislike and particularly like and cheer me on like no one had before AND save me from ultimate boredom with her countless lameness, selfless is a the only word i can think of, plus constantly nagging at me so that I'll drink water *insert motherly mode*AND the ultimate gesture will only be revealed on her wedding, list could go on but then it'll be too lesbo! hahhaha to LEEKY LIM) and most of all, to trust God.

Despite the fact that the speaker who gave a talk today on "How to start as a houseofficer or *scratch head* something like that?", gave a glimpse of harsh reality awaiting the new houseofficers and me being discouraged a bit on how we have to manipulate our true feelings just to survive the everyday life, to the point that you tend to suspect whether it's the person's sincere feelings/intentions or a facade! because I've been despising those people all along (buttering their way up, butting into everyone's business, the I-am-the-know-it-all-its'allaboutme/me/me kind of people) and constantly reminding myself that I'll never be like them BUT I guess a little bit of optimism, loads of close-one-eye and AVOIDANCE are what encourages life on.
So, instead of seeing it as "buttering/bootlicking" I can take it as purely praising out of a sincere heart and the act of "butting into everyone's business" as purely concern or "I-am-the-know-it-all-important-person" as lack of attention/ deluded? HAHAHAHHA *vomits blood from trying too hard to accept*
I do get the point of weighing the pro and cons in everything one does *an achievement I can be proud of for able to fliter many things ought not to be mention* plus change when necesaary to adapt to the circumstances.

On another note, while doing a respiratory examination on a Swedish man of approx. 70 years old today, I asked him to say "Ninety-nine" and in repetition. He cheekily alternates "99" with "Eleven-eleven" and when we (Leeky and Olive) wanted to do percussion, in lay man's term, we told him we'll "knock" his chest a bit. With his thick accent and rusty voice, it took us quite sometime to understand that he was trying to say, "Open the door and come in" (KNOCK KNOCK, COME IN? geddit?) *insert awkward smile followed by laughter*

Back to the topic at hand!
If you have time to spare or feeling despair (hak hak) or simply wanna go, "AAwwwwwww", feel free to run through some of it (:

LoveGivesMeHope
GivesMeHope

Few of my favourites:

No. 1
I thought I was pregnant, and I was scared to death.
We’ve only been together for a year and I didn’t know if we were ready to have a baby and how you really felt about me and our future.
My doubts, and fears, disappeared when you kissed my belly and whispered ” If you’re in there. I love you.”
JW, your loving heart GMH. I love you.

No. 2
Last December, my mom committed suicide after a lifelong struggle with depression.
Yesterday, I found a picture of my mom holding me when I was a baby, her forehead touching mine, eyes closed, smiling in complete bliss. On the back she wrote “I love you always -Mommy.”
Mama, your never-ending love GMH.

No. 3
I am a third grade teacher.
Most kids come in with notes or messages written by their mothers in their lunch sacks.
One little girl's dad left, and her mother abuses drugs. But her 12 year old brother never fails to write "I love you" on her brown paper bag.
He GMH.

No. 4 (Medical Related!)
A 74 year old man has an rare antibody in his plasma that stops babies dying from Rhesus disease, a form of severe anaemia. He has donated plasma almost 1000 times since he was 18 years old. He has saved an estimated 2.2 million babies so far.
James Harrison, you GMH.

No. 5
My girlfriend and I were in the drive thru of a restaurant when we saw a homeless man begging for food.
As soon as we got our food she asked me to pull over and she gave the homeless man her meal.
When I asked her why she did that she simply said, " I can go home and eat a sandwich, he can't."
Her compassion for others GMH

*Wipe tears and mucus*
Leave you guys to that. Nites.
Feeling a fever creeping in. Counter attacked with PCM :(



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